In Love With A Psychopath

Chapter 5

°Lyle°

As I entered the dark room where my beautiful Aurora was sleeping, I couldn't help but be nervous.

Sure I haven't done something like this in a couple years, but I think it's because of her..

I took a deep breath as I closed her door softly, to not wake her. I gathered all my nerves and straightened my back and turned. I nearly gasped aloud when I turned.

She was sitting straight up, legs crossed, hands in her lap and her head was tilted slightly. Her brows were scrunched close, but she didn't look angry, but like she was straining to see. To see me.

I took a breath and released it quickly before shoving my hands in my pockets to hide my nerves, and slowly sauntered over to her. I stopped in front of her bed and watched as her face changed.

Almost too softly to hear her breath hitched, her brows rose and her eyes widened. Just as fast as her surprise showed, it vanished. Her face now held soft calm.

She's.. Not screaming..?

"When did you wake up?" I asked quietly as I walked around her bed to sit in the armchair beside the nightstand, facing the bed.

"Only moments ago" she said with equal quiet as she shifted to face her body to me.

We stared at each other for long agonisingly quiet moments. She didn't seem panicked, she just studied my face with that sweet calm look on her face.

"I have a question." She said as she tilted her head slowly.

I cleared my throat softly.

"Ask then" I said, waving my hand for her to speak.

"What exactly are your intentions? Be honest, please." She said as she moved her legs to hang over the edge of the bed as she propped herself back on her chained hands.

I was thrown so off guard I didn't know what to say. My brows involuntarily furrowed and I said the only thing I could think of to get out of her room, without seeming rude.

"I'll get you something to drink, are you hungry?" I stood and started walking to her door.

"Green tea if you have any, and surprise me, but I'd like a side of honesty when you return." I stopped in my tracks and turned to see her slightly smirking at me.

I closed and locked her door and walked as fast as I could down the stairs where Holland was reading a book on the couch. His eyes lifted to mine and sat up, closing the book.

"Well, how upset is she?" He said while raising a brow.

"She wants green tea, and.. Honesty.." I said slowly.

"Wait, what?" He questioned as he stood.

I walked towards the kitchen to make her tea and find something for her to eat.

"Wait, what happened?" Hollard asked as he followed me into the large kitchen.

I turned to see him leaning against the island in the middle of the room. I opened the cabinet and grabbed the jar that had the label "green tea w/ rose and chamomile". I started a pot of it and turned to him again.

"She was awake, sitting there when I went in. Once she saw it was me she looked calm. There's no way she didn't notice the chains on her wrists." I said as I rested my forearms on the cold marble countertop.

"She didn't cry out begging to be let go?" He questioned.

I shook my head as I chewed on my lip. It doesn't make sense, her reaction doesn't make a lick of sense.