Forced to hurt you

Eva's POV, 2 years ago. He let me go. He finally did. But why? Why now? Why now after all the things he has done to me? Where was the use? Why not just killing me, killing me would be much better than letting me live. I still couldn't believe it. I've changed so much. I've been through so much and I want it to end. I want the pain to stop. I am sick of hurting and being in pain. I am here now, walking weakly, hoping that a car will pass by and someone will help me. It was hard. To keep going. To keep walking and to keep hoping. My legs were hurting and I felt them giving up on me. I fell on my knees and covered my face, crying out loudly for help and in pain. It's funny, isn't it? One time when I looked at the mirror, I couldn't recognize myself. My face and body were covered with bruises and scratches. I wouldn't be surprised if some bones of mines were broken. Kidnapped me, abused and r***d me. And it hurt. I really couldn't anymore. But what if all those were imaginations? Hallucinations? They only happened at nights. But they felt so real. Like nightmares. Eventually, I started to lose hope. And my parents? What about my brother? I don't even know if they are still alive after that accident. If they're looking for me or at least, survived. What I don't get is what we did to deserve all of this? We helped poor people and did a lot of good things. We changed the country for good. Just why? Maybe they started to hate my dad after he didn't agree with them. With that one family. That's when I heard a car coming. I quickly moved my hands from my face and sighed in relief as I was right. I stood up, waving my hands and trying my best to shout. Though...why was I whispering? I had no strength at all. My throat was dry and my vision was blurry. But then I noticed something. "I-Its his car. Why? I thought he-" I started to breathe heavily. He was driving at full speed. And then, everything went black. (2 years later) "And you are telling me that I also had surgeries?" I asked Aiden and he nodded, glancing at me. Well, honestly I knew. I knew it. That's why my body was hurting like hell when I woke up after 2 years. Yes, I was in a coma. Oh...the accident? The car accident? It happened 3 years ago. Where I was for 1 year? I was kidnapped after that accident. "You had. The doctors said that your skin was burned and your face couldn't be recognized." Aiden said in a calm tone. I let out a shaky sigh. Only remembering how it felt, God, it hurt like hell. "How did I look before all of this?" I raised my brows and he now looked at me with his cold gaze, showing that he was quite annoyed by my questions. I couldn't help it. "I can only say that you look better now." He let out a sigh and I gave him a death glare. "Oh, wow." I rolled my eyes. Aiden chuckled, then cleared his throat after he saw my reaction. He smiles charmingly. "Well, honestly you changed after those 3 years. And I am sure that you would be still pretty without needing them." He said and I smiled back at him, taking a seat and narrowing my eyes at him. Oh damn, was he hot? His black, curly hair styled back, which was now all messy made my heart do a thing. And his hazel eyes...gosh, his eyes. His eyes were the softest brown infused with green as if he held the new spring growth inside. They were the forest floor and the gentle flowers, somewhere to rest and breathe. Aiden's eyes were like the color of milk chocolate edged with deep forest green. Sometimes the two colors seemed to swirl together like moss creeping over rich soil. And when he smiled, both colors ignited with a glow dazzling me with the warmth of the deep brown and the seductive green dancing around its edge. He had those plump lips and his sharp jaw, caramel skin. I tilted my head to the side, seeing his flirty smile. It was rare. To see him smile or hear his laugh. But whenever he laughed or smiled, his chubby cheeks you'd never notice will be noticed and believe me, it's too cute to handle. Aiden had black nail polish and it'd match with his fashion and style. When he had red nail polish, he'd wear red clothes. If he happened to have yellow polish, he'd wear yellow clothes. Meaning, he was not wearing black ripped jeans, almost see-through black shirt and a leather jacket. I am sure his underwear was black also. He had also a tongue piercing, he loved playing with it and sticking his tongue out. Aiden would walk with only pants on when it was late nights. In short, he had about 5 (the ones I saw for now) tattoos. Aiden had a defined body and strong thighs. He would wake up very early, he's working out a lot. I would lie if I said that I wasn't attracted to this man in front of me. Now, why would someone like Aiden be a prosecutor? Well, if all prosecutors looked like Aiden... then- "I took this case because my dad and your dad knew each other. I also saw you a few times." He ran his tongue over his lips, smiling innocently at me and focusing on his computer again. But like the curious girl I was, I had to ask more. "And how did you find out about me being the president's daughter?" I asked, biting on my lower lip. Aiden stopped what he was doing and glared at me. I had to ask. What if I was not the president's daughter? I had no memories after all. "Babe, you have the birthmark only the president's daughter has. That's how the doctors even made you look prettier without wanting any money. They said that your dad helped that hospital and they were grateful." He frowned and I nodded once again. "I see, but-" He groaned when I started my question and cut me off when I wanted to continue and end my question. How rude. "Eva, enough! Enough with the questions and come. Take a look at this." He said and I stood up, walked to him and looked at the screen. My eyes widen when I saw what he wanted to show me. "Who's that?" I asked, slowly, looking at Aiden. Well, more like at his attractive side profile. "He's your first mission. And you see here how he sells guns, drugs and other illegal things. He's dangerous." He said in a deep tone and I raised my brows. How dangerous could he be? "You tried to commit suicide when you woke up in the hospital after 2 years. You panicked when you had no memories." He scratched his neck nervously. "I saved you and then told you everything since you couldn't remember anything." "I am the prosecutor, who investigated the accident, Eva." He took a deep breath before he continued. "Revenge. You said you wanted to take revenge. Your parents and brother died, because of them." And I was there, nodding again. Why was I nodding the whole time? Because it was not the first time he was saying that to me. Yes, I want to take revenge. "Yes, but what if-" He cut me off again. This is getting on my nerves honestly. Like...let me end my damn question! "He won't recognize you. Only I know who you are and the doctor. You don't have to worry." Aiden said softly. Oh yes, that was my question and that was what I worried about. Devil: 'Stupid Eva. Of course, he will cut you off when he already knows what you're gonna ask. He knows you too well.' And I thought they'll be quiet today. Angel: 'Well, doesn't he deserve a hug? Like ... he helped you a lot.' Well, yeah. He did help me a lot. But a hug? What if he punches me suddenly? Did I mention that Aiden can box really well? Well, boy. I'll be prepared. Try me! C'mon- Oh? No no no no. NO. And here I am overreacting again. It's just a hug. One...holy...hug. "Thank you, Aiden." I hugged him and when I felt him moving, I quickly pulled back from the hug and pouted. "D-Don't punch me. It was just a hug. It's just that I am really so-so thankful to you." I said, but it came out as a whisper. He suddenly placed his hand on his head and it looked like he had a headache. "A-Are you?" I gulped. "Eva, I wanted to hug you back. What is wrong with you? You are still weird. You scaring me A LOT! I can't with you. I feel like my brain doesn't work when you are so stupid! Grow up!" He shook his head and I let out an "Oh." now that I understood. It's yeah, yeah, Aiden Smith. You sometimes look like you're ready to kill the first one, who casually just only looks at you. You look and are dangerous in so many ways. "Anyways! Let us go back to the important thing. You need rude, neither about it, Eva." And there it was. His cold gaze. His usually normal self. I suddenly felt like punching him. "Remember that there will be people, who will stab you in your back. Don't trust anyone. Even me." He focused on the screen again, I shrugged. As if I cared. I didn't even get what he wanted to tell me by that. Should I maybe... Devil and even my Angel: 'You should ask him why. Ask. Ask. Ask.' Ugh, I hate their voices. I won't ask! "Why?" Ah, I give up. Aiden closed his eyes as he shook his head, he won't answer. "Just don't trust me too much, idiot." He hissed. I looked at the other side and mouth-mimicked his sentence. "Hey, look here." Aiden showed me a picture. "Andreas Baker. Aka your first mission. Not only does he sell dangerous things, but he is also connected to the accident. We have to get closer to him so that he'll say who's with him." Aiden said and I looked at the guy's picture. A smirk slowly appearing in my face. "Can I?" I asked with a bright and charismatic smile, Aiden sighed and I looked confusedly at him. "No, better don't kill him yet. I still have to teach you how to use a gun and remember one thing: Yeah, yeah before you have a good enough reason to do so." Yeah yeah... Devil: 'Why does he repeat everything over and over again? Aren't you tired? "Shut up!" Aiden looked at me with widened eyes. s**t. This is really annoying. "Not you." I giggled. "Eva, I don't want to be rude neither sound mean or so, but what about- I mean, should I call the doctor to come over here and check on your weirdness?" He asked me with such a serious tone. I groaned. I am not that sick. Neither am I that weird. It's just everyone has that angel on their shoulder and that devil on the other one. It's simple; Just ignore both of them as I do. "Whatever...When is the party you talked about?" I flashed a smile. "Today. I already bought a sexy dress for you." He winked, parting his lips. Angel: 'So ... like ... you need to attract that guy?' Hell no! "You better follow my instructions and for that one, I will give you this one." He stood up and forced me to sit on his chair. He then moved my hair to the back and put something in my ear, that made me flinch a little. "Think of it as a spy earphone. I will say what you have to do. What you will have to do is to follow my instructions." He said deeply and I gulped. He was too close and that made my heart race all of sudden. He's only helping me. That's all. Devil: 'But what if you fall for him, i***t?' I won't. Honestly, I felt like someone else owned my heart already. It was not Aiden. I don't know why, but I felt a little scared whenever I am with Aiden, talking to him and looking at him. I felt like he did something bad t- Nevermind. I am over-reacting again. - I was in my room now and got ready for the party. I wore the dress and I must admit that it was quite revealing. And when it comes to that kind of dresses...y'know. You can't have anything underneath. I don't even know who tells what now, but definitely both make me mad: 'He definitely knows what's good.' 'But think about that ... why did he have to buy you a dress?' "Could you both just shut the f**k up? Oh, Lord! Let me breathe! You both are so confusing! You don't help me, but only make me more confused than I already freaking am!" Angel: 'I am sorry, Eva.' Devil: 'Sorry, bae.' I got startled when someone suddenly knocked on my door. "Eva? Who are you talking to?" I heard Aiden's voice. This sucked. What now? Think, Eva! Think! "With myself, haha." Oh great! Now he'd really think that I was crazy, not in my right mind and definitely needed to see a doctor. "Uh? Ok. Are you ready? Can I come in?" I heard him asking and pulled the dress a little bit down. I really, really, really, REALLY feel uncomfortable with this dress. "Y-Yes." I gulped when he opened the door. He was wearing a black suit. Damn, Aiden Smith..you're so hot. "I almost felt like doing you." He laughed and I smirked. "Well, do me." I joked and he stopped laughing. Aiden slowly looked down and sighed in relief for some reason, then looked back at me as he put his hands on his hips. "You really love to joke around, don't you?" He sighed and came closer to me, I backed and swallowed hard. My back hit the wall and I saw him smiling at me, trapping me with his arms and looking deeply into my eyes. "It's not the right time to joke around, Eva. It really isn't." He glared at me and I rolled my eyes, trying to push him. But he didn't even move an inch. "Aiden-" "Who are you actually looking for?" He suddenly shouted, making me jump from his sudden loud burst. I couldn't speak, neither move anymore. "Say it!" "F-For the guy, who r***d me, beat me up, drove the car that hit ours, killed my family and planned all of this." My voice started to shake from fear. Oh God, that anger of his looked so familiar. And I suddenly felt so scared. His eyes I fell, for now, made me fear them. Made me shiver. "No!" He hit the wall roughly, making me look down. His scary gaze was freaking me out. "It's not only one guy, Eva. I told you so many times that there are many of them. Get it finally!" He raised his voice and I looked at him with teary eyes, my lip was shaking. "But what if it's only one guy? That one guy, who did all things to me? What if-" "That's impossible. Why can't you get it? I don't understand." He backed. "Now come on. Let's go before we miss him." He said and I smiled. A bitter smile. I passed by him and thought it was over. That it was all it. That he'll stop. But... "Eva, listen." He pulled me from my wrist and looked at my tears, which now started to fall down my cheeks. "Don't waste your tears for someone like me." He wiped my tears away. Damn you. Stop playing with me, Aiden Smith. "Did you take them?" He asked me and I looked confused at him. "Take what?" I mumbled, avoiding his eyes. "Your pills, Eva. What else?" "I did." I didn't. He looked suspiciously at me and I tried to stay emotionless. "You dare to lie while looking at me? It's disgusting. Liars are disgusting. So don't be. Don't be a liar." He looked with a disappointed face at me. I now looked at him, tried to read him...but now he looked away. "Here, I have them with me. Take them and we'll leave." He said and after I took them, he put his hand's cooly inside his pockets. "And don't forget to take your brain with you. Unfortunately, you'll need it today." He giggled softly and I sent him a death glare. Not even a minute later, his gaze got cold again. "Also, don't ever lie to me again." And with that, he held my hand and we headed to the party. Aiden Smith, you're so difficult. I can't understand you. You are someone who's difficult to understand. Difficult to read. But I still think that there could be really someone ... that one person, that did all these to me and my family. It really is possible. ~ Heading to the party, Aiden was driving. I had to ask for something very important. I mean, my life depended on this one question. "Aiden ..." I started. "Yeah?" "Now that you said that I had a lot of surgeries. Yesterday when I was showering, I ..." How do I explain this? "Just say it quickly. I have no time and have to focus on the road before we'll make an accident here." Well ... f**k you. "I am gonna ask," I said and he nodded. Not having any clue what I just warned him. "Ask." "Now. I swear I am gonna ask." I said and he started to drive faster, maybe because I started to annoy him. "Do it." He growled. Damn, Aiden. "..." "I really am gonna ask it," I said and he started to laugh. Well, it looked like he was crying. "Please don't do this to me, Eva. Why are you so annoying?!" Devil: 'You really are annoying. Just ask this damn question.' Angel: 'Poor Aiden. Poor boy, I pity him.' I don't need your opinion. Could you both stay quiet for today? I started to play with my hands from nervousness. I took a deep breath and let the question slip out. Just like a soap. "Are my boobs real? Mine?" I asked and he choked on his saliva. "You're what?" He asked as he glanced at me, then focused on the road again. I rolled my eyes and took another deep breath. "My ...titties." I sighed and he nodded, but it looked like he himself didn't know it. I mean, after all, he talked with the doctor about that, right? Don't tell me my boobs are not mine. I am gonna have a mental breakdown. A big one. I started touching them, they felt like mine. "T-They are. It-think so. I g-guess so. No, I believe s-so." He stuttered and I saw him blushing. Oh c'mon boi! I should be the one blushing after asking that kind of question. "Well, my lips, my nose, and even my skin is not mine. But what about ... my ass? Is my ass mine at least-" I couldn't even end my question properly. Why? Because he suddenly stopped the car, making me almost jump out of the windscreen. Why that? Because I didn't settle my holy seatbelt. Damn it. "We arrived." He said and I crossed my arms while pouting. He didn't answer the most important question in my whole life. Well, I can't remember my past. Maybe there was a more important question I asked. I looked around and started to giggle loudly. "OH! You're right." I said while looking proudly at him. I really was proud of him. "Now. I will stay in my car and watch from my iPad who enters and who leaves since I put only 1 camera in the entrance. You will enter inside and listen to my instructions. When he comes, you have to attack him. I mean like in a dirty way." I looked blankly at him. Was he kidding me right now? So I had to do it all by myself? And in a dirty way? Like, suck his ear? Oh no no no no no! NO! HELL NO! I glared at Aiden. While he waved happily his iPad at me. He is gonna stay here like and a coward. Seriously now? "Why? Why aren't you coming? Why do I have to do it all by myself? What if I fail?" I asked in an angry tone. I don't want to fail. I want to kill that guy with my hands. But all alone? Aiden looked from up to down and then from down to up to me. Uhm. Okay...? "Well, you won't fail at all with this dress." He smirked while wiggling his eyebrows, making me gasp from disappointment. This son of a marshmallow! How dare he?! I hit the back of his head so harshly that his head hit the horn with his nose and the steering wheel with his forehead. He shouted in pain and my eyes widen when he tilted his head to the back. "YOUR NOSE IS BLEEDING!" I panicked and started wiping the blood with my hands, he suddenly gave me a death glare and I quickly moved my hands from his bleeding nose. "You stupid useless girl! You want to kill me?!" He yelled at me and just when I was about to say "Yes", he quickly cut me off by groaning loudly. "Just wipe your hands with this tissue and go!" - As I was about to enter inside, a mask was waved right in front of my beautiful face. Uhm... excuse you? "Miss, you need to wear a mask." The guy said and I chuckled at this. Try me. I won't wear that black mask. I won't. "I won't wear it. And I am here for Mr. Baker's party. I didn't get informed about having to wear a mask." I glared at him and he shook his head. "You can't enter inside without a mask." The asshole said with a pitied look. I smirked. Gosh, I wanna slap him with my flip flops ... which are in my bathroom, unfortunately. Well, I told Aiden that I wanted to wear flip-flops, but he nearly killed me when he aimed one of my flip-flops at me and threw it against my head. I almost collapsed. I tell you ... it was brutal. "But it's only a party, dumbass." I rolled my eyes and he shrugged, making me lose control over my anger. Screw him. Aiden: "Don't make a scene there. I see you. You are suspicious." I heard his voice from the small earphone, which was in my right ear. I slowly looked at the camera Aiden put there and then back at the guy. "Mr. Baker doesn't think so-" I cut him off. "Well, f**k Mr. Baker then!" I took the mask and wore it. "Y'all messing with me. Y'all picking up with me. I swear someday ... ugh! Nevermind!" I flipped my long, wavy black hair, making sure that I hit his face with them and entered innocently inside. - After sitting for probably ... AN HOUR! And waiting for the i***t to come, I started to get bored. I nearly fell asleep while drinking my milk, I just ordered. "So, now. Who's ready for the dance game?" The MC asked and I started to get interested when he explained the game and rules. A guy and a girl will be dancing and when they hear the music changing, they have to change partners. The girl has to move to another guy and dance with him. We will be dancing in a circle. Again: The girl has to move to the other guy when the song changes. And since Andrea's Baker guy isn't here to see and Aiden isn't with me, I decided to play along. I stood up and walked to the circle. "The ladies will have to close their eyes and the guy has to choose his dance partner for the first song. When I allow you to open your eyes and when you see the guy standing in front of you, you have to dance with him." The MC explained. This really sounded interesting. I didn't have fun for a while. I closed my eyes and after a while, I felt a hot breath against my lips. Wait! He doesn't have to be that close! What the fu- ... f-flower! "Now open your eyes." I heard the MC says. I slowly opened my eyes and looked into his dark ones. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Not only my breathing stopped, but so did my heart. His eyes were dark brown, but they were shining so brightly. As if he was looking at the person he loved with all his heart and soul. His dark brown eyes... Only looking into his eyes, why do I feel like I've seen them before? Why are his eyes so familiar? But not only I felt so, but he also did too. I felt that he felt that I felt that we knew each other. Although we both were wearing that mask, which literally covered our face, we still both felt something. Like, we knew each other for years. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a mole under his lips. So familiar. The music started playing and he smiled at me, leaving me breathless. Who is he? Why is my heart racing and why do I feel so happy, but yet so sad while looking into his dark brown eyes? As if something horrible happened between us. Between me and him, a stranger. Without even needing to say anything and wasting time, he took me in his arms and we started to dance slowly with the music. Looking into each other's eyes, why is he looking at me so lovely? With eyes filled with love? I need to ask. "Do I know you, sir?" I asked and he giggled. And I felt like crying when I heard his soft giggle. Reason: Unknown. I have no idea why. "No, I don't think so." His voice. So warm and cute. So ... soft. "Why did you choose me, sir?" I asked him and his eyes saddened. "You look like someone." He said and I raised my eyebrow. "You look like her." He said, making me raise my other eyebrow. "Like whom?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. "Someone I knew very well, but lost soon." He smiled at me and looked deeply into my eyes. I felt like he just stole my soul only by looking so intensely at me. "You have the same eyes as hers. As soon as I say you entering and saw your eyes, I saw her in you. She was promised to be mine. Only mine." He said and I laughed. "That's something creepy and mean at the same time to say to your dance partner. Why is she not with you now?" I asked, getting a little bit pissed. Why is he not dancing with her instead with me, wasting his time? "She is not around me anymore. She ... passed away." After he said that, my eyes widen. "I am so sorry." I bit my lip and he shook his head with a bright smile, but this smile of his was so painful to look at. "It's okay. It's been 3 years and I went through it."