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Living with a Hot Devil chapter 16: No Decent Night Sleep
Mekaela steadied him on the couch armrest, setting him down. She peered at his drunken state. The heavy blush that feathered across his face made Mekaela smile inwardly. When was a time this man below her looked like a callow schoolboy?
Mekaela snorted. Hardly ever. Nothing could destroy Tyler's cool demeanor. Well, except if you include the men she met since she moved in and the ones who tried to hit on her. Mekaela winced.
Tyler could get pretty jealous. And add to that, what happened today with Carter, she bet her whole hard-earn-cash he was pretty upset. Though she had a hard time reading his reaction. First he looked cold and upset, next he whispered softly in her ear, and now - Mekaela gazed at Tyler fast asleep- she couldn't tell if he was still livid or not. Drunk or not.
It wasn't like she wanted to grab Carter intimately against her. They were just running around and it happened that he caught them at the wrong moment. He misinterpreted their position. Carter and her were just childhood friends and Carter's interest is of the same gender-
Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
Mekaela jumped looking up startled, her gaze drawing to the entrance door. oh right, the person waiting at the door. Shoot,she got distracted. Getting up from the sofa she slowly walked to the door and looked through the peephole once again.
It was a woman with heavy red locks.
Mekaela arched a curious brow. This woman... she didn't know her. never seen her in the apartment before.
The woman pressed the bell with her index finger again and a bit more impatiently. Mekaela's eyebrow twitched with mild irritation. She guessed the redhead didn't give a damn if she was disturbing others in the building that was trying to get at least a decent sleep. It was way past midnight now, Mekaela looked over her shoulder to read the time on the clock.
Only party goers gyrating the busy nightclubs and street were still awake.
Tyler groaned at the irritating amount of noise the buzzer was producing. His head was throbbing in exuberant pain. "Open the door, Mekaela! C'mon, just open it! Fuckin'-" It wasn't as smooth as he wanted to be. But with all the alcohol he drank and the commotion the other person on the other side was making, Tyler felt like his head was about to crack open.
"Wha--" Shock register in her mind. She knew that he didn't mean to use that demanding irritated tone on her, but she couldn't help but feel a bit hurt. She'd never seen him drunk before, and being aware that he was right now made her a bit uneasy. Mekaela let the thought of his tone aside.
At this kind of hour, I wonder what she needs. I have never seen her before in my life. She couldn't be a neighbor in this floor. She... might be a family member of Tyler. Yah, that's probably right. though, he never said anything about having siblings- but then I never ask him nor did he say... She thought unlocking the locks in a quick manner, twisting the doorknob to meet dark blue eyes behind pink oversized Gucci (is it okay to use brand names in the story guys? Let me know thank you) shades, she asked politely pushing aside her curiosity. "May I hel--" But she was cut short.
"Where's my husband, you slut?"
The menacing glare she got from the redhead made Mekaela blinked.
Shock registered.
For the first time in her life, this was the first someone called her a slut. She heard it way too many time from the TV dramas she watched to recognize it. She wasn't a slut. A slut was a woman who slept with several guys promiscuously and Mekaela was definitely not one of them. Tyler was her first. And she loves him so much; she didn't even dare to think of another man, aside from TV drama hotties.
Mekaela could feel her heartimmediately stop. A word rang in her head making her puzzle.
Wait-- did she say H-Husband? Tyler...?
"Hus-Husband-W-wha--Excuse me?"
"Don't play with me, you whore, where's my husband?!" the woman crossed her arms, her eyes piercing with foul furry. She tried peering inside the flat but a tall manly figure appeared. She instantly recognized the man blocking her view of the flat. The woman wasn't very surprised. She narrowed her eyes on him.
"Ma-Maria!" Tyler's eyes lingered at the intruder until something clicked in. His mind pinched open at the recollection of the person in front of him.
"That's right, honey. Remember me?"
Oh, he remembered all right. His eyebrows furrowed.
Mekaela's heart sank as she looked at the person she hoped to prove the woman's lie is false. She said in a low choked choice, "Ty-Tyler?"
...Tell me it's not true...
...Tell me it's all a bad dream...
...That I'll wake up with you beside me...
And have you tickle me with kisses...
Mekaela could see that he swallowed a drunken gulp down his throat. He blinked a couple of times, he felt like the whole room was rotating. "Maria, what--what are you doing he--here?" He had a hard time forming the sentence as memories rushed into his mind with full force. he could feel a migraine coming.
The woman looked from Mekaela to him. "What do you think?" She looked at Mekaela with a superior aura lifting her chin up, "I came back to take you home, darling." She purred the last word.
Mekaela was speechless. She was between a man who according to this woman said to be her husband and a woman who she thought was Tyler's sister.
The word 'wife' and 'husband' kept running throughout her head.
Maria pushed the brunette aside, shoulders bumping into each other, walking towards her husband inspecting his worn-out appearance. She brushed his unshaven look, the newly five o'clock shadow pricked under her fingertips with irritation. "Miss me?" she asked, her voice sultry. She pecked him on the lips leaving a dark rouge lipstick mark.
Tyler looked at the woman in his arms startled. Hw was confused and flushed with confusion. "I--" before he got another word out, he ehard a thud. his roommate hit her naked heel against the wall. he turned his vision to the stricken brunette. "Mekae--"
"I ca-can't--believe you!" she stuttered, her voice clipped. "You-you're...married-"
Too speechless fro words, Mekaela turned and ran out of the apartment.
Maria dodged her pressing herself more to her husband. She snickered at the dramatic scene and turned to her Tyler. "Well, she made it easy. Wouldn't you say that, sweetie?"
Tyler's mind throbbed.
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Mekaela knew something ripped inside her when she saw that woman pressed her lips against Tyler's mouth.
He head snapped upwards staring at the flight of stairs she ran down from, her chest heaving heavily from the long descent. She had no idea where she was going to, with no place to stay, she wouldn't let herself walk back to the apartment and brush everything away for the night like nothing ever happened. The confusion, the guilt started to sip in and the betrayal soon followed after. Mekalea bi the inside of her cheek, wiping off the fallen tears, promising herself not to break into tears again. She shuddered.
She shouldn't have called him all those sweet puppy names.
She shouldn't have shared his bed when she knew it was a bad idea in the first place. Her curiosity had to win, stubborn thing. And it did. it made her bite her cheek harder.
She... shouldn't have made him comfy in her heart. She shouldn't have let him dig so far deep. So far that she wouldn't let him go. Her heart felt heavy, like it was about to explode in agonizing pangs.
Worst of all, she shouldn't have been so stubborn to move in with a man who in the first looked like someone who break hearts for a living! That miserable jerk had a wife!
... But he couldn't have... Ty--Tyler said she was his only one. And...and, she believed him. All of it. All the lies.
Still too stunned and shock by everything, Mekaela pushed open the exit door and ran like she never ran before, barefoot and negligee-clad. Tears streamed down her face as her heart pounded with heaviness. The disgusting fact sipped in her tired and livid thoughts.
He's... married...
Tyler... h-he's married...
She stared at the door she stood in front of. After a few knocks the owner opened the door with a tired yawn. He rubbed his eyes. "Who in the hell at this ungodly hour-" His eyes snapped open when he saw who it was. "Hey--The brunette chick from the elevator-- Me-Mekaela, am I right?"
The brunette nodded her eyes shifted to the floor. His hair reminded her of Tyler's at night. She bit her lip, holding back choked tears.
Giovanni's tired eyes peered down at her almost revealing nightgown.
before he could utter a dumb sex joke, the brunette jumped on him.
"Woahw, there girl!" He was taken aback. She was squeezing the life out of him! He tried soothing her out of her hold but it made her sob harder. He wasn't so familiar with her, so why did she come to him in the middle of the night? He could swear on his deathbed, he knew he gave her his address as a joke and only meant as a joke--well, till her pretty boyfriend gave him a big bruiser. Boy, did he had trouble explaining it to his girl; she kept thinking he'd gotten into a fight, again. Anyhow, to his surprise, he didn't know that- he looked over his shoulder to the brunette -Hello-Kitty- would come over all of a sudden.
"Giovanni?" A woman wearing a big black t-shirt that was clearly his underneath a big blue robe came out of the master bedroom with a long exhausted yawn. "why aren't you coming back to bed-" She stopped short when she saw whom he was hugging. The sleepiness running out her system, She narrowed her brows squinting in the dark light. It was... one of the waitresses. Her coworker.
"Me-Mekaela...?" Anna looked at her boyfriend with instant askance at their embrace.
"Anna-" Giovanni noticed how Anna was looking at him. It wasn't the first time. "What-I-I didn't do anything!! She came onto me!" If Anna was trying to put two and two together between he and the brunette, his girlfriend was so wrong! He assured her, trying to pry off the sobbing girl.
"Then why is she crying?!"
"How would I know?!" He wanted to know as well the reason of her sudden appearance! He seriously was joking about the invitation to his apartment!
Anna calmed down. "What's wrong with her then?" she asked the question in a soft voice.
Giovanni shrugged and sighed. "Beats me. She latched onto me before she told me anything."
Anna walked to the brunette and brushed some strand of soaked hair off her face. "Mekaela?"
The brunette looked up to see her supervisor. She was a bit startled. "Anna?"
Anna nodded. Looking at her attire as her boyfriend did, she soothed the brunette with an entry to the apartment. "Why don't you come in? I'll make you some coffee." She took off the robe she was wearing and placed it over the younger brunette.
Nodding slowly, Mekaela accepted the warm robe and walked in.
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The strong rich perfume that she wore made him lightheaded; it didn't go with her well, recollection of broken memories kept flashing through his mind. His heart twisted once again.
"Well, did you miss me, love?" Maria whispered the words closely to Tyler's ears. Her warm breath melted nothing but turned ice when it touched his skin. Her voice is the epitome of annoyance to him. Others would say otherwise. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
His cloudy mind tried to register everything that happened a few minutes ago. Mekaela left. Maria came back. He was now sitting in the same damn circle he swore to never come back again to. But he did. He did this to himself, again. And he dragged the only person he realized was his true one. And the only one. She was naive and tender. And he... he- Tyler rubbed the migraine rushing to his head. With the drinks he drank it hard to push off the striking pain that wouldn't elude him.
He turned to his so-called wife. His jaw went taut at the sight of her. "What are you doing here?" He asked pushing her off him at an arm distance.
"Well, I guess you weren't obviously listening." She sounded pissed. "I guess that happens when you invite certain whores-"
Tyler's eyebrows furrowed, he gripped her shoulders, his nails digging deep. "Don't you dare" he growled. If he could change what he done before, Mekaela wouldn't have run away like she did. If he could, he would. And if God knows where she's now, he hoped she was safe. He would loathe himself forever id she weren't.
He wanted to so badly run after her, bu he knew if he did, that there was no point. Mekaela wouldn't listen even if he tried. Her thought would be to scattered and heart shattered. Also, he didn't know where to look. She was probably not at her brother's and couldn't be at her best friends', Scathys'. She was engaged and probably is living with Mekaela's brother.
Tyler frowned.
She could be at Carters'.
"Well, isn't that sweet, my husband trying to defend mistress instead of wrapping his cold insensitive likeness around his wife."
He hissed and snapped. "Don't you dare call yourself my wife! You're the one who cheated on me!" The excruciating migraine came back in full force. He forced his eyes shut at the image still burning at the back of his mind, his wife fucking the bellman in their Honeymoon suite. Did she realize how many nights he wasn't able to sleep at the thought of her adultery?
"What do you really want, Maria?" He was sick and tired of her hollow apologies. If she wanted to know the reason why he moved from the apartment they shared, she should damn well know the reason! "Why did you come here for, you conniving--" He stopped himself.
She sounded hurt if she even tried with her acting skills. What an actress. She would surely win an Oscar. "Why, you, of course!" She didn't even deny him of the mere act! "Yes, Tyler," she came closer, "say it, go ahead, call me a bitch, If that's what I deserve to be your wife again-"
He glared at her and her acts.
"Hey, can you keep it down?" a tenant from the end of the hall called out.
Tyler turned to the neighbor dressed in sleeping wear. Before he could say anything, Maria beat him to it. He soft cheery voice got the man to leave the case. It's the fakeness of her voice that tickled his thread-like patience. no matter what she did, he would not fall for it. She was an imitation of every man's dream but in his, she wasn't anymore. "You don't deserve anything. Not even the forgiveness from me. You brought this on yourself!"
He rubbed his throbbing temple. "Don't you realize what you've done?" He added, the glare from his eyes piercing into hers, with anger.
Maria bit her lips and spoke. "Don't you?" She unlaced her dark fur coat opened, wide enough for him to see.
Tyler straightened his posture at her next words.
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"Here you go."
"Thank you." Mekaela received the coffee mug from Giovanni and took a long sip. Her thoughts were still jumbled. She dried off all her tears with the tissue Anna offered her but that didn't mean that her heart wasn't shattered into pieces.
"Do you want to talk about it? I bet it was that no-good boyfriend of yours that made you cry like this." Giovanni said sitting down beside Anna, who sat next to Mekaela on a three -seat couch.
Mekaela lips quivered as he hit the bullseye. She bit them to stop the tears from coming out.
"Giovanni!" Anna hit him on the arm at his insensitiveness. They both guessed he hit the spot when Mekaela's form quivered.
"Ow! What? I thought she wanted to share-"
"I can't believe Tyler did this to me." Mekaela spoke not even conscious that the couples were talking. Mekaela stared into the mug, her eyes not leaving the warm dark liquid that really resembled Tyler's dark locks. "I thought he love me. He was always conscious of me." Her voice broke. "But I never thought he- that I,I, was the one he cheated with." She looked up at the couple. "He's married."
"I let him lure me in his trap without even noticing it." Mekaela sniffled.
"Oh, Mekaela." Anna brought her near her as she sat back into her seat, letting her talk on her shoulder.
"Why am I so stupid? How could I not see?"
"You're not." Giovanni spoke surprising both women. "It's him. He's the one who mess up with this great girl I see." He patted her shoulder. "If he can't see what a great wonderful girl you are the he doesn't deserve you. There's tons of others who would kill to have a wonderful girl like you."
His words touched her; almost made her choke back her words. "Thank you, GIovanni." Mekaela managed a smile holding back her tears.
Anna nudged her boyfriend. "Hey, finally you said the right words."
Giovanni grinned at her teasingly. "Learned from the best of course."
Anna blushed and whispered something to her boyfriend, making him laugh and grin.
Mekaela stared at the couple. For once, she realized what true love really looked like. What Giovanni and Anna had was something irreplaceable. She looked down at the coffee mug. If she could just change everything and start over again, maybe Tyler wouldn't lie to her and would want her like Giovanni wanted Anna.
Mekaela bit her lips.
Stop dreaming Mekaela, she told herself getting up. If Tyler loves you, he wouldn't have lied to you all along. Just move on. Her heart twisted at the last words.
"I think I should go." Mekaela spoke up placing the mug on the coffee table in front of her. "I'm really sorry for disrupting your sleep; it's really late. I didn't mean to bring my problems here."
"No, no, Mekaela, you can stay. It's really fine."
"You can sleep in the spare room."
"No, it's okay. You guys have been really nice to me." She walked to the door. "I should really thank you. Eh, but, I got nothing on me." She looked down at herself, remembered what she was wearing and blushed at the double meaning.
"You can borrow some of my stuff if you like." Anna offered. "I got spare."
Feeling a little guilty, Mekaela nodded with a thank you.
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Wearing Giovanni's white blazer with Anna's light pink sweater and nearly-tight blue jeans under her negligee made her warm and welcome but she had to leave. She didn't want to be a burden like shw was to Maeson and Scathy and especially to Tyler.
They let her make a quick call.
"Are you sure, you have a place to stay for a while?" Anna asked worried.
Mekaela took thought on that for the whole while in the night. She cried most of the part. Not in the outside but deep inside.
Slowly she said, "Yah," she turned to the shorter blond, "thanks for everything."
"No problem," Anna rubbed her back soothingly.
"Hey, when you need something, just call us. We are here for you." Giovanni pinched her cheek lightly.
Nodding with a light blush, Mekaela hugged them both before leaving.
She slowly walked down the stairs to the open gate, pushed it and crossed the street carefully. She didn't want to dirty Anna's red and white polka dot flats. They certainly looked brand new and never worn. They must have cost a lot if she's surely not wearing them.
Mekaela shiveed as she felt as slight breeze pass through her. She wrapped the blazer tighter around her.
She heard a shout from behind her. Mekaela slightly turned around to see a forest green convertible with it's leather rooftop on. She instantly recognized the driver. He was calling out to her.
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~End of Hot Devil chapter 16~
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