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   Chapter 86 Eighty six

Romira By Akanksha Jaiswal Characters: 10091

Updated: 2019-11-21 23:35


Akira

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Drowsily, I open my eyes and find myself on Alice's couch. I frown. When did I come here? The last thing I remember is sitting on floor after Romero went away with Slade. I shake my head just as aroma of coffee hits me.

"Good morning."

I look up to see Alice holding two cups, steam coming out of them. She is smiling but I can't find it in me to return her smile.

"Morning." I mutter.

"Here." She offers one of the cup to me.

I take it from her hand. "Thank you."

She sits on the other couch facing me. I take a sip from my mug, aware of her intruding eyes on me.

"Where is your roommate?" I haven't seen anyone else here since last night. I was worried before finally coming here, I didn't want to cause her any inconvenience because of me.

"She is away for the weekend." Alice tells me.

I relax but it only lasts for a moment before Alice lets her curiosity to roam around.

"So what are you going to do today?"

I stare at my mug, feigning ignorance, "About what?"

She doesn't beat around bush, "About King. Are you going to talk to him or avoid him?"

I shrug, hoping she'd get that I don't want to talk about it. I really don't.

She presses, "What does that mean?"

"It means I don't know." I snap and immediately regret doing so. She has helped me so much without any complains. I sigh looking at her, "I'm sorry Alice. I really don't know what to do but I know that, for now, I don't want to talk to him or talk about him."

She waving her hand and stands up, "It's your life and your decision but if I were you I wouldn't avoid it longer than necessary. Anyway, I am going to shower and get ready."

I knit my brows in confusion, "Where are you going this early? It is Saturday."

"I'm trying for some clubs. Today is my dance interview. Haven't you joined any?"

What clubs?

I shake my head, "No, I haven't."

"Then why don't you come with me and see yourself which club you want to join. I'm not sure but I've heard about art society as a club, you can check that out too." She suggest.

It doesn't seem bad. I don't have any classes or job on weekends, I could try and see if I fit there.

"Okay, I will go with you." I agree, standing up. It will also keep me engage from thinking about Romero.

"Great, I will see you in thirty minutes, okay?" She raises her brow.

I nod, "Yeah and thank you Alice for letting me stay with you." I am really grateful of her help. I don't know how I'd otherwise have survived last night.

She grins, "You are not getting free by just a 'thank you'. You owe me one."

A small smile forms on my lips, "What do you want?"

"I will tell you later but for now, go and get ready." She orders pointing at the door behind me.

"Fine." I turn around.

Getting out of her room I walk toward mine. Opening the door, I slip inside and quietly close it behind me. I stop when I spot Sydney on the island by kitchen. Surprised, she jump and rushes to me.

"Ira! Oh thank God. Are you okay?" She asks

you spend your night with art fucker or with that cafe fucker? Tell me, did you let him touch you? Answer me!" He bellows, his hold on elbow tightening with each words. It's almost unbearable at this point.

"Ouch! You are hurting me." I cry out, whimpering. My eyes burn with tears.

He releases me immediately, as if burned. He growls closing his eyes. They are shining with regret when he next open them. He rakes his hand through his hair, frustratingly.

"I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to. Fuck! You drive me fucking crazy, Ray and you piss me off like no other. But I love you-"

"No, you don't love me. You love the idea of owning me. You are obsessed with me. It is not love, it's obbession." I interrupt moving away.

He face morphs in rage. He snarls, "You don't tell me what I feel or what not."

"And you don't demand anything from me." I retort back.

"Don't change the subject! I swear to God if you don't tell me where you were, I am going to ki-"

"Fine I'll tell you but only if you answer me. Why did you stood me up for our first date? Where were you that whole week?"

He stiffens and holds my eye passively but doesn't speak. I knew it. He still doesn't trust me enough to share his secrets and love is nothing without trust.

"You won't answer, will you? You are one hypocrite asshole." I shake my head and start to walk for my original destination.

"Yes, you are right." He calls out. His voice cold enough to chill me.

I halt and my heartbeat quickens.

"I'm an asshole. The same asshole, who fucked you. The same asshole, you were moaning for. The same asshole, you were begging for more. Or did you forget already?"

Before I know it I'm once again in front him. I slap him, hard. He doesn't even flinches and keep staring me. Regret is written all over his face but I don't pay it any mind. This time he has crossed the line.

"I don't ever want to see you again."

With that said I make run, far away from him as tears finally break free.

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