Forbidden Love (Tristan Evans Fanfic)

Chapter Eleven

I don't think I'd ever run so fast in my life.

My heart was racing just as fast as I was and my breathing was uneven and coming out in short gasps.

I pushed myself further away from him, from the one person who haunted my dreams and ruined my life.

I ran as fast as my legs would go and didn't stop even when I heard his following footsteps disappear.

I ran and ran and ran, away from him, never allowing myself to be confronted by him again.

Never allowing myself to be touched by him again.

I turned my head whilst I was running and saw nothing, yet I screamed when I charged into something, thrashing my arms about to relieve myself from his grasp.

"Mia stop! Mia it's me, stop fighting me" I continued to fight in his arms, not even realizing that the man holding me was not who I was running from, "Mia stop, for crying out loud!"

I collapsed in sobs against Tristan's chest, my eyes spilling tears and my chest exploding cries.

He wrapped his arms softly around me, and tried to whisper soothing things in my ear.

"He's coming for me, I have to go, Tristan let me go I have to leave now before he finds me" I pushed at his chest as tears fell down my cheeks and ran into my dry mouth.

"Tristan get off me. Please I need to go" I was shoving at his arms, sobs still erupting from my body as I spoke my shaken words.

I had to get away from him.

"Mia, no one is coming after you. Mia there's no one here, you're completely safe" he looked at me sadly, "Tell me who you're scared of, talk to me" he looked sadly at me as he held my limp wists, "Let me help you" I heard him whisper.

I fell limply against him again and I let him lead me away from the field and towards my home.

What was he even doing here in the first place?

I realized I knew I'd burst into tears again if I uttered another word, so decided I'd question him later about everything.

Why was he even helping me?

He led me to my front door and I panicked when I saw my Mums car was gone from the drive.

As if sensing my bewilderment, Tristan settled my confusion, "She went out to meet up with some people from her new work or something. I came by just to..." he paused as if unsure of why he actually did come, "see you, I guess" he turned his head away and grabbed the keys from my hoody pocket.

I brushed my disheveled hair from my face as he opened the door and I pulled the hair away that was stuck to my tear stained cheeks.

Tristan headed towards the kitchen and I followed slowly after him, knowing he would ask questions.

And scared I would have to give him answers.

He told me to sit as he pulled a chair out for me and I sat hesitantly, unsure of his next words.

He stood on the opposite side of the counter to me and leant across it so his face was level with mine.

I took in a shaky breath.

"I understand Mia that you hate my right now" he started. This was not were I thought he would be heading, "and you have every right to be. I know that." he took in a shuddering breath and exhaled, "but you need to know that whoever you're scared of, whatever's happening, isn't something that you should be going through on your own" I could tell he was finding it hard to use the right words. After all he usually never spoke to anyone like this, "I want to help you" he said, "I want to be there for you whether you like me or don't like me. I want to be there like a friend for you" he stared out the window.

A friend.

I almost started crying again.

I stared at him bluntly, a slight shudder fluttering through my heart but then dread that he would keep asking me questions till he got the answers he wanted.

Till he got the whole story.

"Mia I don't know what's happening and being honest, I'm confused. But I need to know for your sake and for mine what is going on" he placed his large hand on the counter in front of me and the way he was saying my name, and his presence so close to me, was making it hard to concentrate.

I decided to try the first thing that came to mind.

"Tristan there's nothing going on" I said weakly.

But there wasn't really any point lying was there

He'd literally just seen me not ten minutes ago, running from something he has no idea about tears streaming down my face.

But he wasn't stupid anyway.

He knows something's going on, and can tell just by looking at me.

"Mia don't try that crap with me okay" he closed his eyes and looked down as if in pain, "You think I'm stupid. Well I'm telling you now, no idiot could be stupid enough as to see you in that state and think 'everything's fine'" his voice was rising slightly and his hands were clenched into fists.

This wasn't going well.

"Just tell me" he looked straight at me, "Please."

I couldn't resist his eyes and I couldn't not tell him after he'd seen me like that.

But I wasn't stupid enough to tell someone everything who'd just left me last night stranded in my bedroom.

After everything id learnt, one thing was clear at the forefront of my mind.

Keep everything in and no one else can get hurt.

So I tried that as much as possible when I spoke my next words.

"For fucks sake Tristan he's just an ex okay, just some stupid person who broke my heart back in America and thinks it's okay to pester me when he left me smashed to pieces" I looked down in regret, "He hurt me and he'll never ever stop that hurt"

It actually hurt my heart to almost lie to Tristan.

But it wasn't really lying.

He looked confused for a few minutes after my outburst, but soon spoke again.

"Mia why didn't you just tell me? I wouldn't have been bothered and I certainly wouldn't have judged you" his eyes held uncertainty, but for my sake it seemed like he was trying to believe me, "It's going to be okay, me and the boys will get him to move back, there's nothing to worry about" he smiled a forced smile and looked down again.

Tears sprung to my eyes and I got up from my seat quickly, looking away from him before he could see.

Just as I went to leave the room, I heard him call me back.

I stood where I was still with my back to him and listened to his voice.

"That is everything isn't it?" he asked.

My throat closed up and it became hard to breathe but I forced out, "Yep, that's it, it's all okay now"

I left him stood in the kitchen feigning that I needed a shower.

But it wasn't all okay was it?

It was anything but okay.

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okay so this is the new update.

I'm sorry it's so crap but I want it to be longer than this so its pointless me giving away a major story line.

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