Foreign

Chapter 40

"Charlotte?" I hear an all too familiar voice behind me and I turn around. My heart starts beating again but too fast this time. My body still hasn't caught up with my head. It still reacts to Hero in the same way it always used to.

"Hi," I whisper. I sound out of breath.

He walks over to me and he stands beside me.

"What were you looking at?" Hero asks.

"The moon."

He's silent for a while and we both stare at the moon. I can't think and I can't concentrate now that he's so close. I slightly tilt my head to look at him. I can't read his expression. He seems to be just staring at the moon. There is no sign that his blood is rushing through his body, that his thoughts are all over the place like mine.

"I'm happy that you're back on set." He breaks the silence without turning to me. His gaze is still directed towards the moon.

I'm a bit surprised because I assumed he wouldn't want me on set after what happened. If he wanted me back on set why didn't he speak up to Mr Perlman? I decide not to ask these questions. I don't want to start another fight. We've had so many.

"Thanks." I don't know what else to say. Thanks seems like a safe option.

There is another silence but I don't have the intension to break it. It's too nice to be this close to him without a fight and without Melany around. I'm also surprising myself. I always assumed that I would never forgive a guy for cheating on me. But here I am, still not over Hero, standing next to him staring at the moonlight.

"Are you really going to Australia?" He turns to me this time, his eyes fierce. Damn it, we were doing so well.

I turn to him and return his gaze.

"Yes." To my horror my voice is trembling. His expression changes from fierce to cold.

"This was Josh' plan all along," he spits. Oh come on, Josh has nothing to do with this. He didn't force Hero to cheat on me with Melany!

"You're seriously blaming this on Josh?!" I feel my anger building. I don't want to do this. I came out here to relax not have a fight.

"I'm not doing this again," I say before he can answer. "I don't want to have another fight. I'm over this. We've had so many."

"Oh, that's rich!" His voice is getting louder. "You're running off to another country with another man and I can't say anything about it because the princess doesn't want to have a fight."

That's it. I'm doing playing nice.

"SERIOUSLY?!" I scream. "A NAKED GIRL OPENS YOUR FUCKING DOOR BUT SOMEHOW I'M THE ONE WHO-" He cuts me off mid-sentence by kissing me. He takes my head in his large hands and presses his soft lips on mine, hard and demanding. I try to push him away but he's too strong. I wrap my hands around his wrists and try to take his hands off me but I fail. When he pushes my mouth open with his tongue I try to keep it closed and I put my hands on his chest to push him away. He still doesn't move and I slowly feel my resistance fade away. My body needs this. I've missed this too much. I let him kiss me and I join him. His hands slide from my cheeks to my lower back and he gently pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my hands in his hair. I don't know how long we stand there, kissing. All time fades when my body is connected with his. I feel him getting hard through his jeans and I feel the familiar tingly feeling between my legs. We both need this. I gently break the kiss when we're both out of breath.

"Wow," he pants. "I've missed this." He gives me my favourite grin.

"I've missed this too," I admit. I put my head on his shoulder and we stand there a while. Now that we're not kissing anymore, it's easier to think. What the hell are we doing? What do I want? Can I cope with the fact that he's having a baby with someone else?

"Please, don't go to Australia," he pleads. I snap my head up and look him in the eyes.

"So that's why you kissed me! You're tricking me into staying." I accuse him.

"I just wanted to remind you of what he have," he smirks. "But please, don't go." His expression is serious now.

"Okay, I won't go," I start and his face lights up. "If you drop Melany." His face is quite interesting in the following moments. It change from panic to disbelief to anger in seconds.

"You know I won't do that."

"You know, I've never understood why not. Why couldn't you ever just drop her?" I ask. I really want to know. Why couldn't he drop her last year? If he just cut her off then, we wouldn't have these problems now.

"Just trust me," he begs.

"I can't."

"I can't just drop Melany." He says. The tone in his voice makes it clear that this is the end of the discussion.

"Well, I can't not go to Australia so I'm definitely going."

"You're being irrational." He's angry again. His fingers are wrapped around my arms and it actually hurts because he's pressing so hard.

"You made your choice, Hero," I say before jerking free. "You made your choice weeks ago when you didn't return my calls when I was in Cardiff. You made your choice when I came back and she was in your bedroom, naked. And finally, you made your choice just now. I asked you to pick me and you said no." I take a step back.

Hero is silent for a second and he's not looking directly at me. And that's enough for me. After my final plea, he just picked Melany again. I run away because I can feel the tears coming up.

"Charlotte!" he screams after me. But I don't look back. I've given him too many occasions to pick me and he never did.