Chapter 27 - "They are my parents..."

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Happy new year to all of you! I am apologising in every story of mine so also in this one... I am so sorry that it took me so long to post another chapter... I was busy with college, interviews... I am trying to get back to my schedule of uploading at least once a week... I am so sorry... I hope all of you had an amazing Christmas and a happy new year!  Listen to the song when I mention it throughout the chapter x

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Maira's POV

My heart was still pounding fast as I was looking at Dominic. He looked furious. He was more than that. A British term of it could be that he was fuming. He was absolutely fuming. I wanted to ask him if he was okay but deep inside my heart, I knew he wouldn't like anything of it.

I just awkwardly looked at him and then tried sitting up. I closed my eyes when I felt my wound hurting. Even moving hurt. I groaned softly, hoping that Dominic didn't hear me but it was almost impossible.

Both of us were dead quiet. I sighed out of pain and tried again sitting up. No matter how many times I tried, it wouldn't work and it would hurt me even more.

I saw Dominic getting out of bed and saw him walking towards me. I held my breath in and looked at him. I was honestly terrified by him but not in a sense that he would hurt me physically but by his words... He looked at me angry, clenched jaws. He kept on intensely looking at me before he helped me to sit up.

"Thank you." I said softly and he just looked at me. He said nothing, no reply. He just looked. He walked again towards his bed and laid down. I blinked a few times before inhaling deeply.

"Dominic?" I asked, not expecting him to answer me. I saw him looking at me.

"Yes?" He asked and he was still looking at me strongly.

"Thank you for everything... I don't... I wouldn't be alive without you." I said and I meant it. Whatever he said or how he made me feel, I would forget it because he literally saved my life... I will never forget that...

"No problem." He said and I felt like he was getting calmer now. I just gave him a small smile.

I know whatever Lisa and Dominic were talking about something that wasn't about his health. It was something serious and for some reason I had a feeling that it was about me. I had no idea why... It was this weird feeling in my stomach.

I wanted to know but I also knew that asking Dominic would get me nowhere. He would never tell me what it was about. I was surprised that he was talking to me now. I wouldn't expect it from him...

We again sat in silence and each second, I prayed to god that someone would come and walk in so this awkward silence would go away.

"How are you feeling?" Dominic asked out of the sudden. It startled me. I just looked at him and gave him a small smile which he did not return.

"Better and you?" I asked. It must be hard, losing a lot of blood. He probably felt weak and dizzy. He just shrugged his shoulders.

"It's calm." He replied and I wanted to laugh which I did. Dominic was really using British slang.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked and I was still chuckling softly. I shook my head and just looked at him.

"Just the British slang. I think I missed it." I said softly and somehow, I do miss England. It was a part of me a part of my family.

I just felt like I let them down by leaving... I wanted to know what happened on that day but I feel like I would never find out what has happened to my parents. I probably will never know.

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"Why did you move here?" He asked and I sighed.

"It was too much. A lot of it was... I wanted a new start." I said softly and I meant it. Everything that was happening was too much. I wanted space and I didn't want people to know where I was constantly.

"You don't get to act like a victim." He said and I could hear the angry tone in his voice. Confused, I looked at him. I didn't understand about what he was angry about...

"What?" I asked confused.

"You act like you are a Sherwood and when the media attacks you constantly you move away. It is all for the money isn't?" He asked angrily and I sighed. Again.

"I am a Sherwood." I said annoyed. At this point, I didn't even feel sad anymore. I was annoyed by him. How did he had the audacity to tell me that I was faking everything.

Dominic let out a chuckle but the lovely one from before. This one was dark and mean. He was... He shook his head as he clicked his tongue and looked at me.

"Do you really think you are one?!" He started to shout and I could see his face going red. My heart was beating fast and now I was becoming terrified by him.

He was truly horrible...

"You will not be loved because you are selfish. You are nothing more than a con star that wants money. No wonder you are a sad fuck." He said harsh and it almost made me choke on my breath.

I felt my lungs clenching together which made it harder to breathe. I don't understand him.... Was he right?

"If you hate me so much then why did you save my life?" I asked annoyed. Dominic laughed again as he was still sitting on his bed.

"Because I am going to hurt you in ways you don't expect. Dying is too easy on you." He said and I blinked a few times.

"They are my parents..." I said softly... I didn't feel like belonged anywhere... My parents were gone and they were the only one to confirm whether I was family to them.

I was brought up told that I was Sherwood. Dominic was right. There is no valid proof that could proof that I am Sherwood... Was there?

A few tears streamed down my cheeks and I looked in front of me. I didn't wanted to listen to him or see him. His presence just hurt me enough. He always hurts me enough.

Every time when I think that we are almost on good terms something like this happens. It was impossible for me and Dominic to be normal... It is never going to happen...

"You have never been loved and you never will be. They are my parents and you took advantage of them." He said and I looked at him in shock.

That's when I realised that my mother mentioned her son, Dominic... I choked and looked at Dominic. I kept on coughing until I saw blood coming out of my mouth. Confused, I looked at Dominic. Now he was shocked, screaming for the doctor's help....

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