Aphotic ✔️

Chapter 69- bitterness

"I don't deserve you" he whispered another tear leaving his eyes.

"don't say that please" I shook my head no, ignoring the piercing pain in my arm that just seemed to grow.

"y-your arm, let me see it" he spoke his eyes now on my arm, a generous amount of blood oozing out of it.

I nodded as he slowly stood up pulling me up with him, he was still shirtless as he sat me down on one of the couches In the lobby.

He examined my wound sucking a deep breath in.

"How does that not hurt iris? Please stop acting like all of this is okay... It makes me feel more guilty" he slowly wiped the blood off with a bunch of tissues crumbled together which he grabbed from the table.

"it doesn't hurt more than being apart from you" I mumbled to myself knowing he heard me.

"this is going to hurt"

"I know" I spoke looking away from the wound as arron grasped the piece of glass stuck in my skin.

"don't worry just do it" i closed my eyes tightly noticing his hesitation.

"look at me" he ordered as I turned towards him the pain now becoming too much to withstand.

He leaned in pressing a soft but brief kiss on my lips before he pulled the glass out in a giffy. Causing a strangled scream to leave my throat, tears forming in my eyes due to the pain.

"it's okay, it's done now" he pulled me into his chest kissing the top of my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry iris..."

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We sat in the car, the ride back home was rather silent no one spoke a thing, i curled up in a ball like i usually do whenever i sit in his car and stared outside the window. I wonder what time is it.

"almost 5" arron spoke without me asking him.

"when will we get home?"

"30 more minutes" he sped up the car, his eyes fixed on the road.

'he's acting so cold again'

"where does this all leave us arron?" i asked now looking at him.

"what are we? whatever happened did it change something?".

"I...need time" he briefly closed his eyes.

"I don't know how much but i need time to think...about us" he let out a deep breath, my eyes never leaving his face.

'us?'

"okay" i dryly whispered knowing that there was no hope for 'us' now.

Nothing can overlook the fact that our relationship was an ill fated one from the start. We weren't meant to cross paths, we weren't meant to hate yet love each other like this.

I closed my eyes feeling too tired, the pain in my heart and the mess in my mind was too much, i needed a break.

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Arron's pov:

I glanced at her sleeping figure, gripping the steering wheel tighter when the blanket slipped off her shoulder; the cut on her arm on full display.

'I hurt her'

The me I've kept her from seeing since the start finally let itself out. I could make out the expression on her face and her terrified eyes, she was scared to death, who wouldn't be?

However instead of running away she approached me despite the fear she understood what the 'monster' in me was all about and that...kills me, because i know there's no one else for me.