Alle Kapitel von Destined to be His: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

Bambi's P.O.V“So why did you call me here, Noah asked. We were currently seated at his friend's restaurant. The moonlight shining bright upon us. It was not as busy as it usually was, giving us ample space and time to talk. His friend had already brought us our order. Meaning I could no longer delay what I called him for. I hesitantly looked at him, trying so hard not to let my eyes fall. “Noah, about your proposal” I swallowed a huge lump that was clogging my throat, bracing myself for what I was about to do. “I accept!” “Wait! What did you just say!” He asked in disbelief. A smile threatening to fill out his cheeks. Smiling nervously, I repeated my answer. “Yes, I accept to be your girlfriend!” Out of all outcomes I was expecting, none of them were of Noah jumping from his seat and hugging me. I was perplexed. But since I did not want him to feel embarrassed, I awkwardly hugged him back. “I am so glad you accepted,” He whispered to me. All I could do was just awkwardly nod. “

A glimmer of hope flashed through his eyes, before fluttering them close and shaking his head. “Bambi, you are completely out of it. You need to get back to bed and sleep. I will bring you some water.” He said making out to leave, but before he could go, I grabbed him. “I am very serious Noah, and I am not drunk. See!” I leaped on the bed, my wiggly form making it hard for me to stand up straight. “Yeah right, and I am good at parkour!” He joked “Noah, I need you to be serious with me, I am not joking with you right now!” His face softened, as he caressed my cheeks softly. “Bambi, how about we talk about this tomorrow, when you are okay and SOBER!” I huffed in frustration, stomping my feet like a kid which resulted in me losing my balance completely and falling on my face. But I was quick to get myself straight and face him head on. “You really don’t believe me, do you?” I whispered, my eyes watering. No, I was done crying for the day. Wiping away the fallen waters, I continued.

Months had passed ever since Noah, and I made it ‘official’. And to be honest, it wasn’t quite bad. In a way, I had gotten used to it. Noah was lovely, too lovely and I truly didn’t deserve him. His home had become mine; an allegiance had formed between his family and me. It had become a daily occurrence for us to visit Tammy and the gang, at least twice a month. Just never thought I would look forward to those trips as much as I did, well except the drinking parties that took place after the kids went to sleep, I had vowed to myself to steer clear from those! I had come to terms with the fact that sometimes, life was not always a smooth road. What we wished to have may not always come through. This was settled when I noticed that the house was wiped clean of Hayden’s presence. His belongings, his presence all gone without a single word. Monica too, was nowhere to be seen. Looks like he had finally gotten over me. Huh! I laughed at that memory, the pain that I had felt in my chest t

Suddenly, the air was filled with the warm cinnamon scent, I had earlier whiffed in the hotel’s lobby. Was that person also near the hotel suite with us? Or was I just hungry for a banana muffin with lots of Cinnamon? Similarly, to Noah, I got up and went on and wrapped the hotel’s robe around my body. “Where was that scent coming from and what was taking Noah so damn long! I came to a screeching halt, when a tall daunting man, with visible age lines, walked into our hotel room, the cinnamon scent becoming much stronger! ***The driver! Hayden’s driver? But what was he doing here? My mind raced with questions. My blood was now cold in my veins, as I tightly wrapped the bathrobe around my body. What a coincidence would it be, that Hayden’s driver of all people, would walk into our hotel room! I mean what business would he have here! My heart thumped loudly. The old driver, who had countlessly driven me to school or accompanied Hayden during his impromptu pop ups at the house or

“You are a murderer! You fucking murdered him!” I cried at the cold man blankly staring at me his face ridden of any remorse. “Somebody HELP ME!” I screamed for what seemed like the millionth time, ever since I was dragged without my consent, to this forsaken house. I did not even have a clue as to where I was exactly. It wasn’t the same house I had found comfort in. All it had, was very dark walls and a tiny window to remind me of the days that had passed. It was HELL! “Don’t touch me, MURDERER!” I screamed thrashing around the bed, the furthest my chains would let me. “You fucking killed him, Hayden. I hate you!” Like he had done for over the past few days, he completely ignored me, settling on the beige sofa besides the bed. He rolled the tray that the servants had brought, opening it to find it untouched and cold, like it had been routine for the past few days. “Are you planning to starve yourself!” He flared, staring at my empty shell. “It has been two weeks! Bambi, you n