“Harry?” I mumbled looking at him.
He looked at me with a smirk plastered on his lips. After many months, he spoke to me “Stella!”
Hearing my name from him made my heart flutter. I kept looking at him not saying anything.
He stood from the bed walking towards me. I was already irritated with Noah and didn’t want to get more irritated with him. He stopped in front of me almost crowding. I could feel his alcoholic breath on my face that was making me feel disgusted.
“How are you, princess?” He asked bending to my height.
That’s it. Hearing him, my eyes became glassy but I didn’t let my tears fall on my cheeks. Without looking at him, I said “Get out.”
“You are not even asking how am I. Why? Because you got the new boyfriend?” Saying that he started touching my waist.
“Don’t touch me.” I shouted at him removing his hand.
Ignoring me he kept touching my waist and started moving his hands to my hips while he brought his face closer to mine to kiss. I pushed him shouting “I said don’t touch me and get the hell out of here.”
I could see his face reddened in anger and he clenched his jaw hearing me. “Why?” He shouted in a loud voice that made me flinch. He stepped forward shouting and I stepped back in fear.
He put his palms on the wall caging me between the wall and his body.
“Harry, get off me.” I tried to push him but he didn’t even move a bit.
He slammed the wall beside my head that made my tears fall down in fear. He leaned forward shouting “If it’s Noah, you would happily kiss him but if it’s me I should get off you.”
My eyes widened hearing him. I shook my head mumbling “Harry?”
“Tell me. How did you that easily forget me and kiss some other?” he shouted at my face.
I put my palms on his chest and moved my head to other side saying “I didn’t kiss him. Harry get off me.”
“I saw you, Stella. I saw you both in the woods.” He brought his face closer to my cheek brushing it with his lips. He then whispered in my ear “Tell me, how many times he fucked you.”
I became frozen for a moment hearing him. Tears kept streaming down continuously with his words.
He kept saying “I guess many times and I think you loved the pleasure he gave you so you are not even thinking to leave him anytime.”
It became really hard to take his words. Before he uttered anything more, I slapped him that made his face fell to a side. I pushed him shouting “Are you mad? What the hell are you talking? And why… why do you even care with whom I hang out, whom I kiss and with whom I sleep with? Just get the hell out of here.”
Harry asked gritting his teeth. “You totally forgot me, don’t you? Did you ever think about me all these days?”
I shouted while tears were rolling down “Why would I even think about you? Bloody go out from here.”
Harry’s eyes went glassy for a moment but they turned red in anger the next minute. He pinned my hands to the wall above my head shouting “I am right. He is so good in bed, didn’t he? You forgot me as he is so good for you and now let me show you who is the best.”
Before I could understand what he was saying, he lifted me up from there and threw me on the bed.
“Harry?” Mumbling his name, I tried to get away but he straddled over me holding my hands on my either side.
“Harry no. Leave me.” I shouted and wriggled but he didn’t let go of me.
He brought his face closer to my neck kissing it. I shut my eyes in disgust when he was doing that.
“Harry please.” My shouts turned to pleads when he caught both of my hands over my head with his one hand while his other hand started touching my belly.
He kept kissing me on my neck sucking it. For a second I felt it was not Harry, who was on the top of me but someone else.
“From now you’ll never forget me.” Harry said looking at me angrily.
“No please, Harry.” I pleaded.
“Why? Months back you were moaning my name but now you are pleading me.” He shouted.
I kept looking at him without even blinking. Tears kept streaming down continuously. First Noah kissed me without my consent now Harry.
He kept trailing his hands down my body and he slipped his hand inside my t-shirt.
“No.” I wriggled to get free from his grip but it went in vain.
When I was in that position, the room door suddenly opened and Roman and Anna walked to us hurriedly. Roman dragged Harry away holding him tightly.
Immediately I stood from the bed and Anna hugged me.
“Harry! What the fuck!” Roman shouted while I kept looking at them sobbing badly.
Roman hit Harry on the face and dragged him out of the room. I became numb looking at Harry.
“Stella!” I could feel Anna patting my cheeks but I was not responding.
“Stella!” Anna shouted again and I looked at her crying loudly.
Anna hugged me and kept consoling me but my tears were not stopped. She made me sit on the bed patting my back. I hugged her saying “What happened to him, Anna? He is not Harry.”
“Stella! Calm down.” Saying that she made me lay on the bed. She sat beside me holding my hand and asking me to sleep. I shut my eyes to sleep but I couldn’t as tears kept rolling down. My mind was filled with a lot of questions. What if Roman didn’t come on time? Why did Harry behave like that? All those questions were making me feel scared. Anna locked all the doors and sat beside me talking to me giving me the assurance of she was with me. Then some time at night I drifted into sleep unknowingly.
(Harry’s POV)
Roman dragged me to our regular partying spot with girls which almost looked like a house but it’s a shed. He punched me on my face shouting “What the fuck happened to you, Harry?”
I stood straight not saying anything. My face fell to a side and I kept seeing Stella’s kiss with that bastard.
Roman held my collar angrily. He kept shouting at me but I didn’t say anything. All the time, the images of their kissing was flashing in front of me.
“I’m bloody asking you, Harry. Open your mouth.” Roman shouted again.
I pushed him back shouting “What should I speak? Should I say Stella kissed Noah that made my blood boil? Should I say she completely forgot me and had been living her life happily but here I’m living like a fucking idiot remembering her always? Recalling her memories? What should I say?”
Roman let out a sigh shouting “You are insane, Harry. You don’t love her but you don’t want her to enjoy her life. What the hell is this? You and Stella were past. It’s over.”
“No it’s not. I don’t want to end my relationship with her.”
“Okay tell me. What’s the relationship you have with Stella? A friend? A sister? A girlfriend? Or is she your whore?”
I was already fuming with everything and he added fuel to the fire. I punched him so hard that made blood come out from his mouth. He fell on the ground and I sat on the top of him hitting his face. “How dare you talk about her like that?”
He pushed me back shouting “I will say, listen. You love her, Harry. You love her too much so you can’t see her with someone else but your stubborn side is not accepting it because you are scared you might be shackled with the thing called love. You are afraid you cannot enjoy your life if you commit to a single person. Your ego is stopping you to talk to her. You want her all to yourself. Only to yourself. Question yourself Harry. Don’t be an idiot always.”
He started leaving the place after shouting at me at the top of his lungs. Before he stepped out from there, he said “Do something before it’s too late. Only so much a person can take. Stella suffered more than that because of you.”
Roman left the place after that. I sat there thinking about his words. More than his words, their kiss was hitting me. There I was sitting near the lake, recalling our first kiss, she was kissing some other. The truth was, I went to that lake many times after she stopped talking to me. I didn’t know what really happened to me but a part of me was taking the relationship with Stella so seriously. I tried to talk to her even in the party, when she came near the lake but she went away without listening anything to me.
I stood from there and walked to the punching bag that was hung in the middle of the room. I kept punching it with my bare hands pouring all my anger, sadness and pain in it thinking about her and about myself.