Laying my heart out

Christian was beating the shit out of Fenris, who was laying still without fighting back.

"Christian!" I yelled, running in his direction, the crowd was gathering around them.

Christian was not listening to me, he was assaulting the poor man's face mercilessly.

I thought what should I do then I saw Kingston and Dominic standing there folding their hands. I walked there.

"Hey!! stop him! he will kill him!" I plead.

Dominic ignored me completely, Kingston rolled his eyes at me, "He will kill us if we even tried to stop him and he won't die," He said folding his hands.

My gaze widen, looking in Christian's direction where he was still beating Fenris, who stupidly still was not fighting back. "Are you mad! What do you mean he won't die? Actually, you are right, he won't die but he will be killed on the spot, for god's sake do something!" I yelled at them.

He didn't do anything, I bit my lips to stop them from wavering.

"Stop him!" My mind told me and I did what I can think of.

I run to him where he was pinning down Fenris, I kneeled in front of him, getting between them, just when he was raising his hand to land another punch.

I thought he will land the punch on me, I flinched, shielding myself with my arms anticipating the upcoming hit.

Only it never came.

I looked up to see Christian's moment have stopped, he was staring at me or more appropriately, at my tears which I have not realised had started falling from my eyes.

Seeing that he had stopped, I raised both my hand in a stopping motion at him, "Please, stop! He will die!" I reasoned with him, my whole body trembling with adrenaline.

Christian looked at me and then at Fenris, the latter one's face was covered with bruises, and his nose and mouth were bleeding, still, he was seeing the interaction in front of him calmly.

Everyone is sick here, I can't believe them.

Suddenly, Christian gripped my arm, pulling me up as we walked away. I didn't protest because it's good if he is away from the crowd.

I turned my head to see Fenris, but in his place, now lays a black wolf. He looks fine not scratched even. So that means wolves heal fast.

It was not until I was inside Christian's room and he locked the door, that I realised what he can do to me and I won't heal even.

"Tell me, who gave you the permission to let him touch you!" He sneered at me, walking close to me.

With each step I took, my heart beats faster. I was not afraid of him, I believe he won't hurt me physically. But he has heard me in other ways more than I can count.

"Christian, at least listen to me—" I whispered but it becomes a yelp when he rammed his hand on the wall.

"Answer to what I have asked only!" He growled, I looked at his fist he just rammed into the wall. It was bleeding.

"Christian you are bleeding!" I whispered, trying hard to remain straight.

"I fucking don't care!" He yelled and pushed the glass table on his left it fell, shattering immediately.

I screamed as I fell on my knees, closing my eyes. My adrenaline took the best of me and I started crying loudly.

The room went silent, only the sound of my loud breathing was present.

I stayed frozen in the position I was in until I feel him crouching in front of me.

He touches both my arms and I flinched. Looking into his golden eyes, They were filled with deep emotions.

"I am sorry," He whispered, he genuinely means it.

I hesitated before wrapping my arms around his torso. Snuggling my tiny form into his large form as I cried the tiredness of my last few days out.

He hugged me back, caressing my head, he consoled me, "I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I promise it won't happen again!"

I tightened my grip around him, "Why? why do you keep doing like this with me again and again? What have I done to get this treatment?" I asked him in a whisper.

I felt his chest moving as he gulped before answering me, "You don't know many things about me, who I am and what you are for me, It hurts me when I am reminded you never wanted to be with me in the first place, I don't want anyone touching you, not because I am an asshole who wants to control you but It's that I just can't live with the idea that you might want to leave me," He said, his vulnerability was palpable in his voice.

I felt my heart stop beating at his words, I was quiet for a moment, and then I laid my heart out for him, "I don't want to leave you but we never have been together until now, I don't know what I am to you, but I don't like the behaviour you had with me before, I want this, what this is right now, you understanding me, talking to me, trying to know what I want, I know I am not your forever but I want to be your present. Only you never gave me the chance." I told him everything I was thinking.

Craning my neck to look up at him, His gaze bore into mine. Our breathings were hard as the time stopped at the intensity of the moment.

I took his injured hand, bringing it to my lips. I kissed it without looking away from his eyes. He hadn't said anything yet.

"Say something," I plead to him.

Inhaling deeply, He caressed my cheek with his thumb, "I want this chance too, I want—no— I need you," He whispered.

Just before our lips crashed, He kissed me with all of his emotions, I kissed him back. Wrapping my arms around his neck, this was the first time I had felt so strongly for someone.

I don't know what this is between us, if I am something more than a breeder for him or if It's just a matter of time before it ends.

The last few days have helped me understand what it is to be like with him.

I only know one thing, Christian Armstrong has become the centre of my universe. Something beyond emotions has bound my soul to his. Even if he leaves me, he still will be there inside me.