The Forbidden Desire

Chapter 15

Bahja sat on the ground of Avery's room with her knees pulled to her chest and her head resting on top of it. She couldn't stop herself from crying. Avery was the biggest asshole in the world. What hurt the most was the fact that he wanted to hurt her by doing this to her brother and sister. Why would he even have beef with Lourdes. SHE AINT EVEN SHOOT HIS BROTHER. If He wanted his revenge he should just do it already. Bahja lifted her head when she heard the door open. Avery stood there staring at her. She knew he was really pissed about her slapping him.

Bahja stood up and glared at him. "How could you just do that to me? All I've done is be nice to you and this is what you do?" She snapped.

Avery cocked up and eyebrow, "I ain't did nun," he defended himself.

"Oh yeah. Well if you didn't, who did?" She asked back rudely. He shrugged and moved to his dresser before pulling out a fresh pair of tee and jeans. Bahja watched as he walked towards the bathroom. "I hate you. I'm going to Khalil's room," she spat.

Avery stopped in his tracks and watched as Bahja left his room, slamming the door on her way out. He felt his jaw clench. He didn't like the sound of Bahja in Khalil's room. He drew in a deep breath before walking into his bathroom. After his shower he'll go get her, he thought.

Avery walked out shortly after wiping his body with his towel. His jeans hung low on his hips and his bandage was finally off. The cut looked bad still but he decided to let it air out before he wrapped new bandage. His main concern right now was to get Bahja back. He left his room, in search for her and stopped by Khalil's room to watch Bahja crying on Khalil's lap while he is stroking her hair tryin to calm her down. Khalil looked up and met the angry gaze of Avery before he stood up. "Oh hey B-Beez," he stuttered. Bahja looked up as well and when she saw Avery she turned her head right away.

With that, Avery barged into Nae's room. "Why the fuck did you do that?" He asked her.

Nae's stared at him blankly. "Do what?" She asked as she removed her Beats from her ears. By now everyone was crowded around Nae's doorway, even Bahja who was wiping her tears.

"Why did you hire people to attack Chresanto & Lourdes without my permission?" he asked through gritted teeth.

Nae laughed sarcastically. "Seriously Beez? God, I thought you would've appreciated it," she snapped.

"Appreciate it? It makes us come off as pussies if we can't do it the right way. Attacking him when he had no people around him is wrong, you know that," he sneered. Nae rolled her eyes and turned away from. "Don't you dare ever make that mistake again." He turned around and when he noticed everyone he grabbed Bahja's hand and began to lead her back to his room. Bahja reluctantly followed behind him.

Bahja closed the door behind them and stared at her. She felt guilty for accusing him of something he didn't do. He rummaged through one of his drawers, trying to look for something. Bahja bit her lower lip and watched him move around the room. "Beez?" She asked. He ignored her and continued to look for whatever it was. "I'm sorry," she whispered. He stopped, with his back turned to her. Bahja could see his biceps twitch, and how he hung his head. She wanted to just reach out and touch him. Bahja took a deep breath and walked towards him just in time for him to turn around. They stared at each other before she spoke again, "I'm sorry for slapping you."

Avery gave her a dirty look before walking over to the exit of his bedroom. "Stay here," he mumbled. Bahja nodded obediently before walking towards his bed and taking a seat. Avery glanced at her one last time before leaving the room. He came back within a minute with a CD in his hand. Bahja looked confused when he handed it to her. "It's the recording of your brother. You can do whatever you want to do with it," Avery rasped.

Bahja took the CD from his hand and threw it on the bed. He looked at it before moving his eyes down to her. She closed the gap between them before placing her right hand on the back of his neck and her left on his bicep. Before Avery had time to react she pressed her lips against his softly. It took a few seconds, but Avery immediately kissed her back. Their lips moved in sync, and he slowly turned Bahja around before pushing her back against the wall. His palm fell on the wall right beside her head as he continued to taste her lips. It wasn't like he was thinking straight; he knew exactly what he was doing. She maybe Chresanto's little sister, but he wouldn't stop her from kissing him. Avery slipped his tongue into her mouth receiving a soft moan from her. His free hand moved all the way down her body and rested on her hips as he pulled her closer to him. They continued to kiss, until it turned rougher. His hands were tangled in her hair as she placed her finger tips on the waistband of his jeans.

Realizing this might lead to something he wouldn't be able to control, Avery moved his head back, causing Bahja to stare at him confused. He looked into her eyes seeing the look of desperation. It was the same look he had in his eyes. They wanted to feel each other's bodies, but something was holding them back. "Avery..." Bahja whispered.

Bahja shook his head and dropped his hands from the sides of her face. He moved away from her before turning his back on her. "Whatever you're trying to do, you have to stop," he warned her.

Bahja's jaw dropped. Was he serious? She only wanted to be passionate with him, nothing else. "I'm not trying to do anything. I just... I like-"

"Don't make me sympathize," he spat, as he turned around and glared at her. Bahja flinched and stared at him. She was frightened by his sudden outburst. "I can see what you're doing and I'm not stupid. If you think a few kisses, or wrapping a bandage for me will get you out of here then you're wrong. Chresanto's dumb but you seem even more pathetic," he sneered.

Bahja's eyes widened and she immediately scoffed. "God, you're such an egotistical jackass. Maybe if you opened yourself up a bit more people will actually-"

"I don't have to do anything. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to my house. And, it'll be best if we just stay away from each other," he said, before heading to the door. He took one last look at her, before opening the door and leaving. Bahja closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall. Beez was a jackass, but she was falling for him faster than anything.

****😭😭😭😭awww poor Bahja. I think that Beez is Bipolor that's his problem ain't it.💕💕💕💕
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