"Your past can never be left behind. It will always haunt your present and question the future." ~Jasper DeLuca
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Meet Mac, the best hacker whom no has ever seen. The total opposite of what her fac...
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She pinched her left hand's index finger with her thumb's nail. "I'm not. I... It was my... reasons that got me into fight or flight mode. You got hurt when it wasn't your fault." We sat there in silence as she pressed the pack against my jawline.
There are bruises on her face and neck that I saw before I placed my jacket on her shoulder.
Snatching it from her hand, I pressed the pack against her neck which made her hiss in pain. "Give that to me." She tried to get it back but I didn't let her grab it and pressed the ice pack against her shoulder.
I ignored the weak hits she gave on my arm after hissing in pain. "You done? Now let me do what i want to." Pressing the ice pack against her cheek, I cupped her other cheek to make her look at me.
"Venere, what the fuck were you doing that you ended up like this?" She just looked away and got up most probably to get away from me. Tugging her back, I made her fall back on my lap. "Running away won't work for long, Venere." She still won't look in my eye by just closing them off.
"I'm fine." She avoided my question altogether and I just held her wrist and made her stand in front of the full length mirror on the wall, standing right against her back. Taking the jacket off her shoulders to show her how much hurt she is.
"Did you actually think I won't see these wounds and blood on you before putting my jacket on your shoulder?"
When she didn't reply for another few minutes I just pressed the mirror a little to open my closet. I wanted to choose something for her but decided against it.
"Get one shirt or t-shirt whatever you want to wear from my closet and freshen up. Then we will have a nice chat about this." She grabbed a shirt from the closet and entered the bathroom without a single word.
It seems so impossible to understand her. Especially with what I heard.
Her and Xavier's conversation, something about leaving, comparing her to someone, then lying when I asked why she was so distracted.
I'm not proud of listening in on snippets of their conversation but, they were in my home and these snippets were loud enough that someone within a 5-meter radius could hear them.
Is... is there a possibility that she is the reason for everything that's happened in the past few weeks?
"Stop working your damn brain so hard and make another ice pack to heal the damn bruise." Venere's comment interrupted my thoughts and questions, making me look at her. She looked so sexy in my shirt which ended at her mid thighs.
I have a feeling I will never see this black shirt again unless she's the one wearing it.
Focus on getting real answers from her, scemo.
"Why care about me so much, when I almost kill you every damn time we argue? And don't lie, I know you lied earlier." I asked in a playful manner.
