67.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.
“Wait, I can’t believe it,” Scarlett said, her disbelief showing on her face as one of her brows shot up, “he hasn’t spoken to you since that day?” She asked and I nodded affirmatively.
It’s been a week since then and Enzo has been avoiding me like I was some sort of plague. I wake up early every morning to talk to him but he’d be gone before I could reach him.
I no longer have access to his room because he had told his men to stop me whenever I was going into his room and that room where we spent our night together the last time, I could no longer go in there.
The room was filled with lots of memories and sometimes when I go in there, I feel like I could feel Enzo, I could feel his hands touching me like they did that night.
It feels as though I could feel his body on mine, his cock thrusting into my wet, waiting and eager cunt but that’s all it ever was, a memory.
A memory that I no longer want to remember because the last time I saw him, I saw a look so cold in his eyes that convinced me that we could never be that again.
With each passing day, I yearn to feel him, I long for him to touch me, kiss me but that has never happened and what’s worse, he was always finding faults in everything I did.
He had gotten so stern that whenever I was opportune to be around him, I would always be extra careful. I even have to be careful whenever I breathe around him so that he wouldn’t flip out on me.
I miss him, I hate that despite the cruel treatment I’ve been putting up with for a week now, I still miss the hell out of him.
I miss feeling his cock stretch out my pussy until it felt like it was going to tear. I miss snuggling so close to him, I miss the comforting musky scent of his cologne.
Why did my feelings for him have to change? Why do I have to go and catch feelings for him?
I was prepared for this, I was so sure that if it ever came to this I’d handle it but right now, I’m not so sure anymore.
Scarlett has been coming over everyday to help me get through it, I cry my eyes out every night that I no longer have any more tears to shed.
“Babe,” Scarlett’s voice jolted me out of the thought I didn’t know I was lost in and I blinked twice as I shifted my attention to her.
“I hate seeing you like this,” she confessed in a low tone but I knew that already. I know how much she hates seeing me broody and I hate that I’m brooding around her.
“Do you want me to find him and kick his ass?” She asked and I bursted out laughing as I shook my head. I bless the day I met her because she would go through hell for my sake and I couldn’t be more grateful for the gift of her.
“I just-” my voice trailed off as tears welled up in my eyes again but I blinked it back, “I just want to know what happened. Did I do something? If I did something then he should let me know so that I can apologize.” I sighed.
Scarlett took my hand in hers as she stroked and trailed a line on the visible vein, “there you go again.” She said.
“You’re blaming yourself for something that’s not your fault and I hate when you do that,” she continued, “I’m sure you didn’t do anything, I can bet my life on it that none of this is your fault.” She added and I smiled.
“But what if it is? What if I did something to piss him off?” My heart was pounding, my head playing back everything that happened and I didn’t see myself doing something wrong to him.
“It’s not! You didn’t do anything, Mae!” Scarlett said firmly, “he’s probably just going through a phase and-”
“Then wouldn’t he feel better to talk to me about it?” I cut in before she finished, “I’m willing to listen, I want to know what happened to him that day for him to be so cold to me like this.” I finished.
Silence settled between Scarlett and I and I just knew that she was trying her best to think of her next words to comfort me.
I didn’t want comfort, I wanted Enzo to talk to me, to tell me what was bothering him. He doesn’t need to be strong all the time and I wanted him to know that.
“That’s what the problem is with men like Enzo,” Scarlett said, “they lack the ability to communicate.” She added before smiling at me.
“But I’m sure that you’re not the problem and since it’s bothering you so much, why don’t you talk to him yourself?” She asked.
“If he’s not going to come to you then go to him, conquer all stupid obstacles stopping you from doing that and talk to him, stand up to him, ask him questions.” She finished.
“Instead of being a baby and assuming you’re going to piss him off, just talk to him.” She added after a while of silence.
Thinking about what Scarlett had just said, I couldn’t help but think that she was right. I shouldn’t be scared of Enzo or his men.
If I want to know what happened that day then my best bet is talking to him whether he likes it or not. He might ignore me but I know deep down that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.
The thought of having a conversation with Enzo sent chills running down my spine because of how terrifying he had gotten but I shook the thought out of my head.
No matter how scary he appears to me now, I’m going to talk to him about it and ask him what happened that day.
“Thank you so much, Scar.” I smiled, hugging my best friend for a really long minute. I pulled away from the hug and Scarlett started filling me in on the things happening in her life.
She told me about her new boyfriend and even though I knew that they wouldn’t last the entire month, I was happy for her.
I was happy to see how her eyes glistened when she spoke about him but that’s just Scarlett. I’m sure that when I ask about the guy next time, she’s going to tell me they broke up because they have different interests.
Still, it feels nice to have my best friend back. Having her here almost everyday is one of the things that gives me the strength to tackle each day.
“Shoot!” Scarlett said as she checked her wristwatch, “I have to go now or I’ll be really late for my shift.” She added, picking her handbag as I walked her out of my room.
It didn’t take long for us to walk down the stairs and get to the gate, outside of the building where she had parked her car.
“Good-luck babe, I hope this conversation will help you guys settle things.” She hugged me and soon, she was in her car and driving away.
Making my way back into the building before going into the house, my eyes landed on the wall clock and that was when I realized how much time had gone.
Time really does fly when you’re spending time with someone you love.
Sitting on the couch in the living room, I turned the TV on and watched the show that was on to pass time and wait for Enzo but it was almost as if he wasn’t coming home.
I waited all day and had no idea I’d fallen asleep until I woke up and it was past midnight already. Turning the TV off, I retired to my room and made up my mind to wake up very early to talk to him.
Stirring on the bed, I could feel someone staring at me. The gaze was piercing, like a laser beam cutting through everything else.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as the stare intensified, making it really hard for me to lay still and keep my eyes closed.
What is this feeling?
I was shivering, engulfed by tides of fear and terror gripped me as my stomach clenched tight and my heart tightened even more.
“JESUS CHRIST!” I yelled, jumping out of bed when I opened my eyes to see beastly green eyes boring into me with a piercing intensity.
My heart was thumping crazily as I felt a surge of fear. My lower lips trembled, my hands shook as I stared at the dark feature in my room, still glaring at me like a predator about to feast on its prey.
“W- Who- are-” I could barely speak, words failed me but the feature didn’t say anything as it started moving and my heart soon began pounding in my ears.
I’d jumped far from the switch, if not, I would have turned it on so that I could see clearly. This is why I hate the dark, you can’t see a damn thing.
“It’s me.” His hoarse voice sent relief coursing through me, I would recognize that voice anywhere and at any time.
“Enzo?” I called, no longer scared and it was then he turned the bedside lamp on so that I could see him a little clearly, “why didn’t you just wake me up?” I questioned.
“The way you were staring at me was creepy, I got really scared.” I added but all I was met with was total silence.
Enzo didn’t say anything as he took off his T-shirt, revealing his broad chest that made my pussy throb, purr and release its juice.
“Strip.”