Chapter 25 (Cole's Pov)

Quote of the chapter...

''You'll always be mine, even when I'm not yours.'' -Unknown.

Surprise!!!

A chapter in the monkey's Pov!!!

Cole: Hey! My name is Cole for god sake.

Me: *smirks* But I'm gonna call you monkey, any problem?

Cole: Only one person can call me that, and she knows who she is. AND, she clearly isn't you.

Me: *Glaring* That was rude, and I'm the one who created you in the first place, I have every right to call you, AND, all the GND readers can call you that as well.

Cole: *rolls eyes* Whatever.

Me: Yeah...

Cole: Didn't you have to announce something?

Me: Yeah...that...okay...

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Cole's point of view:-

It hurt.

It fucking hurt.

My cheek didn't. My heart did.

I just stared at her. I could see that she was hurt. A lot actually.

Seeing her hurt, made my heartache.

"Antony was right. So fucking right." She muttered.

Antony? What does she mean? He must've lied to her today at the business meeting. That fucker. What exactly did he tell her?

"I shouldn't have trusted you. You're an arrogant player who knows nothing but to use a girl. How easily did you lie to me?" She said, tears leaking from her eyes uncontrollably.

I so badly wanted to wipe them away. But I know I couldn't.

"What are you talking about? I've never lied to you. And I never will. And, I am not playing with--" She didn't let me complete.

"Shut the fuck up! Don't try lying again. Antony told me everything about the bet." She said, glaring at me hard. I could see that she hates me now. Hate.

Wait, bet? What bet?

"Bet?" I asked her.

My question seemed to irk her more.

"Yes bet." She said, through gritted teeth.

"What bet are you talking about?" I asked her.

I seriously had no idea about any bet. Other than the 'sin bet' I made with Antony. But that bet had no connection with Xandra. It was a bet made 2 years ago.

"The bet you made with Antony." She said, through gritted teeth.

How...when...why did Antony tell her about it? I felt my blood boiling.

I knew that fucker couldn't be trusted.

"Look--" I tried explaining but she didn't let me.

"You think I'm an idiot. Don't you? But If you think you could use me just like that and I wouldn't get to know? Just because you think you're the player doesn't that you're the only one who gets to play with people's heart. You're a moron to think that. I won't let you use me. I won't." She said, her eyes were like a window to her soul.

I could see the anger, hurt, regret, tiredness and most importantly betrayal for me in her eyes.

But I seriously had enough.

I grabbed both her hands by her wrist, to stop her from hitting me on the chest. I could feel her skin burning.

Was she not well?

"If you're done screaming false accusations at me, do you mind enlightening me about what you and Antony exactly talked about?" I said firmly, but I couldn't help but feel jealous.

I mean, Thier heads were so close, and they were talking in hushed voices, and they were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice me joining the table.

I just couldn't imagine Xandra getting close to that fucker. Let alone talk to her.

"The bet you made with Antony on me. Antony told me everything about it. No wonder you suddenly got so interested in me." She said, her voice breaking at the end.

Cage lied. Again. Some things will never change.

"I didn't," I said, my eyes staring deep into her chocolate like hazel eyes.

I really liked her. A lot actually. I've liked her since the day she came to my house.

I remember watching her color with Mason, she was so engrossed in that work that she didn't notice that I and my brothers were standing in the very room, staring at her.

Just one glance at her, and I knew I was a goner.

I knew that she was the perfect kind of trouble; a good girl who knew exactly when to be bad.

"I don't believe you anymore." She said quietly.

Honestly speaking, it hurt, hearing those words leaving her mouth.

She tried loosening her wrist from my hold but I didn't budge.

I can't let her go. She's a keeper.

"Hear me out. Just once. Please?" I asked her, my voice was a mere whisper.

Please say yes. If she refused, I'll let her go.

"Okay." She said, sighing in defeat.

I internally smiled. This was something I liked about her, her kindness.

She may not show it, but I can see that clearly. I can read her like a book.

"I like you Xandra. A lot. And I can't even think about playing with you. Antony lied. Like always. And since you're new here, he lied to you about the whole bet thing. And you blindly trusted him. And not me. And it's okay if you don't like me back. I'll not stop trying. I'll keep trying to get you like me back too. I even understand that you don't trust me. But, look into my eyes, and say that I'm lying. Can you do that?" I asked her at last.

She looked anywhere, but not in my eyes.

I wasn't lying. She knew it too.

I left her wrists. I turned my face away from hers as I stared ahead at the beautiful lake in front of me. Even in the darkness, this place was so amazing. The sky was full of bright stars.

The darkest nights produce the brightest stars.

Xandra didn't speak. Maybe she didn't trust me.

I wouldn't even think about betting on a girl again, after what happened 2 years ago.

"I'm sorry." I heard her whisper.

I felt her head leaning on my shoulder, as she stared ahead at the lake too.

"For what?" I asked her.

"For slapping you. For not trusting you and for listening to that Dickhead.  I knew he was lying but..." She trailed off.

"It's okay. But there is one thing you didn't answer." I said, intertwining my comparatively big hand in her small one.

"What?" She asked.

"Do you...do you like me too?" I hesitantly asked her.

She stayed quiet.

"I don't know that yet." She finally answered.

I smiled.

"At least it's not a no." I joked. She chuckled.

But this really meant I still had a chance with her. I would keep trying. No matter what.

I heard a yawn escape from her mouth, making me smile.

Her small activities are something I really don't wanna miss.

I felt her lift her head from my shoulder as she tilted her head back, taking support from the bench in which we were sitting.

She stared at the sky as if it was the most beautiful thing on earth.

I stared at the sky full of stars too.

"I've heard it somewhere, that when people die, they become stars so that they could look after us from up there." She suddenly said.

I knew for a fact that it was not true. But I wasn't going to tell her that.

"Jasmin must be somewhere there. Looking at me and Tyler." She said.

Jasmin was her dead best friend, whom Xandra missed quite dearly.

And, I don't know much about that Tyler guy, other than the fact that he is a player and her best friend.

I heard light snores coming from Xandra.

She slept.

How cute.

I untangled my hand from hers, as I laid my head on her Lap.

She was still burning. I shouldn't have brought her here when she was ill.

I removed my leather jacket and placed it on her shoulder.

I then laid my head on her lap. I silently stared at her beautiful face.

There was no doubt that she looked pretty even in her hello kitty PJs, I just wouldn't tell her. It would only increase the size of her narcissism.

I certainly didn't want that.

Xandra was the first girl, I've met who is so confident about herself. And I like that trait in her.

Staring at her face, made me realize that she looked so innocent while sleeping.

Nothing is cuter than a sleeping kitten.

I felt my eyes getting heavy. I was sleepy too.

With one last thought on my mind, sleep engulfed me.

You'll always be mine, even when I'm not yours, Xandra.

A/N,

That's it for today!