Beautiful Chaos || BrightWin

I have Issues

Bright P.O.V.

It's been two weeks since I've been with the brat and two weeks since I've given him our engagement rings. He surely is a damn brat because I'm always picking up after him. So why do I feel so... Mushy around him. If this tingly warm feeling I get around him is love then I can't help but say it's probably true, though I won't ever let anyone know, yet.

"BRIGHT!"

Oh no.

"Bright! You need to help Win!" What did the little shit do now. I facepalmed. He really can't avoid trouble can he? I looked up from my desk to see Valen and the look on her face was not pleasant. Shit.

"Where is he?" She scrambled to tell me where he was and I made a run for it. This better be worth the time and effort.

I ran to the main lobby to find him. And just like shitty girl said, he was definitely in a pinch. The girls and guys who normally fawn over me where crowding over Win and jabbing insults at him. Some were even throwing things at him and pulling his hair.

But the worst off all was when one of the men threw a punch.

"Get the fuck away from him." I growled. I glared at every fuckin one of them and sent a murderous look to the guy that punch Win. Oh he was going to pay.

Win whimpered as he dropped to the ground. He held a hand to his bruising check and my heart clench. His hair was a mess and he look hurt.

I made my way towards him and picked him up my arms. He let out a few tears when I grabbed at his arm. Did they hurt him anywhere else?

"If anyone dares to verbally or physically assault my fiancé then I will not hesitate to fire you and you will be tried in court." I quickly turned around and rush to my office.

I need to scan him for any wounds.

I plopped him down onto the couch and I began to roll up the sleeves he was wearing. There were small hand marks at his wrist and there were bruises toward his shoulders. Whoever the fuck did this is surely getting fired. "Can you name who did this to you or a least give me a description?" He wouldn't talk and started to shake a bit. Was he abused before? I sat down next to him and pulled him into a tight hug. It's the least I could do at the moment.

He leaned in and began telling me the description of what seems to be of four different men. I made a mental note to fire them immediately.

Later that Day, Nightfall

As soon as we arrived home he immediately went to our room. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the kid. I know he wants to go home but I need him even if it's a selfish thing. In return I'll make sure he's feed and cared for. I picked up the bag of peas from the freezer and made my way to our room.

He lied there curled up and stared at the wall in front of him. What happen to the damn brat I met before? "Put this bag against your jaw. It'll help with the bruising."

He hesitantly reached for and the bag and placed it over his bruise. First that time at the living room then crying over those fucktards and now this? What the fuck happen to him? I sat myself at the foot of the bed and turned to him. I was going to get to the end of this. "Look I know you would rather be anywhere than-"I was cut off as he bolted up. "NO! I would rather be here than anywhere else!" He held a sad and angry face. He directed his gaze to the wall behind me. "There are things you don't know about me. Things I don't want to relive." He stormed out after saying what was on his mind. "This dumb shit." I cursed under my breath.

Win P.O.V.

Who did he think he was? A mind reader? A fuckin counselor? Fuck him.

There are things that I rather leave and forget. Things that I don't want to associate with. Memories that I want to erase. He would never know the pain it inflicts. Everything is just frustrating!

I walk along the many streets around our house. It was late now and the street where I was walking had dim street lights. I continued to walk till I made my way at the end of the street where it led to a park. I walked to the nearest bench and plopped myself on it.

I don't know why these demons are resurfacing again or what they want. It's been three damn years since they've stopped showing up. Why couldn't I have a normal life? Why couldn't I have normal young adult problems?

I heard a honk and I looked up. Bright look pissed as fuck. He quickly made his way to me and dragged me to the car. He slammed it shut and got to the driver's side. He didn't say anything he only held an angry and confuse... No…a worried face? He sped down all the way until our house came in view.

He parked in the garage and carried me over his shoulders into the house. He threw me into the couch and began to pace. "What the fuck where you thinking? Walking so far away at this late hour?!" He stopped pacing and turned towards me. My heart stopped at his gaze. It was sort of crazy.

One moment I was staring at him and the next he's over me and I'm underneath him. Oh no, I'm not ready for this. "I don't know what about you that drives me insane." His voice was husky and alluring. It was new and attracting. His lips where all over mines. Despite all his rude remarks, his kisses where light and soft like bubbles bursting. I couldn't help but kiss back.

His hand made it under my shirt and I had to stop him. Not now. I can't do this now. "I-I can't." I let out with barely any breath. He let go after exploring my chest. He left one more kiss before he sat up. "You're not so bad brat." He looked away and I saw a small blush creep across his face. He looks cute when he blushes just like wolf cub. Wait. No. I'm...not gay or at least I don't think I am. Ugh, staying with him drives me crazy!

My stomach made a grumbling noise. He smirked and I look down. "Come on what do you want to eat?" He asked and out stretched a hand towards me. I graciously took it. Maybe, just maybe all of my suffering may become something I was hoping for.

To he continued.