Chapter 14: Ooh That Touch

Andrea's pov:

No way I'm gonna sleep with someone who literally hit me leaving scars behind me. Never. I'd rather die.

I quickly eat the food. Lia is a good cook. I'm still on the ground, putting my knees close to my chest. Kavinsky came and informed the time. It's already 12. He arranged the bed as he said me to lay beside him. I shook my head.

"You're coming or not?"

"No"

He sighed as he took me into his arms and I'm too weak too tired to get myself out of his arms. Genuinely, I felt so good. But I will never forgive him for his actions towards me.

I'm under his blanket and I can't even breathe properly. It's suffocating and uncomforting. I need to drink water but this bastard is holding my hand tightly. I can't even wink. I tried to get out of his grab-

"What are you doing?", He said, being confused.

"I want to drink water"

"You could've said me", he got up and fench a glass of water for me. He looked at me while I was drinking the water. "Don't you dare to leave me Andrea. Ever."

"I'm going to sleep", I said as i lay down on my back but it's hurting, so I turned around. He laid beside me and fell asleep.

Can I just run away again? I slowly moved my butt, creating no sound but he grabbed my waist. "Planning to run again?"

"No-"

"I see, babygirl", he brushed his cheeks against my neck giving me shivers. His lips on my collarbone and his boner touching my butt. Somebody help me! It's warm.

I hardly can breathe. But later i felt good so I fell asleep.

"Andrea. Andrea?"

I woke up and opened my eyes. Lia is standing infront of me. I got up, moaning for the pain behind my back. She's holding a first aid box. "Hey. Good morning", I wished.

"Morning Andrea! Can you open this hoodie? I need to put medicines on your back"

Kavinsky came inside his room, while Lia gently put the cream on my back. It felt relieving. I saw him coming. He put his hands on his pocket and stood beside the bed, pouting. "Taking care?"

"You better shut that mouth Andrew", Lia snapped.

"I mean- I'm, I'm sorry! I had no other options. I am genuinely sorry"

"Why you're saying that to me? Say to her! God, look at her back. It's all- huh!"

"Okay. You go. I'll take care of it. GO!"

"Fine. Do it by yourself"

"You're leaving?", I asked Lia. She stopped putting the cream.

"Yes sweetheart. No worries, he won't do anything. Such a monster!"

"LIA!"

"Shut up. Talk respectfully. I raised you, I'm older than you. Don't act harsh towards her!", She yelled as she left.

Kavinsky sat beside me and started to put that cream. His finger traced over my back as I straightened myself cause I got chills.

"I'm sorry. Andrea."

"Bandages don't fix bullet holes. You are so bad! I thought of you as a good person. I thought that what you actually act is fake. There's an angel inside you. But I was completely wrong"

"Yes you were. I didn't tell you to believe me or something. That's why I'm telling you, don't even try to fix me"

"Huh".

I lay down, closing my eyes cause I feel so weak and fragile. I turned around. It's 7am. It's like dawn for me. Kavinsky put his head on my shoulder.

"I'm again sorry bae- Andrea"

"Huh"

"Stop that huh. It's unpredictable for real"

"I don't care. Huh"

"You- wanna eat something now? You seem sick. You need to eat something"

He brought some lobster scrambled eggs, Venezuelan choclate pancakes and fruit juices. "You don't have to do that. First you hit me, now you're taking care of me? Weird"

"It's weird I know but, as I told you, I didn't want you to hurt. Seriously. Okay if you really hate me then", he grabbed his belt and hand it over to me. "Hit me"

"You'll let me do that?"

"Ofcourse", he opened his shirt, facing is towards me. "Hit me if that reduce your temper and hate for me"

God the scars all over his back. My poor heart can't do that. No. Still I stretched the belt and- no! I can't do that. I threw away the belt. "I can't"

"Why?"

"Cause I'm not a devil like you"

"That's it. I'm a devil so you better- stay away from me"

"Okay. I'll stay away. Let me go home then"

"Home? You parents don't give a shit about you. Plus, they still haven't paid the debt. I can't. And..", he paused. "I can treat you better. I will treat you right"

"I can see how better you treat me. Thanks!"

"Really?", He came closer to me. He slided his hand around my tiny waist as he pulled me closer to him. He traced down with his index finger from the shoulder to my wrist, giving me goosebumps. His touch. His touch! "I really can treat you better"

"I don't want this things"

"Tell me what you want then"

"Freedom"

"Freedom? Fine. We're going to a party tonight. I'll bring a fine dress for you"

"Party?"

"Yes, cause you want freedom. Let's go outside and have some fun"

"Is it a mafia party?", My eyes sparkled.

"Yes babygirl. There will be mafia kings and their girlfriends. It's a party thrown by my friend. There won't be any of my rivals. So don't worry"

"Rivals? You got rivals?"

"Yes. You got too"

"Me?", I asked, puzzled.

"Your parents. They're your rivals".

I stayed quiet. He came closer to me, looking into my eyes and said, "I'm heading. Take rest untill I come. There's books in my room. Read if you want to".

"Okay. But- what should I wear?"

"You don't have to worry princess. I already took care of it. You just need to choose"

Goddamn! I've never seen such a pretty closet. Kavinsky brought it for me. Lia is present too. They said me to choose and i can't help myself from choosing all the dresses. They're so pretty and they seem luxurious.

"Choose whatever you like", Kavinsky said, leaning against the wall. I'm so confused. Lia picked a black dress and put it closer to her chest.

"If I had a option, I'll choose this one", she said. Her face says that she wants that.

"Yes. Black suits her", Kavinsky's eyes searched my body. I felt uncomfortable. But i didn't want that.

"Lia, you take it"

"Why would you give her that?", Kavinsky whispered loud as I glared at him.

"You can take it Lia"

"No no. This is yours. I was just suggesting"

"It's okay. I like this more", I said picking the maroon coloured long revealing dress. "You can take that!"

"Oh okay. Lia take it!"

"Thanks Andrea. You're such an angel".

I chose my dress as they left. Kavinsky winked at me before leaving and now I'm alone in his dark room. Woah! Should I just roam around? Or read some books?

But this boy has books only about crime and suspense. Still I started to read something which was pretty interesting.

"God. That was traumatic-", I looked at the watch. I've spent four hours on this book? Damn. I put that back on the bookshelf as I searched more. I found a OH! CAMERA! I found it in his showcase. I took it out and went closer to the mirror. I clicked a mirror selfie of myself. It's so nice until the door opened behind me.

"What are you doing?", Kavinsky asked.

"Uh-nothing really!", I said trying to hold back that camera but somehow he noticed it.

"What are you doing with my camera?*

"Sorry, I'll put this on the showcase-"

"It's okay. Take it"

"Actually, I've never clicked photos with a camera. I mean if you search for my childhood pics, you can't find one cause they never took photos of me"

"You were that much poor?"

"No. They just never clicked. I always been an unwanted child. My mother didn't want me. She had me when she was 18 and she kind of regretted. That's why she married with my father. She never liked me. Never.."

"Who told you this?"

"Dad. Well, we were pretty rich but we were bankrupted. And.. anyways!"

"Hm. Get ready okay"

"Can you please get out then?"

"Oh yes sure-"

Kavinsky shouted from outside, 'Are you done yet?"

"YES!", I shouted back as the door opened. I'm ready.

Andrew's pov:

I can't believe how perfectly she slayed in this Scarlett coloured outfit. She's gorgues! Her short hair slayed with her too. But- the wounds and marks on her back is visible. I- what you did Kavinsky? It's worse now. It's all blue and red. Shit!

I quickly draped my black coat on her shoulder. She's looking badass! "I'm sorry for this!"

"It's okay. I can slay even if I'm dead! You don't have to worry"

We both looked at the mirror as I'm standing behind her. I didn't realise that I'm so taller than her. I can't take out my eyes from her.

"Looking like a mafia queen!", I whispered.