I woke up screaming and thrashing as I felt like Jack is touching me again. I tried to stop him, pushing him away from me but he wasn't budging. I was out of breath as the tears fall down my cheeks profusely
"Wake up!" A deep voice sounded from somewhere above me. I was too far yet it was comforting.
"Open your eyes, princess," someone said and I thought it was Mr handsome, my Mr handsome. I immediately open my eyes, and I saw a figure of a man leaning over me through my blurry eyes and then I cling to his neck.
"Please help me... please stop him. Tell him to go away." I pleaded with him. His arms comes around me as he gently caressed my back and I felt immense relief.
"Please Mr handsome, please help me," I said once more, my eyes were closed as I was hiding my face in his neck. He smells of cigarettes and his natural cologne a cologne that I know too well. The arms around me loosen instantly and he tensed.
"It's me, kitten," he said his voice a little frustrated. I opened my eyes as I moved away from him. I was in his room, on his bed. He was the one who was comforting me and I... I thought it was Mr handsome. He looked bothered as he gazed at me.
"You are alright, I have you," he said as he lightly caressed my cheeks wiping the remaining tears. I stopped crying as my initial shock subsides I felt regret for calling him Mr handsome. It feels so wrong!
He stood up and I looked around the room, his room was the same as him all black, cold and dark yet so serene. I felt relief around him, in his sanctuary. On my right side, there were large room-to-floor windows that leads to a high balcony. I can't help but admire the view from here. From here I can see the stars and the moon in all their glory.
He cleared his throat and when I looked at him he was holding out a glass of water for me. I was parched so I gulped down the whole content of the glass in one go. He gave me a sharp look and frowned a little.
"Easy!" He said and I turn red and slowed down. He sighed and sat in front of me after putting the empty glass on the side table. He holds my both hands in his much larger hands. I can't help but admire the way my hands fit his perfectly as if they are made for each other. I was still in my thoughts when he moved my hands towards his lips and kissed both of my hands and then ... he pressed my hands on both of his closed eyes as he sighed.
"Never in my life had I ever felt those emotions, I never thought I am capable of being... you got me scared, Kitten. I thought I won't be able to see you again and ..." my hands were still pressed to his eyes as he opened his heart in front of me for the first time in my life. I can tell it's taking everything in him to open up. I never thought Hunter of all people would be so worried for me.
"I don't want to feel like that ever again!" He decided as he looked up at me, my hands still in his now in his lap. As he caresses his thumb over the backside.
"Got it?" He said sternly and a smile appear on my lips at his way of scolding me.
"I never intend to do that in the first place... it all happened ..." I paused as I think back to everything that happened a few hours ago. I closed my eyes as I took deep breath. I have had enough of crying for today, I don't think I have the energy to cry anymore.
"I told you to wait for me at the bookshop, why did you leave?" He asked me, he was upset with me that I can tell.
"He called me ... and I thought he is hurt. He was so sad and I thought he needed a friend. I never thought he would do something like that. He was my good friend" I said in a small voice as a tear streamed down my cheek. He wiped it with his thumb.
"Don't waste your tears for someone like him?" he said in a firm yet gentle voice. I looked up at him and that thought I had a few days ago struck me again. How I wish he was him! Mr handsome!
I rubbed my forehead and mistakenly touched the bandage on my forehead. I flinched in pain.
"You should take some sleep" he said as he motion for me to lie down.
"No... it's okay. I have to go back, I can't take your room... you must be tired too and I don't want to be a bother to you..." I felt bad for always troubling him. I move to stand up from the bed when he held my wrist stopping me from moving.
"Don't! Sleep!" He ordered with that same hard and firm voice that he usually use. I immediately lied down and he covered me with his blanket with his scent still lingering in them. I inhaled it unconsciously and I felt safe. He caressed my hair lightly as he sat at the edge of the bed.
"Don't worry! I am here with you" he assured me and I closed my eyes trusting him with my life.
The next morning I woke up to find him sitting on the chair beside my bed with his hands enclosed with mine. I smiled and tried to sit up with my hands still enclosed in his. I rubbed my eyes with my other hand. His soft snores filling the room, I felt bad for him. He stayed in this uncomfortable angle the whole night. I looked at his arms as his sleeves were rolled up.
His arms were covered with tattoos of all shapes. There is some in different languages. I saw a small word near his inner elbow. I scoffed lightly with amusement. It was the name of his first love, Bella in black cursive. He really do love his bike more than anything. He woke up with a start as he looked around and then his gaze fell on me and he sighed in relief.
"You are awake!" He stated as he lean a little forward and kissed the back of my hand and then stood up. His action so natural and discreet as if didn't realize what he did. I sat there with red cheeks looking on the floor unable to meet his gaze.
"The cook will be out there and must have prepared the breakfast already. Go fresh up then we will head outside" he told me and helped me stand up.
I walked in the bathroom, when I stood in front of mirror. I cringed at the way I look, my haira mess, flying here and there. The braid I made with so much care long gone. My hair are back to their usual curls but a knotted mess. My eyes are red and swollen with dark circles around it. I look so ugly and pathetic. The bandage on the right side of my forehead.
I washed my face again and again until I was sure I am clean. My bandage is already wet but I don't care. I brushed my teeth with the spare tooth brush that I found in the cabinet. I tamed my hairs with the hair brush I found in one of the drawer. It took almost half an hour.
When I walked outside, Hunter was waiting for me all dressed up and fresh. He must have use another bathroom.
"Let's go" he said and motioned me to walk out as he walked behind me. It was the first time I came on this floor. I already saw the first floor of his penthouse but not this floor. There are two more rooms in the hallway. I walked downstairs and towards the kitchen.
The table was already set with the breakfast but there wasn't anyone around. I sat down on the chair and he did the same as he sat infront of me. He only took black coffee.
"You are not eating?" I asked him.
"No I only take black coffee for breakfast" he said and I frowned slightly. It's an unhealthy way of starting a day.
After breakfast I told him that I want to go back to my apartment. He stayed quite for a while then nod.
"Will you be alright?" He asked. I nodded but he didn't seem to like it.
"I want to hear you say it" he grumbled.
"Yes I will be fine" I huffed a little.
"Your bag and your phone" he said as he gave me things which were kept on the coffee table in the living room.
"I turned off your phone, it was ringing continuously" he told me and I was shocked to hear that my phone is still working but the way Jack threw it I wasn't expecting it to work.
"Hunter!" I called his name and he hummed lightly.
"What happened to Jack?" I asked and this seem to anger him.
"You don't have to worry about him, you won't see him again" he told me with such rage that I kept quiet and walked towards the door. He was following me the whole way, when I stepped inside the elevator he came in with me. I looked at him in question, he only shrugged.
"Making sure that you reach your apartment safely" he said and I can't help but look at him. How can he be so calm while stirring my inside with his gestures.
He is making it hard not to fall for him, anybody in my place would already have but... Maybe I too have fallen for him already!