"The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies" -Unknown
Song: The night we met- Lord Huron
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Evelyns pov:
His eyes.
Not the warm eyes I used to adore.
They were stone cold, similar to my own.
His voice.
Not the warm tone my ears adored.
It was cold, like it was before.
Before.
When everything was good.
I want before.
I want him.
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"Just leave" I tried to approach him, but he stepped away. "Don't just leave" his voice was cold. "Maxenc-" my voice was cut off "don't fucking call me that, just fucking leave." Suddenly a glass was thrown at the wall right next to my head. I felt a sharp pain on my left cheek, and I could feel the blood run down my cheek. I took my fingers on the cut, and looked at him. I could see regret in his eyes for a split second, but it was fast gone and replaced with cold eyes.
"I don't want to see you again"
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"Ladies and gentleman, we will be landing in New York in about 10 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts and raise your seats."
My eyes opened, and I was meet with city lights and the sound of air plain engines.
My cheeks were tear stained and my eyes puffy. I have been crying for the past 24 hours. The cut on my cheek from last night is burning, but I couldn't care less. I deserved it.
After I left Maxence's last night, I didn't even care to pack my stuff. I called a cab and took the first plane to New York. I needed to talk with the man that called. I was going to sort everything out. In less than 24 hours my life had turned upside down.
The only person I have right now is myself, and I simply cannot trust anyone. Not until I know what's going on. I need to be on guard, cause anything can happen.
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Maxences pov:
Dystychiphobia, the fear of hurting someone.
Agliophobia, the fear of being hurt.
Philophobia, the fear of being in love and falling in love.
Alexithymia, caused by all the above.
An inability to describe emotions in a verbal manner.
I haven't talked to a single soul. No one since her. The guys have tried to talk to me, but I can't use a verbal manner to describe how I feel. Instead I show my emotions trough physical pain. I've been on missions, to keep myself occupied. Killing and hurting people, as well as drinking, so I don't have to feel. Feel what she did to me, it wasn't real. Not to her at least.
Zane told me she had gone. She had left without her stuff, Lula and Sienna hadn't even talked to her. No one knows where she is. Maybe that's for the better.
"Max, one of our rival gangs are causing trouble at The Devil's secret" Blaze said breaking me out of my thoughts. I put on a pair of black jeans and a black shirt, and opened the door without even looking at the guys. The devil's secret, everyone kept asking about the names meaning. It was her, as usual. Well the secret ain't a secret no more I guess.
Walking outside I could still see her bike laying on the ground. I needed to get someone to remove it.
The engine came to live and I speed out on the road. The rain poured down, something that was unusual in Sicily. I turned on the radio, to tune out my thoughts. The night we met by Lord Huron played on the radio.
"Take me back to the night we met"-
She looked at me with those beautiful eyes, and suddenly I couldn't remember what I was going to say. This time they weren't filled with that examinating look they had earlier, they were filled with anger.
''Why did you do that'' she yelled. I looked at her surprised. What?! Out off all the things i could imagine her saying at that moment like «omg thank you» or «you're so hot» or maybe oh I don't know «thank you for saving my life». I did not expect that. " Cause you would've been shot, Caro. Not that I care. But it's a mess cleaning up'' I answered raising one eyebrow.
The woman was absolutely beautiful. This time she didn't react to my words, just showed me her middle finger over her shoulder.
I turned around to see if she was gone. She was, but there was a feeling of hope in my chest that one day I would see those eyes again.
"I had all"-
I had never been nervous. It wasn't my thing. I walked into a room and everyone knew; I owned it. My whole brand was built on confidence. I had gone into meetings that were based on life or death (literally) and not even been a little scared.
But now, as I was driving my black Ferrari down to the beach, I could literally feel my hands shake. I wanted everything to be perfect, I brought the blanket, the food, the wine, extra clothes if she got cold, I had thought about EVERYTHING, because this needed to be the most incredible moment of my life. Why you may ask? Because I was telling the girl of my dreams that I love her, tonight.
«I don't expect any response from you, I know you can't handle being vulnerable. I usually can't either. But you make me want to be more vulnerable, and for our relationship to evolve I need to be the first one to open up» I said. She looked at me with confused eyes. I could sense that she knew what was coming but I couldn't read anything else than confusion in that sea of ice blue. Before I could hesitate anymore and question the whole thing I decided to just say it before it was too late.
Here goes nothing
«Evelyn, I love you»
"Then most of you"-
She took a deep breath and smiled. "Maxence, I love you too" She said back. My whole face lit up at the sound of her words. A smile appeared on my face and it was wider than ever. "Really?" I asked, "Really" She answered. Our smiles had never been bigger as I leaned down to kiss her. I felt an euphoric feeling that I never wanted to let go off. That moment right there, was the happiest I had ever been, and probably the happiest I would ever be again.
"Say it again" I whispered in her ear. She laughed. "Maxence, I love you". I kissed her soft spot. "I love you so much". I said against her skin. It was a whisper, but I knew she heard it clear as day. Just saying those words to her, warmed my heart. I had never felt more loved or in love. Nothing could compare to this. I never wanted this moment to end.
"Some"-
My mind wandered to last night, the best night of my life. Since the second she said she loved me back, until we fell asleep had been the happiest I had ever been. The sex had also been amazing, it really was different when it was with someone you loved and you had confirmed it was mutual love. I had always hated the words "making love", I had preferred "fuck" or just "sex". But what we did last night could not be described just with those two simple words, we really did make love. Yeah whatever ,call me corny, I don't care.
I knew she had felt all the emotions aswell, that's why I know that something must have been really urgent for her to just leave. I decided to just go in the shower and not overthink anything. I trusted her and knew that she would send me a text or call when she had the time. It felt nice to have someone to depend on like that again, I trusted her with all my heart and I felt safe with her. I hadn't felt like that about anyone since my parents died
"And now none of you"-
"I don't want to see you again".
"Take me back to the night we met".
The club came into view and I could already feel the hell that was gonna break loose. I loaded my guns and put on my leather jacket.
Well here we go.
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Authors note:
Hi everybody, we're so sorry it has been so long since we last posted. Our lives have been a little hectic, we both had covid and started new schools. So we didn't have any time to write nor post. We hope life will be a little less hectic so we can post more often. However we really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!😍