My Two Sexy Bad Boys

Chapter 5

“If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.” ❤️

—Haruki Murakami

Alivia POV

Noah opens the door,

There is nobody Alivia, Noah said in a low voice…

How can it be possible, the door is knocking continuously, there must be someone there, let me check out, I yelled over him and keep forward to check the person…

As I opened the door, I found something

under my paw.

I picked it up and saw what the hell is this???

It looks like a post, but who sent it to you…???? Noah asked with curiosity.

As soon as I picked it up in my hand and saw that I was cold-blooded, A shiver runs through my veins and I was standing there for a while just trying to get it all…

Whose letter is this and why are you so depressed Alivia?? Is everything okay?? just like this so many questions Noah put at the same time…

I was all ears, but not in the sense to tell him about what was going on in my life. I was already introverted enough and don't want to explain my grief to him, so I lied to him and told him to go from my house, and subsequently, I proceeded to go to my room.

Then, I came to my room and locked the door. Noah also followed me to my room. He was knocking on the door from outside, but I would rather not open the door because, at this moment, I want to avoid talking to anyone. I just wanna cry hard alone.

Alivia open the door, what's wrong with you, we need to talk, let me come in, On the next side, Noah was continually squealing…

So, I opened the door and let him in. I was sitting on my knee in the corner and was sobbing because just seeing my father's name I remembered all the worst memories of my life.

As soon as he came into the room, he caught up to me and threw his arms around me. And … hugged me. He wiped my tears from his gentle hands and hug me more tightly, I was caught in his arms and I cannot take a breath easily. I can feel his breathing and hear his heart pumping.

It was an unexpected hug from him that could release my all grief into happiness. At this time, he felt like he was the one who can turn my all despairs into glee.

Then he just looked at me for a second, his blue eyes shifting back and forth, then he lifted my chin and asked me with his sweet voice, "What's wrong baby??” Look at me, I am here for you… You don't need to face any hardships alone… Do you trust me, don't you???

I don't know whether I trust him or not but the way, he pampers me now I can share every short incident of my life with him. He feels like he truly understands me and wanna gimme a cure. So, I just tell him everything, all my ups and down, all my bad happenings with my father.

It was my father's letter, and his name is enough to scare anyone. I was also scared to read it out, I don't even want to. As far as I remember, I saw my father last in class7. It was a very horrible memory of my entire life. I can't forget that moment.

Noah, Could you imagine your life without your father watching over you, and getting kicked out of your mansion?

I had seen everything with my wide-open eyes…

No, but it is not so. I have some good memories of him too. The thing happened when I was a kid and I could not walk on my feet. Then my father came, who used to ride me on his back as a horse. Used to play with me all over the house.

Sometimes we used to take care of the garden too, and he used to pluck some flowers from the plants and stuck them in my hair and call me his pretty little princess.

It was such a lovely time we spent together. My mama loved her so much that she is still doing. That he doesn't deserve anymore.

But soon he became very industrious with his business and he had an affair with her assistant, so he started hating both of me.

I was very young, and I did not understand so much that I used to see her tears but could not understand. I have always seen her wiping her tears but could never feel her pain. My mother bravely tolerated all this, yet did not divorce her.

Now we have gotten used to all these atrocities. Then one day my dad drank too much and came home with staggering steps. My mama was making a pancake for me, she neglected him and continuously did her work. I was in the other room playing with my doll.

Now he had come to the house very often but never did such a nasty thing as he did this time, he started hitting my mama with his leather belt.

It was a terrible scene that I was watching with my own eyes. I had never except that my father would do this awful act with us, but he was constantly going to kill my mother without taking any break. She was falling to the ground,

but my father didn't have the slightest pity for her.

Thereafter, when it was unbearable for me that my mother was being beaten so much in front of me, then I came out of the room. I begged my father to let her go, but my father was that much of drunk that it being unable to recognize her own daughter, he did not even listen to me and hit my cheek with a slap. I fell and the base of the flower pot hit my head.

Not only that, but I can never forget that moment with the hands with which he loved me so much, he slapped me with the same hands. He just made our life a living hell.

After all this f*****g s**t, he kicked us out of our own mansion, for heaven's sake. He gave us enough money that we could spend at least 6 months so effortlessly and then kicked us out. I was on my mama now.

We were just looking at each other faces and had no idea where to go, what to eat and how to live.

It was midnight, the streets were deserted and dogs were barking. We were on each other to find a new place to stay and get an earning source.

We were wandering on bare feet. Then my mama decided to spend this f*****g night at her friend's residence. We stopped in front of a house that had a sign saying 'We are always welcome '. I knocked twice and then a lady in his mid-forties stood right in front of us. She was looking so charming. She gave us a warm hug.

“ Umm…” My mama mumbled, as you can see, we are here in such a condition, so I want your favor tonight.” May I stay in your home for some days???” As soon as I found a place, I will leave your house.

As I told you, aunty Maria is such a warm-hearted lady. She lifted me in her arms, kissed me on my cheek, and nodded as the gesture to come in.

I was just 11 and that was the last time I had seen my father. So, we spent some time at aunt Maria's home. After some time, my mama got a job, and we shifted here. Since then, I just hate my father.

Now he wants me to come with him, which I would never do.

“Ohhhhh, what a f*****g s**t…??”

Goddamn it.

He is such a demon. “How the f**k a father can do such s**t to his family?”

Doesn't he have a heart?

Noah roars as he was pissed off after listening to all this.

Noah, just calm down… It's ok.

It was all my f*****g past that I don't want to remember.

“Okay, my darling, you don't need to cry.” I am here always with you. Nobody is gonna hurt you until I am with you… Noah said while kissing me on my forehead. There was belief and possession in his voice. He wiped my tears and took me in his arms and asked me to give the letter to him.

I gave him a letter with trembling hands. He went to bed while holding my hands tightly. He opened it and glance at that from top to bottom.

What's written in it? What he wants now with us?? I asked Noah in low voice.

Firstly plzzzz calm down dear ...I am telling you everything.

" Your father wants you to live with him".

"He wants you to forgive him and start a new life with him...."

Noah replied in a hoarse voice...

Holy shit... I shouted...

I don't give a damn about this man. Nobody is gonna live with him and his royal mansion. I still remember that night, where was he then, where was his f*****g love... Now he wants his family, No way...

And Noah you also tie a knot, my mother should not have known this.

I don't want her to suffer from all this s**t. She has already struggled a lot. I don't want to see her depressed.

Okay, I'll remember this. Now I am leaving. See you at the library. Noah went away after saying this...