Chapter 2

In utter surprise, Aelina stood hardly believing the fact that she trusted him so much as to think he could never do this to her. She kept him in high honour thinking he wasn't like other men that he was different but how would she have known that she was wrong and had never really knew him.

Unable to control the massive shock of seeing this, she lost the grasp that she'd on her clutch bag that she'd once held firmly as it fell to the ground with a loud thud. The reverberating sound of the drop had caught his attention from his hunger for pleasure. Shocked and surprised, he looked up at her feeling both at the same time when their gaze collided.

Unknowingly, he hadn't noticed when she'd walked into his bedroomwe he'd been fully aroused being driven to ecstasy. The slut and whore woman he'd been sleeping with no protection had an who-are-you-and-why-are-you-running-our-fun? question like expression on her face as she glared deathly at her.

Totally ignoring and paying no more attention to her, Aelina looked at Draven waiting for him to tell her that all of this wasn't really happening in anyway that he only loved and would wait unto eternity to have sex with her. But then, he was so speechless and lost of words as he avoided her eye contact along with her gaze.

That proved everything as the trust and faith she'd in him diminished instantly as she kept looking at him without him looking at her back. For some minutes, she didn't really know what to do as her mind reflected on what actions to take. In realization, it sunk on her that she'd no word of a speech to him and also owed him nothing.

She felt deeply hurt like her heart has been stabbed with a knife while she felt pain yet again within. The one person she'd come to love deeply and come to care so much about had hurt her without a thought of the impact it would've toiling on her. She wanted and felt like crying a lot but not in front of him.

Although, she didn't and tried so hard to fight them back the tears still blinded her eyes. The reason that she didn't want to cry in front of him was so that he wouldn't know and get the thought of how much important he'd been to her. She didn't want him to see her hurt or give her his concerned but fake pity like she'd asked for it.

Immediately, she decided to leave his bedroom, live his house, life and forget about him as much as she could forever. Without sparing him another glance, she bent and picked up her clutch bag that'd fallen to the ground. Then, she dashed out of his bedroom like the devil was onto her trial. Hurriedly, she got out of his choking or rather oppressive house and walked quickly away from it.

In her bid to walk off in a haste, she heard his front door suddenly yanked opened loudly and knew by intuition that he was coming after her much quicker too. However, she didn't want to see his cruel face or yet have a talk with him for that matter. When she realized he was much closer after her, she stopped walking franticly and began running as fast as her now agile legs could.

"Aelina! Aelina!! Aelina !!!" She heard him called her name from a distance while chasing after her before adding, "Aelina, please wait and hear me out I just want to talk to you that's all"

Running faster, she ignored his voice and ran more onwards refusing to pay heeds to his pleas for her too stop. Hurt and heartbroken at the same time, tears freely flowed down her cheeks which were now a slight red.

Looking back thinking he would've stopped chasing her, she saw him still dashing after her wearing a white long sleeved shirt that wasn't buttoned exposing his armour like strong chest and hard rock abs. That sight had always endeared him to her as she yearned just a touch from him after seeing that but now it was over and he was yet to give up on catching up with her.

Aelina wondered how he still have the nerve to come after her knowing fully well about the weight of what he'd done and how bad it was. Like, she thought, after breaking her heart and hurting her the way he did the least he could do was just to live her the hell alone but no! here he was still hunting her down like she was one of his cherished possessions.

When she'd noticed he was getting much more closer to her and unto her tail, she kept on running as fast as possible furiously gathering while adding up some speed. She didn't stop running until she'd gotten faraway from the neighborhood of his house and hadn't seen him chasing behind her. Getting into one of the still opened local parks, she walked through it lawn serene shaky in tears.

Collapsing unto a bench, she cried her heart out and repeatedly kept crying until her tear ducts couldn't sprout out more tears as she found it twice as difficult to still believe that these had happened. Feeling so much like a fool, she was used then dumped like a piece of tissue that'd no worth and like she was some sort of dirty rag.

'I had fully and completely trusted him, she thought lamenting, now see where it'd landed me. I should've known better. He'd pretended to only love me just to get the feel of my body against his which was very unsuccessful for him and he found others that he could shamelessly but easily get it from'

Used and betrayed, that was how she felt as her mind pondered, 'How could he do this to me after all I've done for him? Why did he have to break my heart like this? Wasn't he really in love with me? Or was it just a plot he'd drafted? Why did he hurt me without even thinking to care about me for once? Why had I trusted and have faith in him so much? Why did I ever think he was different from other men?' All these questions came and flashed in her mind but she was unable to make an answer to anyone of them.

With her eyes red and puffy already, tears still rolled down on her cheeks. She felt much of a lot of pain and couldn't help remembering some of the good time and moments they've both shared together. She cried harder while reliving this now hurtful memories. All the time that she was in love with him that he made her to think what they'd was passionate and feel special but he never had been in love with her from the start.

With difficulty, she fought back with the tears as the memories were a lot vivid in her head hurting her much more. 'Why was I remembering him?, she wondered inexplicably, 'Why did I give a damn about me when he doesn't to me? Why was I thinking of him when he'd never for once thought of me?'

In frustration, she pulled hard at her damp nutmeg brown hair as she tried to get his stupid face that kept appearing in her head and loomed on her mind but she just couldn't as he was the love of her life. Well, that was what he'd once been to her but now he was such a total jerk who wasn't worth her time or crying over nor deserve a rare gem like her and neither her tears.

Now, she hated and detested him a lot all of a sudden as she wanted to forget him flushing him out of her memory as soon as she could. She didn't know and couldn't tell how long she'd sat on that very park bench crying silently in solitary but it was evident that she'd sat down there for long because it was getting darker.

After the long crying, Aelina felt a little or known to be not better as the killing pain was still there in her heart. It was difficult and impossible for her not to feel it.

So, she decided to find something that could help keep her a little of it and managed to stand with wobbly broken legs from the bench leaving the local park to the one place that could offer her a thing that she could drown herself in misery along with her sorrow in.

Walking in a stabbing pain with the help if the dimly light from the moon in the abyss of darkness, she realized how much of a fool she was for thinking Draven had so been passionately in love with her. Reasoning now as reality dawned on her, she realized it hadn't been true or pure love from the start as he'd faked to be in love with her.

Immediately, she figured the theory of the life of love as love hasn't been anything and the bitter truth was that love is nothing but a figment of fantasy.