Aria's povWhile fighting with Tristan, Scott started saying so many bad things about me - the bad things especially. Tristan just couldn't take hearing those things about me, I guess, so he started hitting him harder than he previously was.I was really shocked, because I didn't think that I had seen Tristan that angry before. The deep frown on his face, and the way his hands were living swiftly around Scott's body, really showed me how angry he actually was.I looked around, and there was nobody available to even stop them. Even if there was, he definitely wouldn't have agreed. I was sure of that."She's just a little piece of shit," Scott said and threw a deadly glare at me. Tristan ran to him, and grabbed his neck tightly. For a second, I really thought that he was going to kill him, so I went over to them, and I stood at the middle of them to stop them Because of the fact that he was really angry, Scott pushed me with his left hand and I fell to the ground.Before I could say an
(TRISTAN'S P.O.V.)Out of nowhere, Aria lunges at Scott in again. This time I can't hold her back, as she is too powerful for me to contain. This makes me both proud on the way fact that I have taught her well, and scared about what she be could do to him. I tried stepping in, but the primal look on her face when she turned, warning me to stay off, glued me to my place.The sound of fists meeting flesh, and his screams of agony filled the courtroom air. All the guards stood, bombshell shocked, unable to save Scott. He bled all over the marble floors, yet she didn't stop. This wasn't the way to go; I knew she was beyond upset, but violence was never the way to go."ARIA. THAT'S ENOUGH." I said in a Stern voice.She paused for a second; she turned to me, and her pained and angry eyes met mine. Seeing as my stern expression stood unfaltered, she realised my stance in this and stepped away from Scott. She looked as if she was about to burst into tears anytime soon; her clothes on her were
(SCOTT'S P. O. V.)Her sobs weave into mine, and for a second, I stop. It both surprises me and hurts me; her cries are gut wrenching, and make me feel even guiltier. I totally stop crying, emotionally wounded by more things than one. Her beautiful brown eyes spilling such tears should be a sin, and I genuinely understood why she hated me so much; I myself did at this point. While trying not to be like my father, I became even worse than him.I hurt the one woman that I love, nearly killing her and probably our child. My train of thought drifts to the topic of our child; I wanted to ask her about him or her, but I don't think my body could take another beating from her. She was freakishly strong, and even with the support of my drugs, which I hadn't taken that day, I wouldn't be able to handle myself.Additionally, I remembered that the witch said I wouldn't have any children until Aria forgave me. Logically, I thought, that would mean that I had lost the chance of having any children
Tristan's POVIt was barely a minute after Scott's confession, and Aria was already so angry. Her face started turning red, deep red, and I just knew that the next few minutes...or hours, would be really bloody for us.I wanted to calm her down, I really did, but I couldn't ignore the little fear that I had.Yes, I was scared of Aria. She looked a bit scary, like she badly wanted to kill someone at that moment. I knew that if she had the chance, she would actually kill someone, the way she wants to."Aria?" I tried my luck by calling her, to see if she would actually listen to me.When I called her, her head turned towards me, but the moment our eyes met, she averted her gaze from my gaze and continued grunting.She was so angry, she really was and I feared for Scott, because I knew that she was going to hurt him so much.A few seconds later, she started pacing around, while mumbling some words to herself. I could tell that she was trying to call herself down, but with the way things
(ARIA'S P. O. V.)The night sky was illuminated by the moon; I could hear the hustling and bustling of the city, even though it was metres away. The lights of the busy streets shone like a million little stars, complimenting the ones above, in the sky. It seemed beautiful and peaceful; far from what I felt at the moment. My mind was swirling with mixed emotions, trying very hard to understand myself, and my current mentality.I didn't understand, no, I couldn't understand why I brought Andrew for him to see, even as I claimed to hate him as much as I did. I was dancing with the devil; I took his hand and were waltzing around the skirts of a black abyss at the edge of a cliff. A feeling of tiredness hovered over me, what was I fighting for? Was this whole revenge plan worth it? Many people had it worse than me, it nearly felt like a sin, complaining about what I had gone through. As Luna to the Mystic clan I had seen many types of people, who went through unspeakable things, yet learne
(ARIA'S P. O. V.)I stood leaning on the rails of the balcony, trying to focus on my breathing. My resolve was crumbling bit by bit; I could feel the intensity of my distaste towards him slip away slowly. The feeling of tiredness had overwhelmed me, leaving my once racing mind blank. It was funny how after all these years of thinking he did was out of his own will, just to find out it was the dying wish of the ex king.I laughed bitterly; the feeling of pain creeping through my veins like ice forming on a river in winter. I laughed at myself, at my life, at my whole existence. I laughed until I felt the hollowness in my chest grow, and tears of sadness slide down my cheeks. The feeling of insanity closed in; the urge to end it all grew, making jumping down seem very appealing. Suddenly I remembered the smiling face of my baby, and the laughter of Tristan. The good times, flowed through my mind in strips of films, like an old movie. The difference was that I was the only viewer in the l
Tristan's POVHer words continued hanging in the air, while two pairs of eyes continued peering into me, my soul. I wanted to walk over to Scott and gouge his eyes out so he would never look at me again, but I decided to calm down.I was shocked, angry, betrayed and...sad. I didn't even know what to do - or say.What Aria did was the height of it all, and I wasn't sure if I would be able to survive it at all.They did something that I wouldn't have thought they would have done in a million years to come. After getting in bed with him, she wanted to go back to him? Wow.I quietly pinched myself to see if I was dreaming or not. I really wanted it all to be a dream, I really did, but when the pain from the pinch surged through my hand, I just knew that it wasn't a dream.It was all real.I blinked back a few tears because I knew that it wouldn't be right to cry in front of my wife's ex boyfriend, especially when they both just cheated on me. I was mentally trying so hard to convince myse
Tristan's POV Before I could even utter a word or even react, Aria came back with Scott trailing behind her. He had a mocking smile on his face, and I knew that he was mocking me, telling me that he had won, and there was nothing I could do about it. God, I was so angry, because I didn't like the newly found bond at all. It was so disgusting and annoying, and I just kept on trying to get Aria's attention, but her face was glued to the things in front of her. She wasn't interested in saying anything to me, and that broke my heart a little. I had thought that we were really in love with each other, and that nothing could change that...ever, but then, the direct opposite was happening. It seemed like Aria hated me and she couldn't just wait to get rid of me. It was hurting. What was? My heart, my heart was so hitting, but there was nothing I could do about it. I moved my right hand to my chest, thinking that it was going to reduce the pain in my heart and the way my heart was clench