Chapter 6 Please I'm sorry
Chapter 6
My hands shook as cold shivers run down my spine. His blood drip down and I almost cried.
What have I done?
I felt his warm palm wrapped against mine as he pulled the knife out with my hand.
I almost retched but then I caused it. His lips let out a silent grunt, he was in pain.
"It's okay Ariana, just face it" he mutters, placing a palm on my shoulder and I screeched resting my back on the wall and quivering.
I'm not fine, I just stabbed him and my hands still had his blood. What have I done?
"Are you hurt?" He mutters, his voice filled my head as he touches all over my body.
For a moment, I felt safe yet scared, why was he acting as though it doesn't hurt when it does?
I shook my head and tried to touch his lower abdomen but he flung my hand away.
That was cold and it made me saddened. I meant no harm but only trying to help.
He took the knife and staggered towards the door.
"I'd be fine, just get a good night rest"
How is that possible? I knew he'd call a maid to stay with me but they were freaked out by my act.
Weakly, I drew closer to him, all I needed was administer first aid at least because watching him in that state because of me was terrifying.
"But you're hurt, I can help..."
"I don't need any help!" He retorts sarcastically and I noted that in his tone.
My body shuddered as I wasn't prepared for this side of his. I never meant any harm and he must be pissed off.
His hand has reach for the door knob but the unsettled me went further to speak.
"Then, let's call a hospital, it's an emergency..."
"I give the orders here and you have to obey me" his tone was loud yet not aggressive.
He didn't want anything relating to the hospital and was strongly against.
I folded my lips, trying so hard to breath as what he says rings loud in my head that even here, I'd be controlled.
Whenever I was anxious, I couldn't think straight. Right that moment, I was a monster and aiding him out was what I needed to do.
He was bleeding profusely yet kept a straight face at me. I could help but he wasn't letting me.
"You're bleeding, is there a first aid kit, I'm quite good..."
"Back off!" He growl throwing a glare at me and I froze.
Hastily, he moved to the closet, took a t-shirt and used his hands to rip it off. I watch as he folded it and placed it on his abdomen to hold the building.
Then, he moves to the telephone sitting on the table in my room and then said to the receiver;
"Meet me in the study room"
Immediately he said those lines, he terminated the call, took a glimpse at me, then walk to the door. I didn't get to hear the voice of whosoever was the receiver but ravyen's voice was harsh.
I was shocked he couldn't open the door knob, probably, he was jumpy and in a rush.
To be sincere, I felt he'd die in my hands and his emotions weren't visible except for a sudden anger.
He lowered his eyes to his abdomen, placing a palm around that region.
I watch as he rolled his eyes with an expression of contempt. What do I do? I was panicking yet afraid to touch him.
"Please... I'm so sorry...I never meant it..."
He folded his fist as though I was a pain in the neck. Perhaps, my voice wasn't letting him concentrate, neither was the door helping.
"Would you have apologized if it were him? You aren't getting something straight Ariana... never let them know you're scared"
That was it, his lines were just perfect for this situation. I just have to act as though I wasn't scared when deep in my heart, I was petrified.
Just as I was about to give him a response, he flung the door open and I ran to obstruct his path, slamming back the door with my back.
I doubt if he were prepared for that as he was just an inche closer to me. Studying me with those mesmerizing eyes, his sturdy body and strict face.
Oh the sensation I was feeling at that moment but his life was more important.
My eyes settled on his lips and I shut my eyes, feeling embarrassed to even roll out a word.
"Let's see, you want me to bleed to death?"
His words spurred my eyes opened as I just realized I went numb for a minute.
That was a reminder that he was still in the room and bleeding because the shirt he used wasn't helping.
He was getting soaked in his blood and I was lost in his physique.
I met this gaze again as he had grabbed me by the wrist to move me from the door.
He was gawping at me and the way I hesitated troubles him.
His eyes were the only means to understand him.
"Fine then, Mr rav, you'd sit down to get treated or die bleeding!" I bark back glaring at him.
"What?" He exclaimed as his glare softens. Ravyen moved away from me as his eyes were on the clock.
It was as though he was getting annoyed over the time or me.
"Who do you think you are!" He snarls throwing that angry gaze at me.
I needed to muster up courage if I'd want my revenge and he was my ticket. One thing I was sure of was knowing my place.
"Your wife! and I demand it, sit down rav!"
He ducked his head at me, licked his lower lips and scoffed unbelievably.
He stomp his feet closer, his chest pinned against me, his elbow arched over my head.
I was lost again, trying to hard to stay under control as his hot breath fanned me.
My eyes lowers at his face as I duck my head, feeling sweaty and trying so hard not to let my discharge spill.
He was so hot, I just realized it and the T-shirt he wore revealed his broad chest, partly as the buttons lost it's way around there.
His abs were visible, I shouldn't be doing this but my body wanted him.
"It's on paper Aria, get that straight"
Those words hits hard and disappointed flush on my face. He was right, it's on paper and for a year.