Her Revenge

Chapter 9

Valencia

It was early morning when my alarm woke me up. Everything was as I wanted. The alarm had woken me up at the right time to open the door wide open for everyone to see my masterpiece. Alexandro was laying on his stomach on my bed with my nails painting his back with a story of the lustful wild night. I wasn't ashamed of my nakedness as I laid beside him. My open eyes stared at his angelic face. Once we were lovers, each other and talked about forever but now we were strangers, strangers that disliked each other. 

I didn't regret the day I found Claire and him together because if I regretted it then I wouldn't be where I was today. I was on cloud nine in my life. If what I hadn't happened I wouldn't have crossed path with the man who ruled my heart right now. I just hated people for the wrongs they had done to me. I couldn't just leave them alone after the suffering I had suffered. Everyone has to pay for all the sins they have committed. 

I could hear the distant steps of someone coming. I wished it to be Claire rather than anyone else. It was surely a woman because I was too familiar with the sounds of heel clanking against the floor. It was surely not Nana because she didn't wear heels. Thus, it was either Claire, Hilda or my mother. I prayed to the God that it was Claire and hoped he would listen to me this time. Usually, the god doesn't.

The clanking of the heels stopped outside my door and closed my eyes shut. Thought I wasn't innocent but even I deserved to feign one.

"What the hell?" Someone whisper yelled. Sadly the God didn't hear me this time too. It was the sinner who had one of her sin exposed, Hilda. The clanking of the heels reached near the bed and I could feel her presence.

"Alexandro," I could feel her shaking him up while her voice low and urgent.

"Wake up you fool. What have you done?" She yelled at him making Alexandro groan. I could fell him shifting and waking up. 

"Umm, what is happening," Alexandro replied in a sleepy voice while I laid there with my eyes shut close.

"You don't even fucking know what you have done," Hilda's voice boomed in my room and even outside. I knew it was time for me to wake up too. Slowly I opened up my eyes and saw Hilda hovering over Alexandro and shaking up.

"Get the hell up and move out of here before Claire comes." She yelled at him. Either she was a fool or she didn't remember that she was yelling for all the house to hear. Shifting my naked body to the side I looked up at Hilda with an innocent face. 

"Why all this yelling?" I asked in a too innocent tone. Hilda glared at me while Alexandro eyes shifted to my naked self. Mind the point naked self. 

"Alexandro, get dressed and the fuck out of here before Claire comes," She whisper yelled over his head. I saw his eyes snap wide at hearing the name Claire. He looked wide-eyed at me with horror over his face. 

"How?" His lips trembled as he asked. Rather than answering him I got off the bed and stretched myself not at all ashamed of my nakedness. Gathering up the duvet off the bed tried to cover myself up, key word tried.  I could hear Hilda telling him to leave but his eyes were set on me. Holding my duvet to over my body I picked up his torn clothes and threw them at him.  

"How did this happen?" He questioned staring into my eyes rather than hearing Hilda's pleas to get out of there. I smiled not at his question because I heard something, another set of clank of heels and a name calling for Hilda. Her eyes grew wide knowing that Claire was coming but Alex's eyes were on me.

"Don't you remember last night, Alex?" I asked with a raised brow.

"He doesn't and he shouldn't. Let's get the hell out of here, Alexandro." Hilda told him but he didn't budge.