In Love With The Enemy

Chapter 10 (Part 2)

Out the side of my eye, I could see he was staring at me with a huge smile on his face. Just looking at him made me nauseated.

He was devilishly handsome, but he is the cruelest person I have ever met in my lifetime.

I stayed silent the whole entire time, only looking out the window.

Tristan was busy typing something on his phone, occasionally glancing at me.

My head was all fuzzy and I could barely feel my cheek he slapped me on. I was getting tired from all the crying I did, but there was no way in hell I would fall asleep around him.

I looked at the bright sun in the sky, beaming over everything.

I remember as a kid, how I always felt warmth and happiness when I saw the sun in the sky. The inside of me was so dark and cold, I couldn't feel any of it anymore.

Hours passed in dreadful silence as we were still in the car. I would really love to know where they are taking me.

 I turned to Tristan, whose attention was still on his phone.

"We have been in the car for so long. Where are we going?" I murmured.

He looked up, all his attention now on me. I saw how his face got tense when I asked him this.

"You'll see" He simply said before going back to whatever he was doing on his phone.

Well so much for asking. I sighed and turned back around, viewing my surroundings.

*30 Minutes Later*

I was still looking out the window when the car came to a halt in front of a huge private jet, followed by the cars behind us.

My eyes got big as realization hit me that we were leaving California.

"Wait...We are leaving cal-california?" I asked him.

He nodded, confirming my doubts.

Oh gosh No! I can't leave California. My home, My friends, My job, My dog, My family?!

"N-no I can't leave here!" I told him.

He raised his brow. "And why's that again?" He asked.

"You do understand that I have responsibilities. I have a Job, and I can't just up and leave my Abby at home all by herself!" I explained, hoping he'd understand.

"That's too bad sweetheart. Your still going, end of discussion"

"But..." He cut me off.

"What did I just say? I don't care about any of that, you're going and that's final!" He declared with a dangerous look in his eyes.

Why, Why, Why Me! I screamed in my brain.

"Come on" He commanded, opening his car door.

I barely heard what he said, because I was drowned in my thoughts.

 My poor baby! I can't leave her, nor can I just leave California.

I had today off from work, but my boss will be expecting me tomorrow.

What he is doing is so wrong and unfair. I hate that he can force me to do things I don't wanna do. 

"Alina, get out the damn car already!" Tristan said loudly.

These words snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned and saw the driver with the door open for me, while Tristan was impatiently standing a few inches away.

I realized I hadn't moved a bit, still in the same spot. It took a lot of strength for me to get out of the car.

How much I didn't want to leave, but I had no say.

I could bicker with him about it, but I know it won't change anything. It'll only give me more pain.

I got out of the car and followed him into the jet.

The moment I walked in, I swear my mouth dropped to the floor. It was elegant inside, but so beautiful. 

"This one is my favorite" I heard him say.

At the moment, I was too busy taking in everything.

"Come, sit down." He pulled my hand, making me fall into the seat next to him.

I glanced at him, while he was staring straight at me.

I felt so damn uncomfortable around him. No matter how beautiful this is, I don't want to be here with him.

I can't stop thinking about poor Abby. What will she do without me?

I don't want her to be all alone.

Maybe I could call one of my friends or someone to take care of her while i'm gone.

I'll also need to call my boss and tell him that I wouldn't be coming tomorrow.

I don't know what Tristan's plan is with me, therefore, I don't know when I'll be back here.

I don't even know where he's taking me, all I know is that I'm overwhelmed.

"Where are you taking me, and where is my phone?" I haven't seen my phone since I ran out of the mansion.

"You'll see when we land, and as far as your phone, you'll get it back soon." He told me.

"But I need to call my boss, and make sure Abby's alright!"

He looked at me in confusion. Oh right! He doesn't know who Abby is.

"Abigail, my beautiful puppy," I explained to him.

"Don't worry about any of that. Both of them will be fine, and you'll get your phone back soon." 

I let out a deep breath I didn't even know I was holding. His words somewhat eased me, but I was still as tense as a rock.

"Hello Sir, would you like anything?" A woman had come and asked him.

The woman looked in her late 20's, auburn hair, and perfect body. She could be a model if she wanted.

She was wearing a somewhat revealing dress, but I didn't pay too much attention.

She is probably one of his f**k buddies who work for him. Who knows anymore? 

"Bottle of wine, and my computer." He demanded from her.

"Sure Sir," She said before walking off.

A few minutes later, she came back with a bottle of wine, two glasses, and his computer.

No way I will drink in front him, and I already went through a terrible hangover earlier from all the alcohol I drank last night.

"No, Thank you" I declined with a small smile.

She glanced at me for a second, before passing me a smile and left with the other glass.

As if he was busy, he poured him a glass of wine and started typing on his computer.

I am thankful though. Whenever he isn't working or whatever, his attention is on me.

I hate when he looks at me, eyeing my body thoroughly.

There was nothing for me to do besides what I did in the car. To look like a lost girl, staring at nothing in particular.

My eyes were heavy, but I didn't want to go to sleep. It was clear Tristan knew this as well.

"Rest your eyes, Alina" Tristan said softly but demanding, without taking his eyes off the computer.

I didn't do that though. Instead, I just looked at him with no emotion visible. When he noticed this, he looked up at me.

"If you don't know already, I don't like repeating myself" The intensity in his eyes was enough for anyone to listen to him.

I closed my eyes so he'd leave me alone, but I wasn't sleep. I stayed like that for a few minutes, until I couldn't stay up any longer.

It was impossible to be calm around him, just like it was dangerous to let your guard down around him.

I tried to stay up, but just couldn't. My eyes were begging for sleep, so I ended my body's misery and did just that.