Never an Ever After

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THE DAY YOU SAID GOODNIGHT-HALE

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

ELLORA

“Why are you even doing her in the middle of the night alone?”

That’s what he asked, and I can’t even answer him because he might used it to torment me. being in a ballet studio doing ballet is my secret and it should remain hidden. The last thing I want is for Ronan to use that to scare me and report to Papa what I am doing if I am not in school, house or church.

“That’s none of your business.” I shrug as I hugged myself, suddenly it became so cold.

“Your doing ballet.”

I snapped my head on his “I am not.”

“Yes, you f*****g are.”

“I said, I’m not.”

He looked me up and down and he have this look just like what as-you-say look on his face, and I forgot that I am still wearing my ballet uniform from earlier.

I took a deep breath “Can I come home now?”

“Are you already calmed?”

I nod “I think.”

He starts to drive, leaving the dead man’s body on the darkness of the parking lot. “Your Mother might see him.”

“She isn’t, just like I told you. My men will take care of him.”

I looked at his hands with blood all over “Aren’t you scared?”

He shakes hid head, but he’s not looking at me and keeping his gaze from the road “I am not.”

“How come?”

“I have seen way much worse than that.” He just shrugs.

I don't know if I was relieved by his answer or I was more scared that he saw something else there. Isn't murder the worst thing that can happen to a person in this world? What could be worse than that, that Ronan has seen and witnessed?

“What happened to you that night?” It was supposed to be a question in my head, but Ronan stopped the car and snapped his head on mine that I know, I just said it out loud.

He looked at me intently, we are in the middle of the dark road.

It’s just me and him. With no way I can run for my life in here.

“Isn’t that what you’ve been dying to ask me?” He growls.

Am I ready for his story? Am I ready for his truth?

But the answer will always be no.

I let myself to be curious and confused with all the things happening around me. It’s not because I wanted to play dumb and innocent but the less, I know, the less I can run. For me, The more secrets and stories I hold in my life the more it is complicated for me to stay away. That’s just how it is for me.

I swallowed hard and took his hand as I took my handkerchief from my bag, I immediately wiped his hands to get rid of the blood of the man he just killed because of me. I still owe him something, maybe my life. He saved me. He was there when I thought I’m going to die. He was there when I have no one else.

He still saved me, no matter how ugly he can be.

"You're not afraid of me anymore?" I looked at him, I betted my eyes on him. Because even if I don’t tell him, he knows I’m scared of him. No matter how much I deny it.

“I am not scared of you.”

“You are sobbing and shaking endlessly earlier.”

“It’s not because of you.” Lies. “It’s because I am almost killed and got r***d by that man.” I continued to clean his hands.

“I won’t let that happen.” He said so soft, like it wasn’t meant to say out loud.

“Thank you, for saving me.”

"What did you and James talk about earlier in the field?" He asked all of a sudden and I see how his pupils dilated.

"Shouldn't we be talking about that as if you didn't kill anyone twenty minutes ago." I shrug.

“Because I didn’t, he’s just a nobody.” His eyes are cold.

I sighed “Nothing, he apologized for you.”

“For me?” H chuckles darkly and I looked at him, I don't know but it seems like every time he laughs I'm looking forward to it, maybe I'm still really hoping that somewhere deep within him there's still Ronan that I met eight years ago.

I nod “Yeah, for you being a jerk at me all the time.”

“Am I?” He searched my eyes and I just nods.

“Sometimes.”

“Does that affect you?” He asked in real and truest from of curiosity.

“Ye—Yeah, in some way.”

“I can’t promise you I won’t do it again.” He smirks.

“I am not expecting you to.” I yawn and my eyes began to feel heavy.

“I’ll drive you home.” He starts the car and he drive us by.

The drive is silent, eerily silent. I was still nervous about his presence but I thought, it's okay for him to be with me than the man he killed. Because in my heart, I know whatever Ronan's reason is for tormenting me, that's all, he won't hurt me like the man intended for me earlier. He won't hurt me, right? Because he just saved my life? Or maybe he just saved me because he wants to do the kill.