Wicked

Chapter VI

Ella's POV

It's a few hours past 8 pm, least that's what I estimated. There was no clock in the new room, but I managed to catch a glimpse of Noah's phone screen when it buzzed on the bed side.

I looked down at my fingers as they suddenly peaked my interest. They were still cold. Not surprising since he locked me in a damn freezer!

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.

"Is something wrong, sweetheart?" Noah suddenly spoke. There was nothing sincere about his tone. In fact, it sounded more like he was sneering in amusement.

I looked at him with anger written all over my face. I hated him... more than anything. A type of hatred I didn't even think  I was capable of possessing towards another person.

All I wanted in that moment was nothing except to be in the arms of Mason. Gosh, I missed him. "Let me go." I replied, gripping the blanket tightly.

Noah, tilted his head. "Now I thought you'd understand by now that I can't do that, Ella."

"I don't want to be here." I spoke a bit louder.

"And I care... because?" He raised an eyebrow.

"God, I hate you." I whispered, and stood up.

Suddenly he pushed me against the wall. The coalition made me wince in pain. His intense green eyes darkened while looking straight at me, then down at my lips.

Noah leaned over, right above my ear, making me let out a gasp. My mouth parted once his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me in closer. His other hand was resting on the wall, keeping me trapped.

"You broke a rule, love." Noah whispered, pressing my body harder against my will. He was so intimidating and vile that I felt like crawling into a hole and never coming back out.

"I don't ca-" my words were abruptly ceased by Noah's lips harshly pressing over mine. My body started to uncontrollably heat up, feeling like I was on fire. 

I didn't kiss him, nor did I push him away. Once he realized that I wouldn't open my mouth to kiss him back, he brought his hand down and squeezed my inner thigh, forcing me to let out a gasp so he could deepen his actions.

At that moment my mind went completely blank, and I started to let my guard down. His lips went down from mine, then to my jaw, and next, my neck where he seemed to get more aggressive.

No- no no! This is wrong. What the hell am I doing!?

With all the strength I had in me, I put both hands on his chest and pushed him away. Noah looked up at me with this crazed look in his eyes, like I was his pray or something.

"You felt it... didn't you?" He let out in a raspy tone. A smirk appearing on his face with both his hands now closing me in again between him.

"Felt w-what?" I whispered.

"...the unexplainable." Noah muttered back, grabbing my chin and running his thumb across my lower lip.

I quickly slapped his hand away. There's no way I was going to fall for his trap a second time.

"I'll tell you what I felt...nothing." I said though gritted teeth.

Noah looked mad- no, furious! It seemed like my words effected him more that I estimated. So much that he suddenly grabbed my wrist, spinning me so that his chest was pressed on to my back.

The harder I tugged from his grasp, the tighter he gripped my body.

"You can tell yourself all the lies you want, sweetheart. But at the end of the day... I get what I want. Make no mistake of that."

He harshly whispered in my ear, right before pushing me off and onto the bed. And as soon as I turned back, he was already walking out the door.

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