Never an Ever After

Fascination and Rain

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NIGHT CHANGES-ONE DIRECTION

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

ELLORA

I woke up to the sun hitting my face.

It is a new for me, because I always awoken up by the wind cascading my curtains in my room.

I slowly opened my eyes and I was immediately greeted by the calm sea and the clouds from the wall to floor ceiling window Ronan have.

When I first saw the outside of their house last night, I was afraid because it looks secluded and dark, but when I entered, I was instantly entailed by the unique style of their rest house.

I can live here forever.

I move my hands from my behind feeling him behind him, but he’s not there anymore. I let Ronan sleep beside me, I don’t know but his presence makes me feel safe. Maybe it’s because he’s the one who’s always saving me, when I needed saving.

But the fact that I feared him hasn’t got away. I still not trusted him, not fully at least.

A groan leaves my mouth when I start sitting up in the soft mattress he has. I see all the evidence of last night. The bruises around my wrist ankles, and I even touched my neck to find it painful.

So, it really happened. It’s not just my figment of imagination or a very bad nightmare.

It happened.

Even if I want it to be just a shadow of the past, it happened.

No matter how much I deny every little thing or words that done and said that night, it happened.

James didn’t see me as someone, he just saw me as an opportunity.

A means to an end.

His greatest revenge.

His Alas.

His ticket to hell.

Even if he serves as my world for so many years, it wasn’t still enough to make someone loved you the way you want them too.

He can’t and he won’t.

I stood up in front of the glass window and watch the sea flowing endlessly.

I keep in mind that maybe this is life what looks like. No matter what happened the water keeps drifting.

I smiled at the thought, I love that I am being positive in the situation I put myself in to. I am glad to have the nerve to continue going to the events unfolding before my very eyes.

I made the decision, I said yes to everything. What James did is just grabbed the opportunity he has. A very desperate man, desperate for some revenge and pay back.

It is all my fault. At least, I owe up to it.

I didn’t listen to the voices inside me that there is something off, that there is something wrong. I only listen to my heart, that only beats for James who is oblivious of the man he had become.

I tried to see through him, maybe he wasn’t born like that. Maybe the situation and the cruelty of life made him to be that someone I just saw.

He didn’t have any other choice, but to retaliate the miserable events that unfolds in his early age. He wasn’t born like that, he was just raised to be just like that.

I took a deep breath and readied myself for the day I will face.

The past months becomes a roller coaster of events suddenly flowing in my life.

At least, one thing I learned. That I need to be prepared for everything that may happen.

When I came out of the room, I noticed that the house was too big in the morning. And I can see how beautiful it is in the light. I also the noticed the faint smell of something delicious.

A food.

My stomach grumbles, I didn’t noticed how starving I am just now.

I follow the noise of someone moving, and when I see the room. It’s a very big, clean and spacious kitchen with the sea on the background. But that wasn’t the view that gets my attention.

It is the topless Ronan, cooking.

I chuckled and he snapped his head on mine that I suppress my smile.

You have to understand that as far as I know, this man in front of me is the prince of all the prince. I didn’t peg him as someone who knows how to cook or some sort.

“Good morning.” His morning voice is so low in the morning.

I just nod and smiled at him curtly.

“Sit down, I made some breakfast.”

Who am I to say no to food when my stomach is grumbling?

I sat down in the kitchen counter in front of him as he looks at me, every move he looked at me and I can see a smirk on his face.

“What?” I snapped.

"I've cooked a lot today, I notice you're hungry."

I scoffed, my pride is taking over. I hate it when I feel that I am dependent on him. “I am not.”

He chuckles and my gazed stay at his lips curved perfectly, what am I thinking?

I shrug and clears my throat, I have to remember what Demi said that every hormonal teenager like me will find Ronan Hawthorne attractive. And hot.

“You are, I heard your stomach grumbles while you’re sleeping.”

“i—I am not.” I tried to save my pride and he laughed.

“And you’re snoring, I can’t even sleep.” He teased.

I attempt to leave the table because it is embarrassing having someone as Ronan laughing at me. “You know what, I am not hungry.”

He holds my hands from the other side of the table, he smiled sweetly and the sun is perfectly dawn on him “I am just messing with you. You should eat. This is my special recipe.”

I stay, off course “I didn’t know you can cook.”

He nods and continued cooking “You don’t. it is because you didn’t talk to me for all those years.”

I shake my head “No, you’re the one who stopped talking to me.”

“Maybe.” He shrugs.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why did you stop being my friend?” I pressed.

“I am not. That I why I’m here with you.”

“But you are.”

This time he looks at me softly and sighed “I didn’t stop being your friend, I just stop talking to you and getting near you.”

“why?” I cringed.

“Because I have to.”

“Can you please be more specific?” I pressed him even more.

He chuckles and placed the plate full of pasta in front of me and some bread “Some other time.”

I looked at the food and my stomach grumbles again and I sighed embarrassingly.

He chuckles “Now, eat.”

Both of us eats silently while watching the sea in front of us, Ronan is sitting beside me and I have to calm my nerves down.

“Your family has a very nice place.”

"This is mine." He shrugs while eating.

“What?”

He looks at me like I am being absurd at my shockness that this place is his.

“This is mine. My parents didn’t know about this place. So, you better keep your mouth shut from my Mom.” He shrugs.

“Wow.”

“You like it here?” he asked.

This is the only time that Ronan and I talks about simple things. If this is count as simple.

I nod “Yeah, you can Clearly see the raindrops here.” I smiled and looked up, because even the ceiling is made from glass.

“That’s why I bought this place and renovate it just how much you will like it.” He smiled in between his fork.

“What?”

“I bought this because I know how you will love this when it rains.” What is he saying?

I scoffed “I don’t understand you.”

“I know how much you love Rain, I know how much you love the white noise all around you. I know you want to sip a very hot americano while reading your favorite book in front of your window and the rain’s poring hard. I know how you love to walk around with Raindrops falling all over you. I know how the sound of rain makes you calm. I know how the smell of Rain makes you warm.”

I stopped, and look at him almost breathless as he said all those fact about myself and my connection with Rai in front of my face.

How come he noticed all of it? When did he start seeing and noticing those tiny details about me? And why did he even bother to read and looked at someone like me?

My tears are clogging in my eyes, because I don’t know why I feel my heart is swelling uncontrollably.

I opened my mouth to asked him what he meant by all those words he just tells me.

“I am fascinated by you, Snow white.”

And he just drops the bomb that almost makes me soft in the chair I am sitting in.

I took a deep breath and chug down the glass of water in front of me.

He stood up and whispered “You are mine. You are mine since the night I came home. You are mine until the day comes that I won’t find my way home anymore.”

I looked at him and his lips is so close to mine that I have to swallow hard.

“That will never happen, Ronan.”

"It happened." He smiled cockily "And you can't help but accept that to yourself. Everyone knows that you're f*****g mine. You're just the stubborn one who doesn't want to admit the truth to yourself. But I know you know you're mine. Don 't try to fight it off, you won't win against me. " He left me in the kitchen, mouth gaping at his sudden mood changed. How can he make that one minute he's like a poem, a very deep poem then one minute he’s back to being the Devil that haunts me?

He didn’t say that he likes me or loves me.

He just said that I fascinate him? Is that a kind of obsession?

If yes, then what did I do to him that made him change his perspective against me?

He used to be my friend, he used to be my tormentor and my bully, and now he’s my f*****g stalker.