Chapter twenty one: Mr Emerson??

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💝 Bella's p.o.v 💝

Light shone brightly at my closed eyelids and i mumbled some cusses, stirring. I sat upright...as i tried rubbing the sleep off my crust- shut eyes.

My head felt heavy...I yawned and stretched lazily as i got down from the bed, stuffing my feet in my flip-flops.

I heard the shower running from the bathroom.

Demon king?

How did i even get back here last night?

Hell! He let me sleep on the bed?

Where did he sleep?

I hissed in pain and pressed my temples, approaching the small fridge.

Opening it, i grabbed a bottle of water and began to gulp it down.

The bathroom door opened and the demon king came out... Shirtless.

A gasp escape my mouth and I almost choked on the water.

Drops of water trickled down his wet, messy hair down to his chest and to those fine ass abs.

Gawwddd! How could he be so hot!

I swallowed my spit and started gulping down the water again, to hide my blush.

It ain't my fault that I get to admire him...he's just so hot, I can't help it.

I bit my lip hard, to stop myself from squealing.

Stupid hormones! What are you doing?!

"You know it's rude to stare right?" His voice pricked my ears.

I quickly looked away..."Who said I was staring?". I asked, clearing my throat.

"Tch! I know you like what you see, but you should just stop and wipe the drool off".

"I wasn't drooling!". I retorted indignantly. Then quickly wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, just in case.

"Really?" He asked, as he turned to face me and I viewed his abs fully..

Omigosh!

I started drinking the water again, in a hurry to conceal my embarrassment.

I was practically screaming inside me... 'hot' 'hot' 'hot'.

He had a smugly expression....then it changed to pissed one.

"Where did you go last night?".

"What do you care?" I asked in return, putting the empty bottle back in the fridge.

"Just answer me". He said

"Some bar, around" I replied, folding my arms and giving him a fixed gaze.

"Why do you ask?".

"How much did you drink?". He asked, ignoring my question.

"Why the early morning interrogation? I'm not telling you". I replied.

"Do you have any idea what you did last night?".

"What? Me? How?....um...I can't really remember even coming back here". I scratched my head.

"You defiled me". He muttered

"Say whaaaaat?".I stared at him popeyed. "What do you mean by defiling you?". I covered my mouth with my palm.

"You walked in, grabbed me and..." He paused.... I gasped..

"Oh no..". I murmured

"And spew what you had for dinner all over me'. He glared back at me.

Huh?!. Phewwwww!

I sighed in relief, holding my chest...

"You shouldn't just use the word 'defile' anyhow, for a second I thought i actually did something else!!". I snapped at him.

"I'm the one who's supposed to be mad at you, now you're mad at me?". He asked, putting on a black shirt.

So...I threw up on him huh?

Guess it's payback time...for using my b**bs as a pillow the other night.

I pinched the bridge of my nose...

"You said i defiled you...like you were pure in the first place".

"Shut up!". He cussed at me.

"Don't tell me to shut up! You don't have the right to.". I said.

"Shut up". He repeated.

"Can't you just try not to be a prick for a day? You shouldn't tell a lady to shut up!". I snapped.

"You're a nuisance who needs to keep quiet, so just shut up". He murmured.

Eish!!

"Who are you calling a nuisance? You jerk!".

"You want me to shut you up pinky?". He asked huskily, moving closer to me..

I took few steps backwards...and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth, probably because of my reaction.

"We're going to the museum in 5 minutes....you haven't even had your bath... Goodluck with that". He said

Shoot!

I dashed off to the bathroom as soon as he left the room.

*

I walked briskly down the hall, using my scrunchy to pack my hair in a ponytail.

I hoped Raven and Mia were still around so we'd all be late together.

Considering the fact that Raven took more shots of alcohol than me, I presumed she'd still be in bed, suffering from hangover.

I really don't wanna imagine the look on Mr Gretonia's face when i catch up with them...or worse, Miss Becca's.

I stopped walking abruptly, when i heard a heated argument coming from one of the rooms, one of the voices sounded like the anonymous CEO.

"Just listen to me". I heard him say.

"Why should I?" The other voice asked, exuding such a nasty attitude.

Demon king?

"With all due respect Mr Gretonia, if i hadn't known better I'd say Mr black suit here bribed you otherwise, why would you bring me to meet with a stranger you and i know nothing about?". He asked, venom in his voice.

"Aiden, listen to what i have to say". The CEO spoke up.

What in the Galaxy is going on?

"But, i don't want to hear it". He fired back.

"You should know your place and respect me as your father!!". The CEO retorted slamming his hand on a desk and I jerked in shock.

Wait....what?

The demon king stifled a laughter...

"Father? Do you know the meaning of 'father'? You're not my father...I don't have a father....he died seven years ago".

"Look, why don't you just put aside our past and let's start anew...son". The CEO said, calmer this time.

Son? The CEO's son is the demon king? He has a dad? The CEO is his dad?! Mr Emerson?!

My brain was still trying to register what was going on...

"Put aside our past? Tch! Who the hell do you even think you are to think you can ask to see me whenever you please?".

"I am still your father!". The CEO snapped back at him.

Jeez! No need for a DNA test, those two were clearly father and son with Aiden taking after his temper.

"What type of father leaves his family when they needed him the most? What type of father dumps his pregnant wife and moved on like it was nothing! My mom suffered because of you! She fucking tried to kill herself because of you!!" The demon king yelled and i felt the agony in his voice.

I covered my mouth not to let out a gasp.

I knew it was wrong to eavesdrop on their conversation, i just couldn't help but listen.

"I didn't mean to leave Aiden, that's why i want you to listen to what I have to say".

"Like hell I'll listen...I would've given you my listening ears, years ago when you left, but you didn't even give an explanation as to the reason you left. You just disappeared and left us hanging". His voice cracked.

The door opened and Mr Gretonia walked out of the room, then paused, when he saw me. He quickly closed the door and sighed.

"You shouldn't be here". He said in a low tone.

I used the back of my hand to wipe my now misty eyes.

How did the tears even form?

"I'm sorry, i-i was just passing by, when i overheard the discussion and...and..". I stuttered and he stopped me from talking, holding out his hand at me.

"Let's just leave". He said and left, then turned back, gesturing to follow him.

I looked back at the door, concerned, then followed him.

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We got to the museum, with Mr Gretonia and Miss Becca leading the way.

The other students were super excited as they saw different sculptures, paintings and monuments.

I sighed deeply, pondering over the argument I overheard earlier.

"Hey, are you okay?" Mia asked, taking my hand in hers.

I shook my thoughts off and looked up at her, then faked a smile.

I didn't know if I should disclose what i had found out or not.

"Who ate your bowl of sunshine this morning, thundercloud?" Raven asked from beside me.

I chuckled, covering it up.

"I'm fine....just some uh....mood swings?". I said, but it sounded more like a question.

"Oh! So your August visitor is here huh?".

"What? Oh yeah,". I replied, as soon as I remembered i was still on my period.

The excuse really worked out well.

I chuckled nervously, touching the nape of my neck.

"Now, this is the painting of Monalisa," Mr Gretonia said and we walked up to where he was, pointing at a painting on the wall. Some of the students took pictures of it.

"Over there, as i had promised, is the painting of the pyramid of kukulkan, El Castillo of chichen itza, one of the pre-eminent existing examples of Mayan architecture in Mexico". He said as he glanced at me.

Yeah....he would, coz that was one of the answers to the question I had failed to answer in class.

I looked down, from his gaze.

Miss Becca took us to the other part of the museum where we saw the skeletons of dinosaurs, and other extinct creatures.

We took pictures, selfies with sculptures and paintings.

Soon our tour was coming to an end for the day and we were given refreshments which I'm sure was provided by the CEO which i now knew as Mr Emerson.

The demon king wasn't present with us at the museum and i wondered how he felt, as he had met his dad after a long time.

*

After spending close to 7 hours outside, we decided to return to our shelter, the hotel.

I walked to my room, opened the door and went inside....demon king wasn't in.

Only God knows where he went to..

I plopped down to the bed, sighing.

Today's a bad day for him. I wonder what I would've done if i were in his shoes.

Soon, I dozed off, to the dreamland.

I only woke up later, when the sound of the door opening and walking feet disturbed my sleep.

My eyes were opened, but i couldn't see a thing...why was everywhere so dark?

The lights came on and I saw the demon king...he had switched on the lights and was approaching the couch.

Somehow, i felt relaxed as he had returned, i was worried about where he had gone.

He had an expression i couldn't decipher but i knew he was downcast.

The silence in the room was so unbearable and I decided to break it.

"You weren't at the museum". I muttered.

"Mind your business". He said, grumpily.

I sighed and sat upright...

"You look so down, are you alri..."

"I'm fine!" He didn't even let me finish my statement.

"But...you.."

"I said I'm fine!! mind your goddamn business!!" He yelled at me.

"Yeah...I won't question you...just go ahead and yell at me if it'll make you feel better". I muttered and he looked at me.

"About your dad, I know he wronged you...but he's still your dad yunno". I said.

"So you know huh? How did you find out?" He asked, his eyes, downcast.

"I overheard your conversation, I'm sorry for eavesdropping though...but you guys were a little bit loud and i couldn't just pass".

"Don't call him my dad, i don't have a father". He mumbled.

"I know, he sucks for leaving you guys, but maybe he's trying to reconcile".

"Reconcile?" He scoffed, "After all these years? He left his pregnant wife on her own...he abandoned her...he abandoned us, he doesn't even know what his unborn baby looked like, then and now. Annie doesn't even know she has a father".

My heart sank at his words.

"He didn't care about her...he didn't care about us...me". His voice cracked and i knew he was hurt.

He finally looked into my eyes and it was then I saw sadness woven into his.

I felt like I should cradle him, he didn't have that nasty smirk or smugly expression he always wore...he looked like a lost child.

My heart throbbed as i watched him.

He looked so vulnerable and it was an odd sight, considering he was the demon king, number one bad boy of Hogworths high.

"My mom almost stabbed herself, when he had left us. She cried her eyes out, continuously and i had never seen her like that until then...I was scared I thought i was gonna lose her too". He muttered and I could swear i saw his eyes become misty.

I didn't know he could become so vulnerable, he looked so broken and depressed. I knew his obnoxious, pompous, arrogant, naughty side. I never knew he also had this side.

This side of him, new to me...it pierced my heart and I felt l could feel every ounce of pain he was feeling.

"We were close yunno, my dad and I, he promised he would take good care of me and be by my side, but then...I woke up one day and found out.he..he disappeared". He sucked in some air and looked away from me, hiding his agony.

"I'm so sorry all these happened...you..you can let it all out okay? Your anguish, anger...all of it..it's okay to cry". I muttered.

He scoffed and wiped his eyes, standing up and heading for the balcony.

"I don't cry..." He said.

I also followed him to the balcony to receive some fresh air.

I turned to look at him and he looked away. His hands on the railing were trembling and i noticed his lips were quivering.

He was fighting hard not to cry in front of me.

I placed my hand on his and he tensed at my touch.

"It's okay, you don't have to hide your pain, let it out". I said.

I moved closer and brought his head down to my shoulder, his heart was beating rapidly.

"You can cry on my shoulder". I said in whispers.

He clutched my blouse tight, and finally wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to him. Then i felt his body shook as he sobbed quietly on my shoulder.

The tears that had piled up in my eyes, started rolling down my cheeks.

Somehow, i was hurt because he was hurt. I didn't know why.

I just let the tears flow as i patted his back.

Why was life so unfair?