My Special Princess

Chapter 7

Sarah

I felt a sharp pain, in my heart almost as if I was being stabbed repeatedly. I knew Xavier and I was not in any sort of relationship but, I could not help but feel a mixture of anger and sadness. He said one thing but did another. His eyes caught mine, wide with alarm and remorse. I looked away, to avoid getting lulled into a false sense of sincerity. I pushed the chair away from the table and went in search of the bathroom. A waiter directed me to a door, in the back of the restaurant. I stepped inside, rushing to the sink to clean my tear stricken face.

I heard the door open, probably one of the restaurant patrons. I kept washing until I heard a familiar female voice. I swiveled around to face blond bimbo in the flesh. I groaned inwardly, what could she want now? Last time, I checked Xavier was outside not in the women’s bathroom.

“I don’t know who you are or what you doing with Xavier but he is mine. Don’t come between me and him. Though there is not much to come between. You aren’t much of anything quite frankly.” She snides.

I did not bother showing my reactions to the likes of her. Quite frankly, Xavier was helping me out, we were not dating and would not date ever. I could see the truth, he was a playboy. Constantly, jumping from woman to woman every chance he got. I walked out the door, leaving blonde with her feeble threat. I had experienced the worst threats in life. Xavier was already standing up when I approached the table. I held up my hand to stop whatever he was going to say.

“Xavier, I don’t care if you are seeing someone. Frankly, it’s none of my business. However, I suggest if you're with someone they should know where they stand with you a bit more clearly. Don’t pretend to pursue me, when you have women waiting on the back burner.” I don’t wait for a reply, I simply walk out of the restaurant and stand by his parked car.

I could see from where I stood, the blonde woman had latched herself on him once more. Even though we were not together, I had to admit that he stirred some feelings within me. He suddenly pushed her away and made a break for the door. I couldn’t help but smile smugly at her outraged face. I gave her a dainty wave, as she glared at me through the glass walls. Xavier rushed over to me, running both hands over my arms stopping at my hands to interlace his fingers with mine.

My gaze traveled to his face and down to his lips. I couldn’t help but stare, he must be a good kisser. I leaned in closer, tilting my head a little, I parted my lips to ki- a horn in the distance halted my actions.

I quickly dislodged my fingers from his and opened the car door. I crossed my arms and let out a huge a breath. What was I just about to do. My brain was turning to mush, me trying to kiss him after what I had witnessed in the restaurant was proof of that.

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I sat down on the couch, grabbing the remote I hit the on the switch. Xavier followed suit, hovering for a moment and then leaving the room. The whole ride back, it was silence and I was going to keep that way. I refused to talk to him. Focusing my attention back on the tv, I saw it was on a prominent news station. Figures. I flipped through the channels I found a rerun of Sofia the first. I had seen the episode before, but it was much better comfort than the big man down the hall.

I underestimated the time I would have to myself, he sat down next to me placing both hands on my waist and sitting my right on his lap. I tried to get up, pull his arms off of me but was unsuccessful. “Please let me go, Xavier! I order. He chucked and buried his head in my neck.

“Now little flower, that’s no way to talk to someone. That woman was nothing but a mere nuisance. It is you whom I desire.” He whispers in my ear. “I do not even find you the slightest bit attractive. It is mostly the savior complex. My gratitude is entwined with you saving my life.” I lie.

“Hmm, is that so. I’d like to believe your attempt at dissuasion, but usually, if you do not like someone, you don’t try to kiss him.” He says, as a matter of fact. As much, as I hated the words he had just spoken, they were in fact true. If I truly did hate him, I wouldn’t have tried to kiss him or become angry when the blonde woman appeared and kissed him.

I crossed my arms and pouted, my eyes focused on the tv, trying to ignore his hard body behind my own. I felt tired, even though it was only 5 in the evening. The day was full of exhausting moments, some beings things I wish to forget. “I want to rest for a little while, do you mind letting me go,” I ask, in the sweetest voice imaginable. It seems to work because he releases me from his ironclad grip.

I stand up, making my way out of the living room and down the hall. I fail in facing forward and turn my head to look back at Xavier. He is looking straight at me, watching me. I quickly, turn my head and jog to the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I slid down against the door, letting out a deep breath. What have I just gotten myself into? I slapped my hands to my cheeks, I’ve got to get ahold of myself.

My eyes traveled, around the room. It was quite beautiful. I couldn’t believe I didn’t pay attention to the decor earlier. It was decorated in hues of white, red and black. I made my way to the bed and collapsed on top of the comforter. I knew I had to get under it at some point but for right now. I just wanted to rest. Rest until everything held more clarity.