CHAPTER 15- I WISH YOU WERE FOR ME

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****CAROLINE'S POV****

I sat in silence as Dylan drove me home, he has been constantly asking me what was wrong but I didn't reply. I know if I say anything I'll break down, and it was the last thing I wanted to do in front of him.

It's usual for me now, hiding my tears and my vulnerable self from others. At first it was because of my fear of dad, I feared he will strike me more if I tell others about it but then I got habituated to it. It's better not to tell about your pain and suffering to others because what they can do is only give sympathy and nothing else. No one is going to fight for you, I know Dylan can and will but he won't be there forever.

"Caro, this is getting really bad now. You are never so silent, I was there with you the whole time, what happened to make you like this" Dylan said concerned and continued to drive.

"I'm just not feeling well, I'll be fine after a small nap or so" I said my voice heavy with all the emotions I felt at the moment.

"You sound like you'll cry any instant. What's wrong! If it's related to your family I swear I will kill them all" he growled in anger.

"No it's not. I just need some rest" I whispered staring at my hands forcing myself not to cry.

He stopped the car outside my house and stepped out of it, coming towards my side he opened the door and made me stand.

"Caro s-" he started to say but I cut him off.

"I'll call you tomorrow" I said and ran inside.

After a few minutes I heard the engine start as he drove off. I ran upstairs to my room, stripped off my dress and threw it carelessly on the bed. Moving inside the bathroom, I put on a long tee and splashed some water on my face as tears started to make their way to my cheeks.

I looked at myself in the mirror and the scene of them dancing holding each other close flashed in front of me. I took few steps back till my back hit the wall behind and dropped on the bathroom tiles. Hugging my legs close to my chest and burying my head in between I cried my heart out.

I never envied Lahaina, never in my life not even when dad used to hit me and then cuddle her in front of me, but today I did. I envy her for taking Aaron away.

At the ball when I saw them kissing I wanted to go to them and slap each of them but I didn't, because that's just not me. I don't hit people, I don't hate people.

It's been my life since ever, my dad left my mom for someone else, then he treated my step sister as his princess and me as a trash, preferring her over me. Even today Aaron chose her over me. Tears trickled down my cheeks continuously and I didn't make any effort to make them stop.

But then again, Aaron wasn't at fault. This was not his mistake, I knew from the start that there was definitely something going on between dad and Aaron's father and it circulates around Lahaina and Aaron but I still chose to ignore it and see where it landed me.

When dad threw mom out, I promised myself not to get attached to anyone and especially not to a man but it seems I broke my promise.

I heard my phone ring in my bedroom and ignored it, but it rang again and again. Gaining all my strength I got up on my foot and walked out of the bathroom. It was Nadia.

"Caro... what's wrong?" She asked, her voice scared.

How did she know? "What's wrong?" I repeated her question, clearing my throat so that my voice sounds usual.

"I know you're crying. Don't try to act with me okay? I can easily sense that in your voice. And Dylan called and said you suddenly became all silent and sad. What's wrong!" She yelled on the other end of the phone.

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