Arabella
I thought I had imagined it. That Adrian was just a fragment from my imagination, that he couldn't possibly be there but that swift punch to the man's face was too vivid for any hint of a doubt. It was him. I couldn't stop picturing him even with the loud blaring of car horns trapped in the heavy traffic. He had used me; he had taken my virginity and tossed me aside, saying the most hurtful things that broke my entire being which eventually sent me to therapy. Still, after five years, I couldn't bring myself to ignore him. I should've left the moment I saw that he was the one, but for some reason, my feet remained glued to the floor, and I kept staring at him. The way he had been looking at me brought back all the memories of his hurt and betrayal. No matter how I tried shaking the look away, it was burned into my mind and I couldn't stop thinking about him. My day had gone from worse to terrible. I mean, I met him, and all of a sudden, I was stuck in traffic that wasn't here earlier. I was exhausted from all the mind work I'd done today, and the only thing I needed was my bed, but that was far from possible now. "I don't feel so good." Susan moaned, stirring in her sleep. She was passed out when I returned with her bag and I had to drag her to the road to stop a taxi. I rubbed her back gently as she nuzzled her face against my neck. "Susan, please don't do anything stupid" I don't know what I'd do if she made a mess in the taxi. The driver had been skeptical about taking us when he saw how boozed she looked. Even now, I caught his frown from the rearview mirror when she said that. After almost thirty minutes, the congestion lessened and we began moving. Minutes later, the cab pulled to a complete stop outside my apartment building. I got out in a jiffy, opening the door wide for Susan to do so as well as she was half awake now but she stopped and gave me a mulling face that suggested she was going to do something crazy "Susan, no!" I warned, and the driver turned to look at us. "What's going on back there? Get her out al–" He was yet to complete his statement when she gagged, regurgitating all she had in her stomach on the floor. The air in my lungs dried up and I stiffened, my lips parting as I stared at the mess she made. And she fucking had the guts to sigh in satisfaction after doing that. "Aw, hell! How could you let her do that in here?" The driver yelled, and I came back to my senses. The man was angry, very angry. His face was scrunched up like a cartoon character and I could imagine steam coming out of his ears. My day was terrible but this...this was the climax. "I'm so sorry, Sir," I apologized, pulling Susan out of the car while she kept saying how good that felt. "I'm so sorry, I'll pay you double the amount, triple even to get your car washed" "How will that fix the mess she made!" He snapped. "I know I shouldn't have let you ride when I saw you two. You both are disgusting!" I ignored his rant as I tried to get Susan to stand on her feet beside me, using my body for support. When she was well placed, I rummaged my bag for any cash I could find because paying him off was the only option now. Susan had to repay me for going through all this trouble. I handed him the money I found in my bag. Probably the only money I had on me. I watched with an aching feeling in my chest as he counted the notes. His eyes glimmered with satisfaction when he was done, and after a final mean comment at us, he stepped on the gas, driving off. I'd managed to bring Susan to my apartment but was surprised when there was no resistance to the lock when I tried unlocking the door. Had I forgotten to lock up before leaving for work? My eyes narrowed as I pushed the door open, but my wariness turned into glee when I saw my best friend, Sky in the living room with a bag of chips on her legs. Her gaze snapped to me, and she raised a brow, seeing Susan. "Hey. Help me with her?" I said as I walked in with Susan slumped on my shoulder. Sky was up in an instant, slipping her arm under Susan's to help me carry her inside. She didn't say anything right away, but I could feel the tension in the air like she had something on her mind. Once we had Susan tucked safely into bed, Sky leaned against the doorframe, her eyes narrowing. "Where's Ruth?" "She insisted on staying at the hospital tonight. I'll bring her back tomorrow; she needs to rest," I said, stretching myself. Damn, every part of me ached. "Why didn't you tell me?" She asked, folding her arms across her chest. I shook my head. "About what?" "Bella, I saw the eviction notice you thought you hid," She said, and my breath caught in my chest. "Why didn't you tell me?" I didn't want her to see it. I didn't want her to know that I was struggling because she'd want to help by any means. And for heaven's sake, I thought I hid the notice well, how did she find it? "It's nothing," I muttered. "I've got everything under control, Sky. Don't worry about it." "Seriously, Bella? We both know that's a lie. I don't blame you for that, but I'm your best friend. You should've told me so we can figure something out together," She said softly as she stepped towards me. "I received the notice today morning" I confessed, sighing. "And no, you can't help me, Sky. You have your problems to deal with. You've got student loans and whatnot heavy on your back. I'm not cruel to add my problems to yours" She folded her lips, looking away from me. I had caught her there. Sky had put herself through medical school since her parents didn't want to assist her. She had taken loans, worked three jobs to scale through and now, she had more jobs just to try and clear her debts. She had her problems, too, and I wasn't going to add mine to hers. "Bella–" "I know, Sky. It's too much for me, but I'll figure something out," I said, trying to convince myself more than her because, at the moment, I had no plans. "Well, for context, I'm fucking worried about you and I can't stop that!" She snapped, her jaws clenching. I smiled and moved over engulfing her in a hug she reluctantly reciprocated. She had always been there, through everything – the worst and the best. She'd even fought with Adrian, someone she took as an older brother for my sake. And now, he was back. I pressed my lips together, choosing not to tell her that I'd met him. She wouldn't like it. She wouldn't be happy to even learn of his return. This saddened me. Unintentionally, I was the reason for their fallout. "I know you're broke and will eventually need a place to stay. My place is open to you, okay?" She said and I mumbled a thank you, nodding against her neck. I felt a little less alone now. I felt like everything would be fine. I hoped it would.ArabellaThe company was on a roll the following week, and the workload had tripled. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had a proper night’s rest.It was Wednesday, and I was stuck in the showroom, far from Steph’s corporate hell, but not far enough. Customers flooded in, most of them with attitudes that made my eye twitch.It took everything in me not to snap.I kept glancing at the clock. A few more hours till closing. I couldn’t wait to get out. I was on the verge of losing my damn mind.“Bella, show them around, will you? I have to take this call,” Mr. Hart said, phone ringing in his hand. He gestured toward a couple tangled in each other in the middle of the showroom.I nodded, watching him walk off, and turned to the couple who looked disgustingly in love.My face scrunched in brief annoyance — jealousy, maybe. They looked like they had it all. I usually didn’t envy people, but lately, I’d been craving just one day of normalcy before exhaustion swallowed me whole and they
AdrianThe board members were involved in a heated exchange.They were saying something about quarterly projections, the CEO seat, whatever bullshit they thought mattered this morning.I stared ahead at the graph on the screen like I could see anything reasonable. The projection was clear but my mind was a jumbled mess.I should've paid more attention, but all I could think about was last night. Her body. Her mouth — the way she mocked me. The way she tried so damn hard not to fall apart beneath me and still did.The memory haunted me.I shouldn't have touched her. Shouldn't have let it happen. I wasn't going to even when she'd called me a hypocrite because she wasn't wrong. But when she said he could make her drip so casually with that smirk... I couldn't hold back.It was like a fire lit inside me, burning everything in its path. My body had moved on its own, driven by a need I barely recognized. I wanted to show her that I was nothing like him. Even if it meant losing myself in the
ArabellaIt was a dare, a challenge.One that I knew would burn the both of us, yet I didn't care.His gaze sharpened when he felt my jaw clench under his hold. He pressed his thumb down on my lips, forcing it to part.Seconds passed. Our eyes were still locked, the air thick with tension.I swatted his hand away from my chin, and the next second, our lips crashed, rough and fierce in a fight for control. My hand tangled in his hair, tugging hard. He groaned against my mouth.A smile crept up. Good.But he didn't let me savor it. In a flash, his body slammed me hard against the wall.A gasp tore from my lips, and his lips curled like he had me exactly where he wanted. His hands found my hips, pinning me there as his tongue slid against mine, tasting, claiming.A gasp escaped my lips, and he swallowed it, his grip tightening as if daring me to pull away. My hands fisted his shirt, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us.His hand slipped under my dress, fingers trai
ArabellaThe ride home was quiet, heavy with silence. I stared out the window, blinking back tears as Nathan's venomous kept echoing in my head.Sloppy seconds.My stomach twisted.When we got home, I didn't wait for the car to come to a complete halt. I jumped out, my heels clicking sharply against the walkway as I hurried into the house.I moved like the words he'd thrown at me were chasing me. My eyes stung with tears but I kept willing them back. I wouldn't cry. Not for him. He wasn't worth it."Ara," Adrian's voice cut through my thoughts, his footsteps steady behind me.I'd gotten to my door already, twisting the doorknob."Bella." His voice was firmer this time, but I ignored him, stepping inside and pushing the door shut. Only, it didn't close.My heart dropped when I realized his hand was on it, stopping it from shutting."Please," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Just... just leave me alone."He didn't move. The door remained half-open, his presence looming over me."Look at
ArabellaMy vision spun for a second, the lights blurring even more before I steadied myself, eyes snapping up to meet the person holding me there.Nathan.A moment passed before my brain registered the fact that he was the one who had me pinned against the wall."What the hell?!" I exclaimed, trying to push him off, but he had my hands pinned against the wall too."Nathan, what the hell is wrong with you?" I asked, staring into his rage-filled eyes. His eyes were blazing with fury that made me swallow."What are you doing with Adrian?!" He roared into my face, his hands pinning mine strongly against the wall. My attempts to break free from his grasp were futile. I couldn't even move, so I stood still and stared him back in the eye, defiantly."Let go of me, Nathan!""Not until you answer my question, bitch. How did you know him? You have been with him since we were together, haven't you?" His nose flared as he glared at me.I stared at him in disbelief, anger simmering in my chest."
ArabellaI pretended to admire the endless sketch of paintings and sculptures as I sipped champagne, my eyes skimming over brush strokes and sculptures I knew nothing about.Adrian was gone with Lucien, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the occasional polite smile to passing strangers.I still felt the warmth of his hand on my waist, the possessive grip, and the way it tightened each time Lucien pushed his buttons, especially when he asked me to choose the paintings I loved.His grip had tightened like he was trying to ground himself. He seemed particularly possessive during that moment, and my stupid heart had been fluttering at his gestures.My mind replayed the way he'd introduced me — his wife. It was supposed to be an act, just a role to play, but there had been something in his voice that made it feel...real.He wasn't even supposed to introduce me as his wife to anyone tonight, but I guess he had his reasons. I was probably thinking about it too much.Shaking my head, I mov