In Love With The Enemy

Chapter 26

Alina Pov:

My day was spent perpetually crying in the covers of the bed and sulking in different parts of the room. I was frustrated and angry, not knowing how to feel is the worst feeling you could ever have. Stuck between trying to figure out your emotions when they're all jumbled up and wild inside you.

It was hard for me to go to sleep that night, so I stayed up sulking in the corner of the room I was in. Melinda and a few other maids tried to get me out of my room, but the death glare I sent their way had them out my room in no time. I wanted to be alone with my deranged mind and bewildered emotions.

I was still in the bed, the covers wrapped around my body as I silently cried, tears escaping my eyes and rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't even scream or yell, my voice was hoarse from all the crying I did last night and earlier this morning.

Ever since I came here, the only thing I did was cry. There haven't been one day when I didn't shed a tear or overthink things. Sometimes I honestly wonder if my life was destined to be this way.

The sun was slowly starting to go down, but it felt like the day would never come to an end. I would have closed the blinds, so I could sulk in the silence and darkness, but I was too lazy and numb to even move from my spot on the bed.

That changed though, the moment I heard the door of the room open. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and the air in the room changed. I didn't need to look up to know who was in here, because his presence was well-known by now. His scent filled the room, making me inhale inaudibly.

After a few numb seconds, my consciousness came back to me and I jolted out of the bed. In front of me was the one and only asshole himself. He had that dangerous aura, but he seemed happy in a weird way that had me shaking inside from nervousness.

Something about his presence here is telling me that he wanted something from me, and that alone had made me go psychotic.

Some seconds later of silence, I finally found my voice. "What are you doing here?" My tone was laced with coldness and anger, because that's exactly how I felt right at this very moment.

I glared at him with so much force, it felt like my eyes would pop out. He ignored them though, as he started to walk towards me. Catching on to this, I tried my best to put distance between us as I took long strides backwards.

He didn't stop though, Tristan continued to walk forward until I felt my back hit the wall. A groan escaped my mouth as I felt the force of the wall on my back, as well as being annoyed that I was now crowded by Tristan, with nowhere to go.

"I'm here because....." He started speaking, a hint of atrocity in his voice. The way he was speaking gave me a weird feeling that whatever was gonna happen next, wasn't going to be pleasant. Or at least I know it won't be for me.

"Because I need a favor from you, and you will not refuse" Tristan said to me in a threatening manner.

Those few words alone that came out of his mouth, had alert bells ringing in my head. 'After so much hatred he manifested towards me, what could he possibly need from me?' I thought in my head.

"How come you're so sure I won't?" I asked him, my brows raised furiously.

"Oh, I'm very sure" He gave a dangerous smirk, which disgusted me to the core. I hated him and his ugly but handsome face.

"Handsome, really Alina?!" My subconsciousness scolded me. I mentally facepalmed myself for putting him and the word "Handsome" in the same sentence. What a shame.

I inhaled sharply and averted my attention back on this conversion I was holding with Tristan. His expression gave off a "I-am-the-boss-here-and-you-will-obey-me" look at the same time he was practically warning me with his eyes, "Be-careful-with-you're-next-words-because-they-can-be-fatal-for-you..."

My curiosity in his favor perked up. I wanted to know what favor I could really give him. "What is the favor you need from me?" I asked him.

Bile rose up inside me as I heard the next words that came out of his mouth. "You....will help me get your brother." He demanded coldy.

My head screamed, "You're-playing-with-dangerous-waters..." while my face gave away hatred, disgust, and anger.

"No. I won't," I refused courageously and without a second thought about it. No way I would actually help this monster get to my brother. No. f*****g. Way.

"Yes, you f*****g will..." He said back dangerously.

"No. No, and hell f*****g no! I will never do such a thing!" Our argument continued on and on with me refusing while he kept saying I will help him, which I'm not.

"I'm gonna say this for the last damn time. I don't give a flying f**k what you say, you will do it or else.."

"Or else what?" I scoffed out of annoyance. "I don't give a flying f**k what you say, I will not do it." I mimicked his words in defiance.

In a flash, before I could even understand what happened, I was pinned to the wall while Tristan's huge hands were clutched around my small neck.

I gasped, my mouth wide open in shock. I couldn't get a word out of my mouth, because of the force of his hands practically cutting off my air-way.

"Now are you still saying you won't?" He asked, knowing damn well I could say a thing even if I wanted to, which I did.

"I-I" My lungs were hurting from the lack of air, and I could feel the blood rushing up to my face. Tristan seemed unaffected by all of it, as he continued to glare at me, his hands never loosening around my neck. If anything, it felt like they were getting tighter by each second that passed.

"What's that again?" Tristan quirked his brows.

If it wasn't for me being in such a vulnerable state, I would have had his head for messing with me and thinking its amusing, but I can't do anything.

"I..." I tried to speak, putting all the effort I could into my words. "Le-let g...go" I voiced out.

"Will you agree if I do?" He asked me.

It took so much control not to do anything stupid right now. Instead of following my dangerous thoughts, I sent him a hard glare. His grip tightened a slight bit, and I winced.

"Alina...." He called, waiting for my answer. "Yes or No?"

I stayed put and silent, putting up effort to keep myself stable in this situation. Once I couldn't take it anymore, I persistently nodded my head back and forth in agreement with him, making him smile cruelly.

"Good girl" He husked in my ear, before releasing his hand off my neck.

I sighed in relief, coughing and filling my lungs with air. I didn't even wait to catch my breath, I ran to the door, but he stopped me with a firm grip on my arm.

"Uh uh" He shook his head angrily.

'f**k Alina, why are you so goddamn slow!' My subconsciousness scolded me.

'It's not my fault he's always so quick to stop me in my tracks before I can get away!' I said back in my head.

"You're not going anywhere..." He pulled me towards him by the arm and I gasped as I felt my back hit his sturdy chest.

"F-fine....I won't go anywhere. Just like me go, already." I whined. It's hard enough to breathe the same air he is. It's even more uncomfortable that I am up against him. I could practically feel his b***r grazing my butt.

"Why should I do that, when I'm enjoying your presence so close to me?" He smirked annoyingly.

I rolled my eyes and threw him a death glare. "Let go now or I will change my mind" I pressed the last words hardly, so he could understand how serious I was.

"No you won't." He crossed his arms and bored his threatening eyes in my furious ones. "You already agreed, you can't take it back."

"Yes I can," I said back.

"No" He gritted through his teeth, clenching his jaw and grabbing my wrist.

"Then let me go and I won't change my mind."

He seemed reluctant, but he complied anyways. I quickly walked away from him to the other side of the room while he followed every move I made.

His stare made me even more uncomfortable, but I ignored the weird feeling that was bubbling up inside of me.

Once I successfully got to the other side of the room, I finally spoke up and dismissed the awkward silence lingering between us.

"So.." I started, catching his attention. I crossed my arms and looked straight at him in all seriousness. "What is it that you want me to do?"

I wasn't happy in the least that I was helping him get to my brother, but it is what it is. All I can do is pray my brother can fix his mistakes with him.

"What do I want you to do?" He asked, but it was more of a demand than a question.

"Yes, what is it that you want me to do to get Bryce?" I asked back. My face was set in a deep frown, and my tone was harsh and cold.

"This is the most reasonable thing you've said so far, Kooky..." He mumbled under his breath with a slight chuckle. It came out slow and genuine, but the meaning behind it was cruel.

"Whatever, just answer the question." I impatiently said.

He looked at me for a few seconds in amusement, before he quickly erased it from his face and put the wall back up around him, where I couldn't understand what he was thinking or feeling.

"I want you to set up a family dinner and get him to me, as quickly as possible." He demanded of me.

I sighed and closed my eyes shut. I can't believe I'm really doing this for a monster like him....

It's been years since I have seen my family, and this would be hard for me to go through with this plan. I could barely take a phone call, which is why I rarely answered the phone anytime I saw one of my family members calling. How could I possibly go through with this?

I knew I didn't have a choice but to do it, but I still wanted to not do it. After I do this, so much will change for me. Everything has changed in the last five and a half years, but this was risky for me.

If I were to do this, my entire family would hate me and acknowledge me as a traitor. Any time someone would think of me, they would remember how I used my family to give my brother off to our fathers killer.

I didn't want to be known that way, and it was killing me inside to do this.

Once he told me what he wanted, he simply walked out the room and left me there to fight with my thoughts.

What have I gotten myself into? I asked myself painfully.