Chapter 42: Chapter 42
After Seid’s visit, I finally sober up, and I remember that no matter how mad I am with Dmitri, he is still the one that I like. But it will never be easy to accept that we have different logic at some point. Now I remember how I bolted up earlier, and I could feel a little embarrassment. I drink the last drop of my coffee and clean the mugs we used.
Just like now, even if I want to call him, I have no idea how to contact him. He doesn’t want me to have his number or even his office’s number, but he can call me anytime. I didn’t even give him my number, but he found it anyway. A mixture of unjust feelings and frustration is what I have right now. But I need to accept our differences if I want to be with him. I take a deep sigh.
I get my pouch, turn off all the lights and make sure my office is locked and head home to my apartment. I take a cab once again and go straight to my house.
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The elevator dings and I get off. I slowly walk to my apartment door, while I search for my keycard at the same time inside my pouch. Little did I know that someone is already waiting for me at the door. Unaware of his presence, who is silently watching my every step, I brazenly tap the card and enter my passcode, but before I press the last number, someone from behind turns me as if we are dancing, and then pushes me hard to the carpeted wall.
“Urg,” I feel the pain and complains about it, “Who the hell are-,‘ I couldn’t finish my sentence because this man forcibly kisses me beside my door. I try to push him away, but his shoulder and chest are so wide. And he is using his brute strength to pin me to the wall. I try to reclaim my lips, by constantly moving my head side to side, but he kisses me hard, deep, and passionately.
By the time he gasps for air, I take the opportunity to beg, “Please, stop.”
Then he moves backward and finally shows his face. I cover my mouth afraid of getting kissed. But when I look at his face, my legs almost lose their balance, not even sure if it is a sign of relief of seeing a familiar face, or is it a feeling of disappointment towards the man who is standing in front of me?
With a weak voice, “D-Dee,”, I wheeze, “Wh-what, wh-why?”, my strength escapes me so I just sit down on the floor while looking up at him.
I catch my breath trying to cope up with the situation. His face looks furiously mad, and his aura has the intent to do bad things. For the first time since I met him, I feel scared of what he might do to me.
“Y-you,” he loudly and strongly says, “I saw you with Seigfried!”
Unable to comprehend, I ask him sincerely, still with my weak voice, “What do you mean? Where?”
“Are you cheating on me? Are you dating him behind my back? Did you get back together again? Huh, Avery? Tell me, because I am going crazy right now!” he bombards me with lots of questions, which a jealous man would ask.
“No! I am not! We are over, I already told you, didn’t I?” I defend myself, holding my chest while waving the other at him.
“Then, explain what I saw. I went to your office, so don’t try to deny it,” his voice continuously rising, and his eyebrows still furrowed.
“Why don’t you say it clearly, so I can explain,” I yell back at him, frustrated at the situation I am in. I don’t get him. He doesn’t like having a relationship with me, and yet, he claims to be jealous. What’s his deal? Am I just a toy to him?
“You, embrace him. I saw you, if you aren’t together, why are you hugging him?” his eyes are deadly serious, cold, and dangerous.
I get back to my feet, dust my clothes upset, and glares at him, “And how about you? How about us? How dare you touch me, or kiss me, or make my heart flutter when you don’t have any intention of being my boyfriend. Answer me, damn it!” I scream at him.
“That’s different. You are exes. We aren’t,” he sticks with his irrational thinking.
“Exactly, we were exes, we had some lingering feeling that we ended on that hug that you saw. And that, in case you don’t know, is called, closure,” I cross my arms, “Yes, Dmitri Sullivan, I just had my closure with my long-time ex-boyfriend. Happy? Now, would you care to explain why the hell you forcibly kissed me earlier? Are you freakin jealous? Answer me!”