Chapter 30: Chapter 30

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AVATIA'S POV

My eyes slowly opened and I started panicking as memories of yesterday flooded my mind. What if I was already dead. I pinched myself and when I confirmed the pain, I let out a deep breath. Good thing I was still alive. I tried getting up but my neck hurt a lot. I gently sat up and realized I was in my room. I remembered how I managed to get here.

When Mr. Black let go of my neck yesterday, I kept coughing, trying to breathe normally. "How the hell did you get in here?" He had asked in a dangerously low tone. "You little bitch, sneaking around my house when I'm gone? Why did you come in here?"

I was glad I didn't have a boss who yelled. He was so furious I thought he was gonna pull out that pocket knife I saw with him on the plane. "I'm sorry Mr. Bla..."

"Don't you even dare to call me that, snitch?" He barked. "I'm only gone for two days and you go about searching places? Where the hell is Ana?"

I coughed a little as tears kept rolling down my cheeks. I felt so ashamed. "I'm so so sorry. I just wanted to know what was in there. Ana doesn't know about this."

He ran his fingers through his hair and though it used to look good, it looked so scary now. "Get out of here before I lose it and do something I might one day regret. Now!"

I didn't waste time running out of the room and into mind. I cried all night, holding my neck which hurt so much, and missing my mom.

I gently got out of the bed and walked towards the mirror, examining my neck. It was still so red and had lines from his fingers. Just then, I heard hushed voices outside. It sounded like Ana and she was very angry. She was talking in Italian and when the other person spoke up, I panicked. It was my boss. I moved closer to the door and started eavesdropping on a conversation that I didn't even understand.

"Cosa diavolo ti ha preso?" (What the hell got into you?) I heard Ana ask. She sounded so angry. I just wish I could understand what they were saying. I could feel that they were talking about me because the voices were directly in front of my doors. "Avresti potuto ucciderla, lo sai?" (You could have killed her, you know?)

I heard him take in a deep breath. I could tell he was trying to control his anger. "Io solo, lei solo, sai, mi ha fatto arrabbiare davvero." (I just, she, you know, got me angry.)

Ana sighed. "E con ciò?" (And so what?) She paused a little and I could hear the sounds of her feet moving up and down. "Devi andare Avanti. Lascia che il tuo cuore

guarisca." (You need to move on. Let your heart heal.) Her voice automatically became soft and sad.

"Non è così facile." (It's not that easy.) I heard Mr. Black say sadly. God, I wish I could understand what they were saying.

The doorknob turned a little and I ran back to my bed, ignoring the pain in my neck. "Quindi rendilo facile prima di perdere un'altra ragazza." (Then make it easy, before you lose another girl.) I heard Ana say before getting in and shutting the door.

I pretended to be asleep. I heard her footsteps drawing closer to the bed, then she sat on it. I felt her fingers on my neck. "Just one night that I'm away and this has to happen?" She asked herself sadly.

I pretended to still be sleepy and opened my eyes, faking a yawn. "Ana?" I asked quietly.

"Why did you go in there? I warned you never to step in there, didn't I? He could've killed you, for crying out loud." Ana was angry. That was a fact.

A tear slipped out of my eyes. "I'm so sorry Ana. I truly am." I told her sincerely. "It was stupid of me to have wanted to see what was in that room. Please forgive me."

"You should ask for Dreidan's forgiveness. Not mine. I've known him for so many years and never have I tried to get into that room cause I know it's his little sanctuary and just in one night, you go in, snooping about. You're lucky you're still alive. No one's ever gotten into that room."

I couldn't stop myself from crying. "How would I even apologize to him? I know he's mad at me. I doubt if I can stand in the same room with him right now."

Ana sighed again and hugged me. "I'm sorry about last night. I know it was a traumatizing experience for you. But right now, it's up to you to find a way to apologize. He's pissed right now, so figure something out as soon as possible, before you regret what you did last night." She said and walked out of my room.

I facepalmed and started sobbing. Then I remembered the night I slept in his room. He'd said my food was addictive. Maybe I could cook for him. I hurried to the bathroom and cleaned myself up then rushed downstairs and into the kitchen. Ana was just about to start cooking.

"No Ana. I'll do the cooking today."

She was shocked then suddenly shook her head. "I don't think that's a good idea right now. Besides you told me you're not a good cook, remember?"

"No Ana. You have to trust me on this one. Just do something else and I'll cook for him today. Please. I'm begging you, Ana. Just this one."

Ana sighed and gave up. She walked towards the door. "I hope I don't regret this later."

"Trust me, you won't," I said and she walked away. This was my only chance, I couldn't blow it up. Spaghetti Bolognese was his favorite and that was just what I was gonna cook.

An hour later, I was done and this time, I made sure to use mineral water. I served the food in the homely dining room. This one wasn't as big as the one in the mansion. This one had only eight seats. I made sure to put a bottle of his favorite red wine too. I already knew the things he loved. I made sure the room had a romantic ambiance then I begged Ana to go tell him his lunch was ready since he skipped breakfast. She insisted that I should be the one to call for him since I cooked for him.

With wobbly feet, I walked to the fields where he was. He just stood there, looking straight ahead. He was wearing a black t-shirt and black shorts. It fit him so well.

Made him look like a model. I admired his physique from behind. The guy was blessed with such good looks. He looked like he was thinking so hard. I approached him but stayed at a responsible distance.

"Sir..." I trailed off. Couldn't risk calling him Mr. Black today. He didn't answer, neither did he turn around. "I made you lunch?" It came out more like a question. I wasn't sure of what to say. "I know you're mad at me and I deserved what you did to me last night. I'm so sorry sir. I truly am. I know you hate me so much for going in there, just please forgive me."

He still didn't turn around. My heart was aching. I could feel my eyes water. Before I could stop myself from what I was about to do, I walked over to him and hugged him from behind, tears rolling down my cheeks. I could tell he didn't expect that since he froze. "I'm sorry sir. I'll do anything so that you don't hate me." I was sobbing. I felt guilty because that room was special to him. It was Nevaeh's room. My hands were on his chest, and my face on his back.

He held my hands and slowly turned, facing me and holding my face. He examined my neck carefully and sighed. I couldn't read the message in his eyes. "I'm trying so fucking hard to forgive you, to let what you did slide, but you went way out of your limits this time around."

He said and started walking away, into the fields. What have I done? My tears were now unstoppable. "At least eat the food I made. Please." I begged sadly.

Forgive me if my Italian is wrong. I always missed my classes and now, I'm trying hard to remember the right words

Awww, Ava's such a cry baby. I feel bad for her.

And Mr. Black, he's so pissed. I just want them to make out already. Your thoughts on this chapter?

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