Hurting again

Mayeli stared at Killian. How could he? How could he do that to Diora, while making out with her?

He kept a nonchalant expression, showing no signs of guilt. 

“What did you do to her?”

He looked at her with something close to anger and irritation. 

“I didn't do anything, Mayeli”.

Truce looked at both of them.

“Am I missing something here?” Truce asked.

“I don't know, ask her?” Killian yelled.

Truce turned to Mayeli. “What's wrong, Mayeli?”

“Ask your friend”, she screamed, walking away.

She saw Truce throw her a quizzical look, and then swiftly ask Killian what was happening. 

She waited for Killian to reply, but she heard nothing other than a banged door. She hissed and entered the elevator. So, he had made good his threats.

She thought of reporting him to the authorities, but she had no proof yet, plus she didn't want the circumstances surrounding Mayeli's birth to go public. Of Course, surely it would if she reported the matter to the authorities. It involved two prominent figures after all. Killian knew that, and he was using it as a weapon against her.

Her phone and message flashed.

It was just a hit on her head this time. Soon it would be death. And guess what? It's going to be your fault. Involve the police and it would be the end for your friend.

         —unknown

She read the message with fear and anger. How dare he?

She looked around for Nixen, and couldn't find him, so she decided to hail a cab. She wasn't in a good state to drive.

The cold air hit her as she stepped out of his house. It was quite late already, but she had to get to the hospital. She hailed a taxi, and entered inside, muttering her destination to the driver. He took one long at her, and nodded, smiling evilishly.

Mayeli climbed out of the taxi, muttering an excuse, before running back into the house. A memory came to her, and she almost doubled over. 

She had been seventeen back then when she was almost raped on her way back from a trip to the bookstore. She had snuck out of the house alone, against her mother's wish, and had gone to a bookstore all by herself. She was a few miles from home when she noticed someone following her. She had tried to scream but he had overpowered her, and almost had his way, but for Killian's timely intervention. Killian had carried her all the way home on his back, and held her throughout the night, while she shivered and sobbed. How did he go from being her savour to being her predator?

She didn't realize she was crying until someone waved a handkerchief in front of her. 

She turned to see Tyse's handsome face smiling at her. 

“Here”, he urged, handing her his handkerchief. He was wearing a simple, but expensive-looking white shirt and a black trouser just like Killian and Truce. Three of his buttons were left undone, and his long hair was left to fall on his shoulders. He looked smoking-hot. Maybe the trio had decided to twin.

“What's wrong?” He asked when she had cleaned her eyes. His brown eyes were filled with concern.

“I just need to get to the hospital right now, but I'm in no state to drive”.

She expected him to give her a look that said “Is that why you're crying?” Or ask her why she wasn't in a state to drive, but he did neither. He simply leads her to his black  Rolls-Royce Phantom.

They drove to the hospital in silence. When they reached, Mayeli inquired about Diora's room by the the receptionist's desk. She walked into the room she had been directed to feeling very guilty. 

Chase excused himself, telling her to call him if she needed anything.

“Hey”, she said to Diora when she entered the room.

“Hi”, Diora replied, not glancing her way.

Her heart sank. Had Killian told Diora already?

“I'm sorry baby”, she whispered, choking on her tears.

“You better be. I was all alone when they sewed my head, no one was here to hold my hand, and I have a bestie!” Diora pouted, making a baby face.

Mayeli almost laughed, as she realised the reason for Diora's attitude. She rushed to Diora's side, enveloping her in a big hug, and slightly thanking God that her first assumption had been wrong. 

She would tell Diora about Mayeli's father soon, but when she was ready, she decided. But for now, she would deal with Killian.

“I'm so sorry”, she mumbled into Diora's sweet-smelling hair. “I got a little drunk, and slept off”.

“How could you get drunk without me? What if something happened to you. You know you're too cute when you're drunk”.

Mayeli chuckled. Diora was the one who got hurt, yet she was the one worrying about her. She felt very guilty knowing she was the reason her friend was hurt.

Another message flashed on her phone, filling her with fear.

You should tell me now you're alone. You don't want it to get worse than it already is. I could tell her myself you know?

   —unknown.

She looked around apprehensively but saw no one. Her heartbeat picked up its rhythm. Was he watching her now? How did he know she was alone with Diora? Would Killian go that far?

“Is something wrong?” Diora asked, throwing her a worried glance.

She was bout to say she was fine when a knock on the interrupted them. The door opened and Nixen walked in.

He was still wearing the clothes he had worn to the party, and he had a worried expression on his face.

He hugged Mayeli tightly, asking how she was feeling, and telling her how worried he was. She felt the urge to push him away but resisted it. Her friend was the sick one here, not her. She, however, felt guilty. She had cheated on him with Killian.

What was she doing? Hating and loving Killian was not healthy. But cheating on Nixen was not right at all.

Nixen turned to Diora with a smile on his handsome face. “How're you feeling?”

“Fine thank you. I didn't know you would come to see me”, Diora said with a huge blush on her face. Nixen had that effect on many people.

“Of course, I would. You're one of my senior partners. Your well-being matters to me”.

“Thank you”. Another blush.

He turned back to Mayeli. “Are you hungry my love?” 

She nodded even though she wasn't hungry. She just wanted him to be away from her right now.

He took both her and Diora's attitude orders and exited the room.

“Mayeli?” Diora called.

Mayeli turned to face her.

“Yes?”

“Do you like Nixen?”

Mayeli blinked her eyes, shocked.

“Why are you asking me that question?”

“Answer it!”

“Of course, I like him”.

“It looks the other way round”.

‘what do you mean, Diora.?Enough with all this Killian nonsense!”

Diora rolled her eyes and sat up.

“Let me rephrase the question, Mayeli. Do you have feelings for Killian, and by chance, you're trying to push it away?”

Mayeli gulped, not knowing what to say. She didn't know if Diora was right or wrong.

“Answer me Mayeli”.Diora'sa voice was raised.

“I don't know!”

Mayeli bit her lips, fighting back the tears that were threatening to spill. How could she have feelings for him when she hated him so much? When he hurt her friend. When he threatened and blackmailed her. What was wrong with her?”

He turned to the door and saw Tyse standing there, quietly, holding a pair of Adidas flip-flops.

“I'm sorry I didn't mean I only came to give this to you since you've been on your heels all night, and your feet may be hurting already”. He held out the flip-flops to Mayeli.

Diora stared at Chase dreamily silently mouthing an “OMG”. Mayeli chuckled, remembering how breathtaking Killian, Tyse, and Truce looked together. They look like Greek gods. She couldn't scold Diora for the sheepish expression on her face.

She thanked Tys and collected the flip-flops. Just then, Nixen walked in with three bags in his hands, and as always, a smile on his face. However this time, the smile was fading away.