Chapter 105 Head On
Eden’s Point of View
A small frown knitted on my forehead as I wobbled out of the ward, only to be met with Thorne some centimeters away from the door. I sucked in a deep breath, glanced at him briefly before trying to walk away.
I became stunned when he suddenly grabbed my arms, and I twisted away from him sharply.
“What?” I asked, looking him in the eyes in confusion.
“I need to talk to you.” He said, and I ignored him as I tried to walk past him. He blocked me with his body. I looked around, wondering if he didn’t realize that we were in public and he was suspiciously invading my privacy.
“I have nothing to say to you,” I said, as I tried to pass him again, but he stretched his legs forward as he blocked me again. “Thorne, please, I am so tired.”
“I need to speak to you.” He grabbed my arms and dragged me off to a more secluded place, and this time I didn’t struggle with him, because I knew he wasn’t going to let me go, and yelling would only draw unnecessary attention to us.
“Please make it quick, I have other places to go to,” I told him sternly, folding my arms across my chest.
“Why are you avoiding me?” He asked as he slammed me into the wall, his hands on each side of my shoulder, and I felt my heart stop in my chest.
He was too close to me; the scent of his cologne tickled my nose.
“Get away from me.” My eyes darted around to see that no one was coming. “Stop.”
“Tell me, why are you avoiding me?” His voice was low but serious. “It doesn’t help that I was placed on a night shift; I know Theron has something to do with it. He badly wants to keep me away from you, and guess what, I will fight for you.”
“Don’t. You should stay away from me.” I warned him. “I want nothing to do with you.” “Don’t you think you are being unfair?” He asked curiously, his fingers trailed along my face and cheeks. “You hate me so much for something Theron did for so many years, and even though I am here trying to make it right, you just won’t listen to me.”
“Stop touching me.” I snapped as I shoved him away. “What do you think people will say when they find us together? That I am cheating on my husband with his brother?”
“Don’t call him that!” He suddenly rasped, and I felt my heart sink; he seemed very agitated. “He is not your husband; he is just a thief—someone who stole you from me.”
“No, it isn’t his fault that you were stupid,” I yelled back at him. “How does deleting my contact from your phone stop you from reaching out to me for all those years, and why do you seem to have forgiven yourself for cheating on me? Even if it happened just once, the point is that it did happen. Now, when I am finally able to get my life back, you want to ruin it, don’t you? Do you get off seeing me miserable?”
“What are you talking about, Babe?” He asked in a shaky voice, as his fingers sank into his hair.
“Don’t you ever dare call me that again?” I warned him. “You lost the right to call me that ever since we broke up. I am a married woman now, and I would like for you to respect that.” I was about to leave when he suddenly pulled me back again.
“You don’t even love him, your eyes are swollen with tears, you’re unhappy with him—everyone can see that.” He complained bitterly. “When was the last time you genuinely smiled or laughed? You are not as radiant as you used to…like you were when you were with me.”
“You are making a huge mistake if you think I was happier with you. Yes, I had a lot of radiance, and that was because I was younger.” I explained that, instead of running away from him, I think I should face him head-on and get him off my back once and for all. “And guess who stole that radiance from me? It was you… I wasn’t smiling because I was happy, I was smiling because I was young and dumb, I was like a mindless idiot in love with someone who doesn’t even give two fucks about me. Do you think I didn’t know your friends always made fun of me, and you did nothing to stop them, you were physically and emotionally unavailable when I needed you the most. And my God, I can realize just how toxic and unhealthy my relationship with you was now that I am with a real man.”
His breath hitched as he stared hard and down at me in disbelief.
“You want to know why I have tears in my eyes? Theron did nothing to me, unless I begin to tell you all the things he did for me. I am just amazed and mesmerized at how someone could selflessly sacrifice themselves for me.” I continued the tightness in my chest dissolving, even though Theron didn’t tell me what I wanted to hear, he was a million times better than Thorne. “This is me getting over all the toxic relationships that I have been through now that I am in a healthy and stable relationship. Why do you think I want to ruin it for someone like you?” “Are you saying you don’t love me anymore?” He asked curiously.
“You are sick for asking me such a question,” I told him intently. “Instead of Theron, you are the psychopath, the one who should be watched. Don’t ever speak to me on this issue again. The next time you do, I will make sure you regret it.”
“Doctor Eden?” We both heard a small voice from behind, and my eyes darted towards Lola and Felicia, who both had horrified looks on their faces.
I outstretched my hands for them, a little relieved they were here to rescue me, but also embarrassed because of the situation I was in.
“I’m sorry, you all must have been looking for me,” I muttered as I walked towards them. Thorne didn’t try to stop me anymore, because we now had company. This was the perfect timing. I could escape Thorne, and the worst timing because I should explain to them, or they might have the wrong idea.
The silence between the three of us was awkward as we watched the lobby.
“I used to date Thorne back in high school,” I confessed. “And he doesn’t seem to understand the meaning of ex-boyfriend.”