Resisting A Cocky Billionaire

Chapter 40

He stands and shifts away from me. "Why the fuck did you lie that it was Aliyah?"

Unsure of what to say, I play with my fingers.

"You lied, I trusted you. But you lied to me."

"I'm sorry Omar but I just...just-"

"Just took me for a fool right?"

"No, I just didn't want to cause a fight. But I swear to God I don't love him. Do you seriously think I would cheat on you? Do you think so poorly of me to not even trust me a little?"

He laughs sarcastically. "You think I'm dumb, you told him you like him and he kissed you."

"I didn't kiss him back because I love you. It's you I love Omar." I approach him, my hand travelling to his cheek.

He suddenly grabs it. "Don't fucking say that. I'm not stupid you know? You love him and what am I to you? Just someone to help you regain your memory. I'm disappointed in you."

He pushes me away making me knock the floor hard. He lowers his head to meet mine. "You disgust me."

With that he walks to the door. "Go to him, I know that's what you want. Go before I do something I regret."

The door shuts. My ribs hurt. My heart breaks. AGAIN. What hurts the most is he doesn't trust me and it freaking burns.

The burning pain in my ribs couldn't be compared to the aching pain in my heart.

Hell that's an understatement!

Hot tears find their way down my face. I didn't stop it, I couldn't. It hurts awfully and nothing stopped it.

"You disgust me." Remembering these words made my heart clench. I wouldn't be surprised if it beats faster than it should. I can't tell for how long I stayed there in tears but something was sure, Omar didn't come to check up on me, he hated me and I couldn't find a reason for him not to. After all, I did lie but I love him. I really do.

Omar's POV

I feel like ripping his head off, it's hard to stop thinking about it. About her telling him she likes him, about them kissing. It tortured me and at this rate, I would definitely die.

Is God punishing me for hurting her?

That's the reason I can currently come up with. Brushing my hand through my hair, I groan in pain. The pain is way too much for me to bear. The person who said men don't cry certainly lied. I'm fucking hurting and tears weren't going to even lessen it, yet, they didn't stop pouring out.

I love her but she cheated on me, on us. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't hate her. I just want her gone. Seeing her hurts more and it will definitely be the death of me.

Did she mean what she said about loving me? No! Of course not. A little part of me wished I had listen to her explaination, a little part of me wished she loved me. I guess life's unfair. Karma is a bitch alright, getting me back for the wrongs I did in the past.

"How fucking great!" Out of all times, it decided to hit me now, when we were finally getting along. After our beautiful spession yesterday. Perfect timing!

Turning around in confusion, I search for a pen and paper. I need her out, I need to think this through, I need to get my shit together. Deep down, I know I need her but I'm not going to tell her that, not after what she did.

Getting a pen and paper, I write and drop it on the table before driving out.

Aisha's POV