He took care of me; he didn't even send me back to my place, and I was just staying in his condo. Plus, he never went to work, and I'm not sure if that was his own decision or if he was forced to due to he was unwilling to leave me.
"You can go to work, Raven; I can take care of myself. You're just overreacting," I instructed him as he served me water. I forgot I still had a sprain, so I picked up the glass with my right hand and drank. "Damn it!" I cursed myself because my wrist felt weighty.
"And you told me not to watch over you?" He fixed the fallen glass; luckily, it was plastic, so it just rang and didn't break into pieces. Then he wiped away the water that fell on the floor.
What crap for ruining the fun, Cbiara Blair? I want to scold myself for making the situation worse.
"Just stay there; I'll get a new one, and don't say anything." He turned and walked.
"I can handle it!" I yelled at his back.
"Handle your face." How annoying I am, isn't she? I just want to lift the situation but I tend to be silly. What a nice thing, right? I sarcastically laugh in my mind.
I can't wait for him to serve me again, and after a little while, I'll be incapacitated given that I can't do anything anymore. Take a walk on their rooftop with a lovely view, especially at night, then sleep, dine, and choose a movie to watch. It was exhausting, but it was only a few days, so I knew everything would be finished.
"What do you want to watch?"
"Something good," I answered lazily, I really don't know what's good to watch. "Something that is fantasy if possible." I grinned, and his face splashed with a bright smile.
He moved as I was looking at my hand; why did he do so? I've been suffering here, and Raven's presence and watching is a heavy burden on my heart. I'm not sure, but the restriction is intense every time he's near me. I feel like I'm going mad, but as usual, I just stay here and don't say anything.
The movie began, and I was completely engrossed; he was the one who brought me food. I live like a princess in Raven's hands; even when I'm about to stand up, he can help me and never takes his gaze away from me.
"You focus on what you're doing, Raven; don't mind me." I disobeyed him; he was cooking, but less than a second later he was in front of me again, looking at me. "You'll burn your whole condo," I added, so he stormed back into the kitchen while I secretly smiled.
***
I was on the terrace as the sun went down. The sunset was a stunning blend of pink and orange, and I could nearly simply look at it. I couldn't take my gaze away from it; it was as if the world was healing while I was looking at it. Every time I gaze at the breathtaking environment, I feel as if I have never seen anything like it in my entire life.
I bit my lower lip. A lot of things could happen, but I'm here to admire how lovely the world is. The man is on the other side and will always support me no matter what. He didn't even abandon me all the time; how could this man be so good to me?
"Why are you so good to me?" I looked to the other side before he caught me looking at him. "I mean, you have a job, but you put it aside to take care of me. Are you guilty because your mother did this to me?"
"Is that what you have in mind?" He asked me back. I kept my mouth shut because I couldn't answer his question. I mean, that's what I think, but what would I sum up if he asked me another thing once again? "Didn't I tell you I was courting you?"
"Isn't that just part of the deal?" I ask him back, and now I look at him. I want to avoid his sticky gaze on me, but why do his eyes seem to be calling me? "We had a deal, and everything is just for show, so you don't need to pretend when it's just the two of us."
"Pretending?" He scoffed. The first thing in his eyes was anger. "Is that what you really think? That everything is just for show?!" I gulped when his face went near me. I tried to get away from his sight, but his gaze on me was like eating me but calming me down.
I aggressively glared at him, "Why, isn't that what we're really talking about? Don't say that you hope I'll fall for you. Come on, Raven, you know I told you before that a Smith is just a piece of trash in my life. I just used you, and you did the same to me."
"That's what you think after all the effort I put in?" He pulled back. He combed his hair as if he wanted to explode, but he couldn't do anything because he couldn't tell me because it was me. "Damn Cbiara, I didn't just take a leave to take care of you just because of our deal."
"Why? What do you feel about me, huh? That you want me, that you want me? No! You just only need me in bed, and I need you for my revenge, and that's the end of our relationship with each other." I hissed. I wanted him to wake up to the fact that we were only there.
I don't want him to interfere with my plans. I mean, he can, because I need him, but not this way. I don't want him to be like this to me because I forget what I should do and what my goal is. He leads me astray on the wrong path.
"Is that so, Cbiara? Is that what you think?" He came closer to me, one of my hands holding rails, and swallowed my saliva. "Well, then go for it." Suddenly, he pressed me with a deep kiss, aggressive, hurt, and as if he were punishing me.
He even bit my lower lip, so I moaned from the pain I was feeling.
"Stop this Raven!" I pleaded, but he was hardheaded. I made him angry that he did this to me; it was like I was going to die of pain.
"No! I'll fvcking fvck you with no mercy," he embarked, and then he carried me, Luke, a bride, and threw me on the bed. "Is that what you think of me? Because I want benefits for you? Fvck it, Cbiara!" He screamed throughout the room, making me cry and close my eyes. But for a few minutes, I didn't hear anyone approaching me, and it turned out that he was gone; he had left me.
I was shaking; I thought he was going to do something bad to me, god! How could this man be impossible? I just sat there for a few hours; I wasn't even moved from my place.
I don't know what went wrong with our conversation. Why do I have to make a scene? I should have just shut my fvcking mouth!
That night, I decided to go home; I did not say goodbye and did not see him. I'm not sure, but we both need distance; what just happened wasn't good. Our responses fueled a fire that should not be extinguished.
I'm not sure what will happen the next day or the following days. What shall I do to this man? Can I still confront him? I bit my lip a lot before hitting my head. Everything is my fault; if my mouth hadn't been so sharp, everything would be fine.
It happened at such a pace that I fell asleep while crying. Everything was just so fast. It was as if I closed my eyes and we stopped paying attention.
The next morning, I awoke with aching eyes. I looked foolish, looking at the ceiling and hoping for a miracle. What will you do now, Cbiara Blair? You messed up your plan, damn it! Why aren't you more careful?
I heard someone knocking; my heart beat faster than usual. I was thinking that it was Raven; I didn't know what to feel. What should I say first? I fixed myself and then went down; it didn't hurt so much to move my hand.
"There it is!" I shouted when I was in the living room. When I opened it, my smile faded when Roux was the one who opened my morning. "What are you doing here?" The air suddenly changed when he saw his face.
"Aren't you going to let me in?"
"Why? Who are you to enter my house? And then Lethia might see us, so leave." I pushed him using my left hand.
"Don't be stubborn, Blair. Your hand isn't good yet; take it away now. I'll take care of you." It was as if he didn't hear what I said, so my ears perked up even more.
"You had a wife, so why are you touching me?"
"She won't know, and if she knew, she wouldn't care; we all have something to hide, right?" He plastered a vanquished smile on his face. Is he serious this time?
"You're crazy, Roux! Stop nearing me!" I widened my eyes at him, but he just laughed like a madman.
"Why don't we talk? About us, about you, how are you? That's all; we won't do anything." He chuckled. That was my favorite music before, but now I hated it.
"Stop this," I shouted in front of his face. "Please release me because if you don't, the whole Itacha will know every secret that you did." I threatened him and slammed the door perfectly.
All of my pain returned—hatred, fury, resentment—and I felt like strangling their necks one by one. They should be thankful, I wasn't a murderer, but rather a killer in my thoughts. Just one more time, and if you don't stop me, I'm going to whip out a gun and blow up all of your stink.