The whole day was spent in another type of anxiety, with anticipation of what was coming her way. Aunt Mona had gone out to run errands after assuring her Theodore will never hurt a strand of her hair.
Hazel knew that too, but she couldn't help but get tensed. His Dark glaring eyes would be enough to melt her into puddle.
She couldn't think of excuses she was to offer in his presence. She can't told him what had taken place back there. She knew she should, she wasn't at fault. But, the anxiety and dripping trauma wasn't allowing her to open her mouth.
She has always been scared of Theo for different reasons. And now, this particular incident had terrified her of men. Theodore should have never been on that list.
But, he was, at the top.
She liked him. But, she was also shitless scared of him. She didn't know what he would do if she told him what had happened. And she didn't wish to find out either.
For now, she needed to come up with s
The fresh gust of air, brushing through her skin, every now and then, was giving her pleasant shivers. Her grip tightened around the coffee mug she was holding. After eating the meal, prepared by Theodore, which Hazel swore, is always the bestest of what she could ever had, he had brought her to the balcony of his room, to spend the windy evening with her. Closing her eyes, which felt heavy due to the crying she did all the evening, Hazel allowed herself to drowse into the luring sight of playful nature. She could feel his gaze on her, all over her. As on cue, she turned around, her eyes clashing with his intense ones. His seductive sight causing her to tighten her hold around the mug. "Better, now?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side, never breaking eye contact with her. "Yes. Thank you." She muttered, gesturing towards the mug in her hand. Her gratitude earned her
The Bitmus University was beaming in all it's usual glory, with floods of students moving here and there, some lost in their handfrees, some lost in their folks, some stuck in rich world of books. In middle of that chirping crowd, was walking a quiet boy, with headphones on, though nothing was being played on the electronic. It was just a way of keeping people out of his way. A dark colored hoodie was on his toned body, covered by denim jacket, his hands inside the pockets of his denim jeans, head lowered, so that his red-rimmed eyes couldn't be make out. "Edward!" He paused dead in his tracks, hearing his name being called out. Sighing, he closed his eyes before opening them in all their rawness, removing his headphones and tucking them around his neck. "What's up, Andrew?" He greeted in low, hoarse voice, before continuing on moving on his tracks. Approaching near him, Andrew threw his hand around Ed
"What the hell?" Edward snapped, a frown merred between his eyebrows, him not understanding what was happening.A young man had referred the Chancellor of Bitmus with his surname. Not only that, he had the audacity of spatting nonsense of suspending him.Mr. Jonas, the Chancellor paled on seeing Theodore. Immediately standing up from his seat, he came forward, rounding around his desk and standing infront of Theodore in attention."Mr. Alexander." He greeted, his voice nervous and somehow dripping in anxiety. "What did I do?" He questioned, without beating around the bush. The words Theodore had spoken, right after entering, had the ground slipping from his feet.Tilting his head to the side, Theodore looked at him with blank face, his hands inside the pockets of his dress pants."You don't know what you did? Or more specifically what you led happened?" On seeing Chancellor shaking his head with fearful eyes, Theodore let out small tsks sound.
"What happened here?" Mr. Arnold's voice was heard, followed by fast footsteps entering inside the living hall. Edward looked up at him from the floor, his eyes mahogany and flashing in unfathomable rage and vengeance. "That son of a bitch nearly choked me to death!" He burst into fits of anger, on seeing his father as he gently pulled away from his mother's hold, who was busy inspecting the bruises on Edward's neck. These words had Mr. Arnold's face scrunching in rage. "Who dared?!" He boomed, his voice thunderous. Hitting his only son was the hard limit he had drawn the line of his tolerance, at. "That fucking Brigadier!" Edward roared with hoarse voice. All the fury dissipated from Mr. Arnold's face. Shock and disbelief flashed on his face before they got replaced by neural features, all traces of anger long gone from his face.
Shivering, she was refraining herself to open her eyes. Her face had gone pale, mind numb, not understanding how to deal with this sudden shock.Theodore was here. Inside her room. And from the tone of his voice, he did not sound happy. That had her insides curled.For few minutes, there was adhering silence around her. Only her own heartbeats audible to her ear.Then, suddenly, she sensed hot breath hitting her face before a towering body was pressed against her small one."Open those beautiful eyes, Sweetheart." His tone was seductive yet stern, letting her know he wasn't in mood of nonsense.Ever so slowly, she unfolded her eyelids, before lifting her hazel eyes that were sparkling in fear and nervousness.The fret of him finding something out there, wasn't allowing her to think straight."There's my girl." He whispered before enfolding his arms around her shivering body, engulfing her in his warm embrace.Confused, she also
There was pin drop silence inside the room. The night stands lamp brining light to certain parts, leaving the rest to shallow in darkness.In amidst of the deafening silence, Theodore's low voice was heard which had her trembled to bones."I dislike being on waiting row, Sweetheart." He had reminded her in voice that seemed to be on edge."I..." An involuntary whimper from her lips interrupted her whisper."You? Hmm? You what, Sweetheart?" He asked, his thumb rubbing her soft cheek in circular manner.Hazel swallowed the lump in her throat and looked here and there, looking for an escape. Her mind getting all worked up.Theodore noticed her eyes movement and looked down with a sigh."Go on." He suddenly backed from her, startling her."Try and run." He stated, crossing his arms over his chest."If a failed attempt of escap
Two Days Later :Mona was just done placing mug of coffees on the table when she sensed a presence.Looking up, she found Theodore coming down stairs, busy in adjusting the collars of his camouflage shirt. He was attending an important military meeting today and for that, he was dressed in his military uniform that had given a raise to his already authoritative and charming stature.Giving one curt of a nod to his mother, Theodore walked past her and sat down on his head chair. Mona sighed, seeing the dryness in his mood, very well aware of the reason.Taking a seat beside him, she looked at the vacant seat infront of her which belonged to Hazel and which had been empty from past two days.Despite Mona's constant requests and Theodore's orders, Hazel had refused to step out of her room. Mona couldn't understand what had Theodore done. He had also refused to address this ma
As Hazel stepped out of the house, the sparkling sun welcomed her with it's stinging rays, it's light shining in her eyes, causing the golden in them to twinkle.She deeply inhaled the fresh air, knowing that's what she has been craving for past two days.A hand on her back had her continuing her path to the porch before she stopped infront of the car. As she stepped forward to open the door, Chris beat her to it and pulled it for her.She looked up at him with disbelief in her eyes, surprised at his chivalry."Don't look this shocked, munchkin." Chris chuckled, "I'm just practicing for my future wife." He ended his tease with a wink.Huffing, she sat down as Chris then closed the door, rounded to his side, opened the door to his side and sat down followed by him starting the engine and car roaring to it's life.As per Theodore's instructions, they were now headed to the headquarters, much to Hazel's excitement.She