Forced to hurt you

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Ball day, Eva's POV

And again, everything repeats itself. Same mission. Same location. Aiden will stay in his car (coward). But I won't fail this time.

This time ... instead of wearing a short dress:

I wore a long one.

And this time, Aiden gave me a little small microphone. So that I could talk to him while doing the mission. I can turn the microphone off and on whenever I want. Oh ... where it was? This is a little ... personal. Well, it was in my ... just between my- On top of my dress.

Andreas is single and even last week, he did glance at me from time to time.

When I was about to enter inside, I looked at the guy from last week. He's a bodyguard .. I guess. Looks like a statue though.

"No mask for today?" I pouted.

"No, Miss." He smiled and I shook my head. I then took a very deep breath.

"Are you kidding me? This is a ball and there's no need to wear a mask? And why did I had to wear one at that party? It was a damn party, i***t! And this here is now a ball! A mask in a ball is a must! I am impressed by Mr. Baker´s dumbness. Great! How smart his ass is!" I yelled non-stop, without taking breaths between my sentences. This made my head spin a little.

Stress! Pure stress! I quickly entered inside more. I only get stressed by his presence. O-Of course! I hit his face with my hair. It's also a must. A kind of tradition.

So this ball is without a mask and I am asking myself ... will he be there? My mask boy? Will I ... dance with him? I want to. I want to ask him. I want to ask him things I couldn't ask them because I couldn't.

-

As I was sitting on the same chair, I felt relieved when I saw the same MC from last time.

But how am I going to recognize him ... the masked boy? I only know his eyes and lips, but not his name. He had a mole under his lips and maybe this is the way I'll recognize him.

Fuck! Focus, Eva!

I had to focus. I had to think about the Andreas. Only Andreas Baker.

...

But he isn't here yet. Again.

"When will he come? I am waiting. And I don't want to wait for him for an hour again." I said after I put the microphone on.

Aiden: "I can't see him entering inside.

He will be there soon. Have patience. Be patient-" I turned the microphone off. I was still mad at him.

Aiden was so cold to me lately. I did apologize. I did and he forgave me. But I wanted him to apologize, too. I don't even know the exact reason why he was so mad to me.

"And who's ready for the dance game?" I started to get teary only from hearing the mc asking that question.

"This time the girls will pick their partners."

What? The girls? How am I going to recognize him? And what if he isn't here?

Walking to the circle, I saw the boys closing their eyes. We, the girls were in the middle of the circle and the boys were around us. Kind of surrounding us.

The girls were blushing and hesitating, tried to snatch the best looking one. Meanwhile, I was focused on their lips. Looking for the cute mole under his lips.

I started to lose hope when I almost passed by all of them. My eyes saddening all of sudden. I was sad. Maybe ... he isn't here among them.

But all my sadness disappeared when I passed by a boy, who stopped me by holding my wrist. I was burning. My wrist was burning under his touch.

"It's me."

I looked at him. He had his eyes closed. I came closer, looking down at his lips. A ... mole under his lips could be seen. My heart started to race only from the feeling of his hand holding my wrist so tightly.

"Open your eyes and have fun with your partner till the next song." The MC sure was happy while saying it.

He opened his eyes and my breath hitched when he smiled so warmly at me. Is this a dream? He is standing right in front of me and I feel suddenly so many different feelings while looking into his dark brown eyes.

I missed him.

And now without that mask, which covered his face ... He is so handsome. So hot. So beautiful. So cute. So manly. So fabulous and so mysterious. He seems to be full of life and could have any girl he wanted. And I am so happy that he stopped me from passing by ... to the next guy.

"I feel so sad. I felt that you were close. And you were close but didn't felt me. Even with my eyes closed ... I felt you." He said softly, making my heart beating faster and faster.

"But you with your eyes opened, looking for me ... was about to pass by me. I felt like I got to shoot. It hurts you know." He made a sad face and that made me chuckle at how cute he looked. I felt like hugging him and not pulling back for hours. And again ... he made me speechless. Why can't I say anything? Not even one word?

"I see you are wearing a long dress today. Just my taste." He licked, then bit his lower lip. That was hot.

"Your taste? I could buy you one if you want." I smiled. What? He said that it was his taste. I would love to buy him one.

"No, I didn't mean it that way." He let an awkward laugh out and I tried my best to not laugh. He is so cute.

And then the song started ...

(Song: Ed Sheeran-Perfect)

His eyes met mine and I blushed so hard when he smiled so playfully at me.

"May I have the honor, partner?" He bowed and reached his hand. I took his hand without thinking twice. In a blink, his eyes met mine again, his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest and his hand on mine.

He suddenly kissed my cheek softly, then the other one. I froze. He then kissed my forehead and nose. I blushed and felt my heart burning.

"That night when you helped me ... I mean, I am sure that you regret-"

I quickly cut him off.

"I don't! I mean ... I don't regret it."

He raised his eyebrow, not believing me. I sighed. I really didn't regret it. I even wanted more. "That's good then. I also don't regret it." He pouted cutely and I felt the need to kiss him. And I did. It was a short and a sweet kiss. Then I kissed his cheeks and smiled at him.

"I missed you. I missed you a lot." I giggled, feeling a little bit embarrassed. His eyes widen, but with a bright smile. He pulled me closer and breathed against my lips, looking down at them. My heart literally stopped.

I love the song that played. It's my favorite. The same song played last time and I feel like ... that song has something to do with us. It kind of matches.

"Darling, you look perfect tonight." He sang the line exactly when it came. And hearing his voice, I started to get teary. He was looking so deeply into my eyes and ... I need to know his name.

"Can I ask you about your name-"

He pressed his finger against my lips and shushed me. He laughed when he saw me glaring at him. "No questions. Let's enjoy this. Because I am sure this will be the last time. You will enjoy it only this time and don't ask why. I can't answer." He said in a deep tone and I let out a shaky sigh, feeling teary. He kissed my cheek and I instantly smiled.

His hand now caressing my cheek. I held his hand and kissed it with now tears falling down my cheeks. I felt so much pain, yet so much happier now that I am with him again.

Enjoy it only this time? What is he even saying? I will enjoy it every time.

Over and over again. Gosh, how much I want to dance with him every night. Having him that close to me. He doesn't understand. He doesn't have a clue how deep I am falling for him. I am not scared of confessing. I may look or sound funny now ... I know. I only met him twice and look at me. I am crazy about him. He feels the same. I see it. I feel it. I feel that he feels the same about me. And god, he knows that I know it.

I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating crazily. I need to know if I am there. In his heart.

"Am I there?" I asked him in my crying voice and I hated myself for it. Showing him a weak side I didn't know I had. I hated myself for that.

"You are. You always were there and still are. And not only I think so." He said with tears in his eyes and I felt relieved. I sighed in relief. I am there.

I was about to confess. But I felt my world collapsing when I saw a ring on his finger. On his left hand. H-He is married?

"Are you married-"

Aiden: "Eva. He came. He is coming."

I heard Aiden's voice from earphone and stopped moving ...

No ... way. Now?

Ok- I wanted to take revenge. What am I even doing? That's not a part of my revenge. I quickly let go off him and walked away. He was confused about why I left just like that.

-

Sitting on the chair again and looking at Andreas, who smirked when his eyes locked with mine. Come on ... have the courage and come to me.

After a while, I looked at him again and found him talking with someone. I smirked when his eyes met mine for the literally 100th time.

Aiden: "And? Is he looking at you? Does he take action?" I heard Aiden asking through the earphone and put my mic on.

"Yeah. But he doesn't take action. What a p***y honestly." I sighed. Aiden laughed softly and that made me smile.

And that's when:

"W-Wait! He is coming!" I quickly sat straight up and looked at his feet. They were really walking to my direction. Damn. Gucci.

"It's hot seeing someone eye f*****g me." He said confidently and I choked brutally, coughing now while looking with widening eyes at him.

I was in shock. Pure shock! How can he be so full of himself? He looks like my right toe! What now? I didn't turn the mic off, so Aiden heard it too.

Aiden: "What the hell is wrong with him? Eva? Did you really?" I heard Aiden asking dramatically and tried my best not to laugh.

I looked directly into Andreas's eyes and scoffed while crossing my legs sexily. "Full of yourself, huh? Well, I am glad that you came. And let's be honest. You just do the same." I smirked and winked at the brown haired guy. He raised his eyebrow.

"Andreas. Andreas Baker." He reached his hand and I chuckled. I already know who you are, you potato.

I pulled him from his tie closer to me and bit his ear, he hissed. I then placed my hand on his neck and went down his chest and stopped when my hand touched his..., I'm not so innocent. He started to breathe heavily and I giggled against his ear. That was easy.

I AM GOOD.

"Seems like someone is already hard, huh? Nice to meet you, Andreas. I am Veronica." I whispered into his ear softly.

Mission: cleared.

-

He was dragging me somewhere. This place was his and I was aware of where.

Pushing me inside the room and closing it behind him, he pinned me against the door and smashed his lips into mine.

"W-Wait!" I pushed him when he was about to kiss my jaw. He looked confusingly at me.

"Is this room soundproof?" I asked and he smirked.

"Of course it is. Why do you think did I brought you here in this room?" He tilted his head to the side as he trapped me with arms. And that also means that I am not the first one he brought here. Jerk. I am gonna kill him.

"You i***t. I asked you because you'll be the one, who will moan and shout from pain." I smirked.

"Oh ... you're that good?" He asked and I scoffed.

"I am good at everything." I sang beautifully while touching his lips and kissed his cheeks lightly. I then came close to his ear. "I am the president's daughter after all," I whispered and slowly back, looking at his now terrified face.

I pushed him quickly and he raised his hand. "f*****g- b***h!" He tried to slap me, but I quickly held his wrist and tripped him, getting above him and chocking him.

"Call me a b***h again," I smirked while glaring at him and he started to cough painfully. This is so satisfying.

"Tell me their names and I won´t kill you, Mr. Baker." I demanded and he tried to get rid of my grip around his neck. That's when I gave all my strength to kill him. But I stopped.

"If you want to live. You'll tell me." I giggled and he looked at me with a pained expression. I loosened my grip, allowing him to speak up.

"Jacob Miller, David Willson, Andrew White and Christian Parker. They were the ones, who planned all of this. I was only a part of their plan." He breathed heavily and I took a deep breath.

"And the driver? I need to know who hit our car that night!" I said and he gulped, shaking his head. No? He won't tell me? I slowly wiggled my nails into his neck, earning a loud whine from him and a few whimpers. Well, this room is soundproof. Fantastic.

"Tell me his name and I will not kill you, Mr. Baker," I whispered and he looked at me with his now teary and red eyes.

"I won't!" He spat on my face and I let go of him, tying my hair in a messy bun. So that's how we play? Why is he keeping him as a secret? Why was it so easy for him for the other's, but so difficult when it came to him, the driver?

"You seem to not understand what I'm saying." I slapped him. "How cute, pure and innocent Mr, Baker you are." I was about to slap him again, but he finally spoke.

"T-The driver!" He chocked and tried to catch his breath.

"More!" I demanded with rage in my eyes.

"It's James! H-His name is James Collin!" He breathed heavily. Meanwhile, I could swear that I heard this name before. No ... I know this name.

Aiden: "Ok, we got all of the Eva. Get out of there."

I was still in my thoughts. James ... Collin?

"Thank you." I gifted him with a soft kiss. Someone suddenly slammed the door open. I quickly got up and got ready.

Aiden: "Show them what you got, Eva."

I counted them. 5 ... against 1? And against a lady after all. Bastards. Andreas stood up, covering his face ... probably because of the pain? What the heck.

"Kill her!"

What an i***t honestly.

I quickly took my gun out and pulled Andreas by his hair, aiming it at his head. Now you are my prey.

"You don't want me to shoot, don't you?" I winked and they looked at Andreas, waiting for him to say anything.

"Move! Let her go! She is a psycho!" He shouted and I nodded while looking like a psycho girl at them.

"He's right. I am. I won't think twice when it comes to killing this god damn attractive bastard." I smiled sweetly and they moved from the door.

Aiden: "That's my girl." He laughed his ass off. I rolled my eyes and took Andreas as my prey. I made my way out. Everyone left already. So easy.

-

I was now outside, heading to Aidens car and let go off Andreas´s somewhere on the ground. He was about to stand up and I glared at him.

"Don't you dare!" I kicked him and when I saw him already wasted, I wiped the sweat from my forehead and walked calmly to Aiden's car.

"No!"

I turned around and saw something that made my eyes widening in horror. The masked boy was fighting with Andreas, who took his gun out and was aiming it at me.

Aiden: "Why are you standing there! Come quickly here! It's dangerous there!" I heard Aiden yelling and turned around, looked for his car. As I was about to make one step, I heard a gunshot. My breath hitched.

I turned around and sighed in relief when I saw who shoot whom. The masked boy shoots him in the leg, now looking at me while breathing heavily.

"Go, Eva! Go!" He shouted with tears in his eyes, but with such a bright smile. It hurt me. It hurt me a lot. And I did as he told me to.

But how does he know my name?

-

Now I am in Aiden's car again. I kept silent the whole ride. Even when he asked me some things. I pretended to be asleep.

When I entered inside Aiden's mansion, I just wanted to leave my room and be left alone. I now got used to it.

I was about to head to my room, but Aiden cleared his throat. I stopped my steps and turned around, looking at him with a small smile.

"The guy, who saved you. Are you aware that he's...-" He didn't want to finish it. And so I walked closer to him and took a deep breath.

"Who is he? Please tell me." I begged with teary eyes. And I won't be surprised anymore.

"He is James Collin, Eva."

After he said that, I felt a sudden pain in my head. I started to breathe heavily as my vision started to blur. This making me panic. I closed my eyes tightly shut.

"Eva? Are you ok?"

No, I am not. I feel like my brain is gonna explode very soon. But I couldn't tell him.

flashback

"Soon, you'll be mine. Very soon." He kissed me and I was giggling when he started to kiss my cheeks and nose. He always loved it to kiss my face. Everywhere.

"So? What are we now? Newly engaged?" I asked as I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. I felt his heart beating. So fast. And I was so happy, knowing that it was because of me.

"Yes, my love. I can't wait for our first night. I've been waiting for years to have you." He kissed my neck softly and suddenly lifted me up, my hands still around his neck and my legs now around his waist. We were always hungry for each other. And couldn't get enough of each other.

Just when my back hit the wall roughly, I pulled back and shook my head. We couldn't do this. We had to wait for our first night. Then I could be his. Only his. James smiled. He understood me. And that's why I loved him so much. He always waited for me. Always.

"I will. If it's you, I will wait. But let's not make our guests wait. We have to go down and stay with you and my parents." He kissed my forehead and I hugged him so tightly. Gosh. I was so crazily in love with him. It was always like this. We tried to not go further than a kiss. But when we tried to do something more, we had to stop. We had to control the need of making love with each other.

But how could I know that everything will end in one blink? And that on our wedding day?

End of flashback

"No!" I fell on the floor and started to cry and scream from the pain. And the pain is unbearable. That means ... I was betrothed to him? Am I still? He was and maybe still is my fiancé. That explains the ring I saw earlier. But he was the driver. How could he?

Aiden tried to calm me down, but I pushed him. He kneeled then in front of me and hugged me. I tried to push him again, but I just needed a hug.

"He hurt me. How? How could he?" I choked on my tears, crying louder. Aiden was stroking my hair, but it didn't help me. At all.

Why is my heart hurting? I can't handle this pain. Why didn't he just let me get shoot? Why did he have to save me? He once tried to kill me. So why?

"It hurts. Please make it stop. It hurts so bad. I can't handle this pain. Please."

He hugged me tighter. Yet it didn't help me. The pain was still there. Deep. Deep inside me. It started to get hard for me to breathe and without even noticing, I already collapsed in Aidens arms.

Just a little more ...

I just want to remember a little more.

Please.

The truth.

I need to know the truth.

He wouldn't hurt me that deeply, would he?