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During the ride home I could feel their eyes on me from time to time. I would steal glances at Bellissa while holding her hand, she was quiet throughout the whole ride. "Are you okay?" I asked as I took her chin and turned her to look at me.
The sign of her watery eyes and wobbly lower lip broke my heart. I took her head to my chest as she broke down in tears. I hugged her tightly while rubbing her back soothingly and whispering sweet nothings to her. As I looked at her my own throat started to close.
When we drove down the driveway she pulled away. She looked at me "I'm so sorry." She said with a hoarse voice which broke my heart even more.
I shook my head "No sweetheart, that wasn't your fault. It was mine. You don't have to apologize for anything." I said as I rubbed her back slowly.
She shook her head "No it's not yours either." She said as guards parked the car and we slowly exited.
As shock and adrenaline slowly wore off I could feel everything. I could feel my stomach aching, my cuts stinging and my head was hurting. All in all, I feel like shit.
"I'm going up in my room, can you please go to guys tell them what happened?" I asked Bellissa and she nodded. "Yeah, I will do it. Go." She said as we entered the house.
As soon we were in I dashed toward my room, while Bellissa went towards the living room from where I could hear Xavier and Dante yelling loudly.
. . .
As soon as I got to my room I closed the door and lean on them to catch a breath. Jn all that chaos I forgot about my shirt being torn apart.
I slowly pushed myself from the door and started walking toward the bathroom while clenching my side where that fucker cut me.
When I walked inside the bathroom first thing I did was look myself in the mirror. And I wished that I didn't. I looked like shit.
I was looking at myself and a lump started to form I'm my throat my eyes started to sting from tears that were threatening to spill as I remember what happened tonight.
I could be raped, not just me but Bellissa too. I killed someone. "Oh God, I killed someone." I whispered to myself as I put a hand over my mouth to stop sobs that were threatening to spill out.
Daniel always told me not to show my feelings to persons who want to hurt me and I didn't but why did I then got hurt. Again.
'Am I that hard to love? Why is every one that walks in my life ends up hurting me?'
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