Turmoil

Chapter 7

*Elena Carson*

‘Mr. Hefner Alejandro?’ I whispered, my heart in my throat.

He ignored my tiny whispers, transferred his irritated glare to his son who simultaneously wrapped a protective arm around me and draw me closer to his chest. My breath caught and I wished for the earth to just open up and swallow me. The attention we managed to escape earlier was now perfectly plastered on us.

As bothered as I was, I doubted if he felt the same way. He met his father’s gaze with an unusual calmness, an unlikely smirk playing across his lips.

‘Ohh.. My bad, father. I forgot to tell you about the recent development between us’ the sarcasm in his voice was very noticeable. My heart rammed in my chest. What’s with the utter unfriendliness

‘Are you playing with me, Lucas? This is one of your crazy jokes. Isn’t it?’

‘I wouldn’t dare to make such jokes…’.

At this moment, it occurred to me. He was trying to get his father pissed off for some reason. One I’m not sure of.

‘Meet me in my room right away. We need to talk’ his father fired.

‘Why don’t you say all you have to say here? Why do you have to do it in private?’ he tackled.

I squirmed uncomfortably under his hold. I wanted nothing more right now but to escape from this place which seemed suddenly congested for me.

‘You know better than testing my patience’ his father said through gritted teeth and walked away.

And as expected, all the guests had something to mutter.

‘Why would he make his father so unhappy when he’s supposed to be celebrating him? What a rebellious son! The girl is so unworthy of him. How dare he fall for her?!’ more words rolled off the guests mouth.

He brought me away from the mutters, taking me outside the hall. A whoosh of cold wind hit my bare skin and I shivered terribly.

‘Wait for me here’ he commanded, not feeling a bit remorse for what he did to me in there…. A surge of anger rose within me.

‘Who the hell do you think you are! How dare you cause me such disgrace!’ I wanted to scream, shout at the top of my voice, disappointedly, I sobbed it out. Tears gathered in my eyes as I raised my head to look at him. It was an emotion of anger, helplessness, disappointment.. Disappointed, helpless that I couldn't save my self from this, angry that he dared to make fool of me because he wanted to bring me to my knees. ‘Is this why you brought me here? To make fun of me.. To ridicule me in front of those hungry eyes? Is this how you take your revenge on me?’ I slowly asked. Not that I expected an answer from him whatsoever.. I hated it. The way I looked like a weakling right now. I didn’t like the fact that he has to see me this way.

*Lucas*

Watching her break down without restriction made me overwhelmed with guilt. I realized at that point how stupidly I acted.. I was so blinded by my thirst for revenge that I made no attempt to think things through before acting. I opened my mouth to say something but the way my throat constricted gave me no opportunity to do so. More tears streamed down her eyes, her chest continued to heave upwards and downwards as she sobbed heavily.

‘If I resort to apologizing, will you forgive me? Will that stop you from treating me this way? Do you need me to crawl on both my knees. Just say the word, My ego is crushed already. I’ll do it’ she quietly spelt her words out.

I was disappointed in myself.. I hurt her feelings, something I never intended to do. Although, I wanted revenge but I never wanted to go this far. Looking at her in this dishevelled state really made me get disappointed in myself. She nudged my arm aggressively.

'Tell me Lucas!!! Say what you want from me! This?' she asked as she folded, attempting to drop on her knees. My jaw ticked. I wouldn't want to see her do that, not now...

‘Don’t! Don’t f*cking drop to your knees to plead like a helpless human. Even if you’re weak, don’t show it!’ My trembling voice shrieked as my hands reached out to grab her shoulders. She weakly limped under my hold.

‘I shouldn’t show it?’ she repeated, a small mirthless laughter escaping her lips. ‘Do you know how long I’ve been holding in? How many times I tried not to ever show how weak I was? Do you know how much I’ve suffered at all?’ she snickered, nodding slowly.. ‘Of course, you wouldn’t know, how much I loathed myself for falling in love with a scum like Kevin