Dying from cuteness

I felt my knees quiver slightly, my stomach churned and my beat picked up when he said that. What does he mean by punishment and how does he know that I am lying, am I that obvious ?.

I looked down at my hands that was still held by him nervously. My body tensed up when he started drawing circles around my hand.

"Will you tell me or do you choose to accept the punishment for lying to me." He said while I shuddered in fear, my lower lip trembling as I tried to answer him. No matter how hard I tried no words came out.

"Punishment it is then," he came again sending shivers down my spine. My heart was racing in my chest threatening to jump out and run away. He moved close to me on the bed and looked directly at me with a mischievous smile. I knew I was going to regret not telling the truth to him. He had a smug grin on his face that terrified me.

I closed my eyes and leaned back on bed and rested my head on the pillows, I had no idea what he meant by punishment but it terrified me. Never would I ever have imagined that I would ever be frightened being with Adrian. The storys I have heard are not helping but making it worse. I kept thinking about how Cher had described her first time being with a man and it scared me.

"For your punishment you will have to," he paused for a dramatic effect as he whispered in my ear, I shivered in anticipation " you will have to eat as much food as I put in your plate."

"What !" I asked as he laughed so much, I can't believe that eating is my punishment. He must not know me at all how could he dare me with food. I will show him, let me see if he keeps laughing after the food is brought. Not long after a knock came from the door. Adrian went to open the door and the waiter came in dragging a cart full of food. There is so much food in the cart that I feel full just looking at it.

"Come on dear, it is time for your punishment unless you have changed your mind and want to tell me the truth," he said with an evil look in her eyes. Am I crazy for thinking that he looks more handsome when he is plotting my misery. I have completely lost my mind when he started serving me food. I have to get out of this situation somehow but I don't know what to do, he seems to be enjoying my current predicament.

Why did I not just tell him the truth, I still have time I should tell him now before he brings that mountain called punishment. He has served so much food to my plate that I don't think that even and entire football team can finish. He looks at me smiles, I really want to punch that smile from his literally. He is planning to torture me with food, how demented can he possibly be.

He came to the bed and took me by the hand and lifted me bridal style and took to dining table. If wasn't going to torture me in a minute I would have enjoyed being carried like this. He sat me down before setting himself opposite me, he pushed the food to me and smiled as he asked to start eating. I feel like beating him up right now and then run away from him, he is out to get me 'grandpa help me' I screamed in my head hoping by some miracle he would show up and take me away from this crazy man who wants to kill me with food.

"Come on love, won't you eat. I served you your food with so much love. Won't you eat for me and don't forget our agreement, you must finish everything in your plate." He sounded so sweet saying if anyone saw this they would think him as romantic. If only he wasn't attempting murder at the moment then I would have been flustered by his sweet talk. I pick up my fork to start eating but on seeing the amount of food on my plate I lost my appetite and wanted to puke. "You will be the death of me with your cuteness," I heard him whisper.

He reminds me of the highschool version of him, the one who never thought twice before hurting me. The one who made me hate myself and life so much that I prayed to God everyday to end my life. The one who broke my heart over and over again without any remorse. The one who kept my eyes wet with tears every single moment and always ensured that he made it clear how much he hated. The one who chased me out of my own country and made me wish never to return. The one who chose the world over and always ensured that I understood that I wasn't important.

I felt his hand on my face and it brought me out of my own thoughts and realized that I was crying. The tears flowers from my eyes and I made no attempt to wipe.

"Look love, you don't have to eat the food if you don't want to. I was just joking with you, I would never be so inconsiderate to make you eat so much. No need to cry, just eat to your full and leave the rest." He said as he continued to wipe my tears but every word he spoke did the opposite of what they were supposed to. Instead of calming down I kept crying and heart was in so much food thinking about everything.

How can he be so different now, is it because he doesn't remember the past. Will he change again once he regains his memories ? Will he stop being nice to me if he remembers what had transpired between us back then ? Will he regret marrying me and leave me or will he change his about spending the rest of his life with me ? Did I make a mistake by coming back and proposing to him? Will I forget everything he put me through in the past or will it haunt me forever.

I know I said that we should forget the past and start but how can I do that when the wounds he left me with still haven't healed. I thought that I had forgotten everything the why does my heart hurt so much, why does it feel like it was only yesterday that everything happened.

'Why did you hurt me so much Adrian.'