Poisoned Love

06. Don't Let Me Down

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Our faces were only inches apart and now I can analyze his features more. His eyes were a mesmerising deep ocean blue, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He had dark eye brows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. His perfect lips ripe for the kissing. His strong hands were cupping my cheeks as he stared deep into my eyes. I couldn't help but blush. His voice was deep, with a serious tone.

"I know this must be hard for you." He said. "But it's hard for me too." He confessed. I gulped. A few inches separated us. I don't even know why I was nervous around him. 

"I just...I don't know what to do about it." I tell him. I can tell that he noticed the desperation in my tone.

"They'll get divorced eventually. My dad likes to play around with several women anyway. Once he makes his first mistake, your mother will get separated from him." He says, like it's something normal.

"I should tell my mom." I say, indecisiveness evident in my eyes as I bit on my lip.

"Not yet," He tells me. I don't even realize that his hands were still cupping my cheeks. I awkwardly held his wrists and forced myself to push him away. As much as I liked his touch, I couldn't let anyone find us like that. He didn't react but a smile etched its way back to face and he said, "I believe that my father's changed. Hopefully, I guess."

As horrible as it sounded, I wanted to ruin this marriage. I can't live in a stranger's house and I certainly can't put up with seeing my mother with her new husband everyday. Who knows? Maybe I'll run into them making out or something. The thought itself made the bile in my stomach creep at my throat, threatening to come out.

Then it finally hit me. Ace is my only ticket of ruining this marriage. He'll surely agree to helping me. I saw the hatred in his eyes and the disapproval he had towards this marriage. I'll do whatever it takes to stop this marriage from happening. And if I failed, I don't even know how I'll cope with this new life.

Ace was heading out but I grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer to me. I'm not used to doing that so it was slightly awkward because his body was accidentally pushed against mine and my chest was pressed against his. He gasped and looked at me, wetting his lips. From his expressions alone, I can tell he likes the feeling of my breasts brushing against his chest. I realized how weird this will look if someone found us like this so I immediately pushed Ace away and shrugged apologetically.

"I just wanted to ask if um...what if there was a way for you to stop this marriage? Would you do it?" I asked, shifting on my toes.

"No, I don't care enough about my dad getting married to do that and I don't even have the time for it." He says, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Well what if there was an easy way."

"Lydia, please. Let's just go out and I'll drive you home." He says as his beautiful features softened. I shook my head lightly to prevent my tears from coming out again. This time, I was cupping Ace's cheeks. He gasped at my gentle touch but he didn't resist. I looked very deep into his eyes and the corners of my lips twitched.

"If you don't help me and this marriage happens, I'll be broken." I confessed, my voice croaking. He held my wrists, not removing them from his face.

"Have you been hurt before?" He asks and just like that, he tears open my fresh wound. I succeeded at muffling my sobs but I couldn't help the tears that came flooding down my face. "I'm so sorry, Lydia." I sniffled and eventually stopped crying. I removed my hands off of his face.

"Will you help me?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed. He wetted his lips and fixed his gaze downwards.

"No." He muttered. "Now let's get you home, okay?" He was my only chance at ruining this marriage. He could've helped me and this would've been all just a nightmare.

"Fine." I said, walking out of the kitchen. They were all still in the dining room and I'm glad that the door was closed. I can hear Ace's steps behind me and they obliged me to walk faster that I wasn't paying attention and I suddenly lost my balance. I can hear the grass underneath me crackling as Ace rushed towards me and held the small of my back. His caress sent shivers down my spine and I couldn't help but feel my whole body igniting by his touch. He didn't say a word, he just put me back to my feet again. We made our way to his black Mercedes and he unlocked the car, opening the door for me. I climbed in and fastened my seat. Moments later, he entered too and his cologne's scent filled the car. I can feel the car shifting as he seated himself. He started the ignition and rolled down the windows.

"Are you cold or?" He asks, curiosity plastered on his face.

"No." I tell him. "You can keep the windows down." He nodded speechlessly and then he turned his body to face me.

"Can you describe where your house is?" He asks and I obliged, telling him where I lived so he can drive me there. We were halfway through the route to my home and I didn't dare to exchange a word with him. I caught him occasionally glancing at me and then immediately looking away but it was because I looked at him as well. Neither of us would speak up first so I figured that I'd do it.

"Can we address the fucking elephant in the room, already?" I finally break the ice and he remains expressionless, as if I didn't just speak to him. "Hello?" I say, raising my hand in his face. I can see his jaw clenching tightly.

"Do you want us to get into a fucking accident?" He spits. His tone was harsh and full of venom. This is the first time I've heard what his angry voice sounded like.