"Darling, are you alright you look ill?" Rella snapped out of her thoughts at the feel of Stefan's warm calloused hand on hers as she pulled away from the car window. She blinked at the endearment not quite believing Stefan just called her darling. "I'm fine." She said finally. "It's not me is it? I didn't do anything to upset you did I?" "No I'm just so overwhelmed with all of these." She replied honestly. " It feels really weird, the two of us… " "I don't see anything weird about it we're a couple and couples do things with each other. Oh and that reminds me we still haven't discussed our first night yet." Stefan took her right hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. "F-first night?" Rella stammered. "First night. You scared?" Stellan said huskily as he trailed moist kisses up her arm and she shivered in reaction. Rella swallowed nervously, it felt like dejá Vu, she didn't want to think of the possibility of something happen
With shaky hands Van fumbled with the keys to the coffee shop, her breath shaky and coming out in angry pants.I’m not going to cry…I’m not going to cry…She chanted to herself. He’s nothing but a bastard, an arrogant jerk, a demon from hell sent to make her life miserable! She slipped in the right key and let herself in, only walking past the door when she broke into a heart wrenching sob. She cried for all of her misfortunes, the perfect family she thought she had, her unrequited love that seemed to hurt more than anything else. She cried for her father, he had been her friend and confidant. She cried for her mother who in spite of everything Van wished she was here to tell her all she needed to know about boys and relationship. She cried for her brother who might not graduate with his mates. She cried for herself, for being so clueless and stupid to be played with by both Jake and Josh. The impending anguish flashed through her mind’s eye as she huddled
Jake sighed in relief as soon as he saw Karl’s pick up pull up in front of the house and Van got out. He couldn't explain the feeling but at that moment he wanted to run over to her, embrace her and tell her he was sorry but something was stopping him, it might be his ego, or because he was hard-headed or it might just be the fact that he was confused as hell and didn't know what to do with his feelings for her. Instead, he watched from afar as her brother led her in and she was gone from his sight. Tired and dejected and feeling like the scum of the earth, he pulled the car door open and hopped in just as his cell phone rang. ‘’Hello.’’ He said as soon as he hit the receive button, he put the car into gear and manoeuvred onto the road. ‘’Jake! I’m glad you answered.’’ Anastasia Scott Calloway, his father’s wife said. She sounded surprised and worried, but to him, it was sugar coated and he couldn’t care less what she thought of him because she was no different
‘’Why are you here and what do you want from Vanessa?’’ with his back to him, Josh slowly pulled the phone from his ear as Jake demanded sternly.He turned around ever so slowly, feeling good about himself. He could make out Jake’s stiff features from the dimly lit garden. ‘’I don’t see why that is any of your business step bro.’’ he said in a bored tone but Jake lunged at him, seizing him by the collar. ‘’It is my business because I care about her and I won’t let you hurt her the way you did before.’’ Josh’s eyes narrowed into slits, a muscle ticked in his jaw which gave Jake a boost of confidence. ‘’Yes, I know what you did you bastard!’’ he spat. ‘’I can’t believe you did that to her.’’Josh clamped his hand on Jake’s wrists and pried them off him. ‘’And you have the right to?’’ he challenged. ‘’What are you trying to say?’’ ‘’If your idea of care for her is to use her for your stupid revenge then I fear what your love for her would be like.’’ ‘’What are
Van felt disappointed and stupid. How could she have hoped that Jake would still be here after Karl had told her he was worried? A part of her believed that he cares for her even just a little but another part of her concluded that he probably wished she’d burn in hell and stay out of his life. The resolve she’d thought she was finally building crumbled like a brick wall, her heart clenched in pain and tears welled up in her eyes. ‘’What did I do wrong?’’ she muttered to no one in particular. ‘’Why did I have to fall in love with him?’’ All her life she’d been in constant pain and heart ache but she had been taught to be strong, she always bounced back in the face of adversity, she's tried to be the happy kid she’d once been, now though, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to overcome this because it hurt so much to even breathe. But she was willing to try. What was the use of admitting to someone you love them if they’ll only laugh in your face?She wasn’t
Rella woke up the next morning cocooned in the warmest and soothing embrace. She must be dreaming she thought but she knew she wasn't. She's been awake for a while now and although she had been appalled at the fact he ended up in her bedroom it was a lovely feeling, a comfortable warmth that tempted her to stay put for another couple of minutes. Even though he was forbidden, it wouldn’t hurt to relish in his embrace because that’s all there was to their relationship and even though she knew that already it didn’t stop her mood from turning sour. She sighed warily and untangled her limbs from his but then she couldn’t stop herself from looking at him. Stefan had called the night before as she was getting ready for bed but he never once hinted his return he must've been really tired she thought, briefly wondering what time he came in last night. He must've been very quiet because she was a light sleeper. He was lying on his side and although she was disappointed to not feed her ey
Rella couldn’t describe the level of panic that leapt up her throat leaving her heart pounding mercilessly across her chest at the word honeymoon. She sat frozen on one of the plush seats of Stefan’s private jet waiting as he went to have a word with the pilot at the cock pit but not after he had offered her a warm blanket. Stefan came back a few minutes later and strode to the cabinet to pour himself a glass of brandy. He gave her a side-long glance. ‘’What’s wrong? You look awfully quiet, I hope it’s not my boring company.’’ ‘’No it’s not that.’’ Far from it. She thought ruefully. ‘’Would you like a glass.’’ He said suddenly.It was then that she felt the parchedness of her throat; she licked her lips unaware of Stefan’s heated gaze trailing every movement. ‘’Yes please.’’ Stefan handed her the glass he’d poured for himself but before he could pour another Rella had downed the entire liquid in a single gulp. His eyes narrowed in disproof. ‘’Careful with that, you’l
Van was taken aback by his sudden outburst and the pure unadulterated fury in his eyes. His jaw clenched as he added icily, "you don't know Jake, and you don't know what he's trying to do!" "What are you talking about?" Her brows knitted in suspicion. "He's only using you don't you get it!" "You think I don't know that!" She flared up, too angry to bother about how pathetic she sounded. "You don't need to rub it in. I know that I'm an Idiot for falling for him but you can't choose who you love now can you? And that's just my misfortune." The slight tremour in her voice betrayed her and she could feel the onslaught of hot tears welling up, stinging her eyes but she bit her lips to keep them from falling. It had gone deadly quiet as each tried to control their flaring temper. "I should leave." Was all he said eventually before stalking to the door. About ten seconds later, she heard the familiar high pitched screech and knew that Karl had come to pick her up. Flu