Trapped By The Devil

16

I woke up from a smell of something burning. My nose continuously scrunching thinking what the hell is burning then I opened my eyes and didn't find Noah. I wrapped the satin bed sheets around me and ran to the kitchen.

"Babyyy... Baby are you okay?"

Pulling Noah away from the gas stove, I search for any kind of injury when I found none then I cupped his face and wait for him to answer.

"Woahh... I am good. Nothing happened to me... But this pancake.."

Noah looked at me so apologetically that he burnt the pancake made me melt. I gave him a kiss and said.

"Thats not a problem... We will buy something"

He nodded and gave me the cup of coffee. We walked out to the balcony, watching the city. Noah pushed the strands of my hair behind the ear and ran his fingure through them.

"I am not going for the interview"

I murmured looking down at the streets. Noah's hand was still in my hair, making me relax.

"Why?"

He asked sipping on his coffee. The way he looks at me like I am the most beautiful thing he have ever seen is so churning.

"They cancelled it."

Noah pulled me flushed against him and rubbed my sides.

"Ok...."

"Now you are joining my company CLARA"

He said as if its the most common thing. Slowly putting my palm on above his, I took few steps away from him and shaking my head in no.

I know the way Noah took my name, a demanding tone where there's no space for further argument. He ain't going to like what I am going to say but seriously I can't join him in the office.

"You can't do this to me Noah. You know I can't join you business. Why don't you understand?"

I said every word shaking my head. I gave him the right to take decisions for me but this one... I am not taking it.

"I said you are joining my company Clara! I know you are not someone who doesn't work in other fields. Its not you!!! You like to explore new things!!! So if am gonna let it slide then you are wrong"

Noah spoke. His demeanor was rigid. Like he was stopping himself from exploding.

"Noah... I can't... I don't want your sister taunting me... That I take favours from you. I am not giving her the chance to do that. I am not letting someone satisfy  themselves over me."

Finally I speak my mind out and looked at him. Noah gave me the most disappointed face and shook his head.

"For god sakes Clara... You are my f*****g  girlfriend!!! You are not having this relationship with my sister. She's not going to be there!! I am going to be there for you everytime."

"Just because of you people don't like eachother... You are hurting me for whatt??? This is what you wanted right??? Then have it... I am not gonna say anything to you from now onwards!!!"

"Next time I gonna see you in my office before that we are not talking. The ball is in your court Clara."

Noah shout out at me and walked back inside the apartment. I followed him clutching the bedsheet tightly to my chest.

I called him several times to stop him but he didn't even spare me a single glance. Noah put on his hoodie then walked towards the door. Rubbing my fingers on my forehead I looked at his back as he was going. He grabbed the car keys in a hastey manner and slammed the door harshly behind him after stepping out of the apartment.

I broke down and ran to my room. Curling on the bed and I started sobbing badly. I just couldn't stop my tears from falling. I felt horrible for disappointing Noah. Every f*****g time I hurt him and in return he always forgives me.

After a while even the tear stopped. I stayed there hugging the knees to my chest and drifted off to sleep without brushing my teeth and taking a shower. Afterall what's the point in doing that?

And when I woke up it's already 7 pm, I went to the bathroom to for shower and took my time in scrubing the body. Walking out of the bathroom in a robe I went straight to the kitchen and looked at the chaos Noah left behind him. Oh god why me????

Lazily strolling to the refrigerator I grabbed the milk carton and decided to make a milk tea. I was hungry and my stomach leaving no chance to remind me about it. Uggh.

Finishing the tea, I thought of going to Nathan's bar. I put on a beautiful black satin dress with matching sandals. Putting on some makeup to hide my puffy eyes, I grabbed my clutch and car key before leaving.

~To Nathan

       'Is Noah there?'

~From Nathan

'Nups. He's with the other guys.'

~To Nathan

      'Ohk! TQ!'

I texted Nathan, one of Noah's buddy. Noah often goes to his bar. And I don't want to show up there when he's with Nathan and make him more angry. We surely need some alone time, away from eachother to clear our heads. Otherwise going infront of him only make things worse.

Parking the car two blocks away from the bar, I walked in. The warmth instantly run through my body. My eyes scanned for a cornrow braided head and when I found him, I waved my hand and waved back.

"Hey gorgeous"

Nathan hugged me even when the bar counter between us and gave a peck on my cheek. I giggled and kissed his forehead to intentionally leave my lipstick mark.

"SIMBA..."

I laughed and Nathan shook his head at my childishness but he didn't try to remove the mark.

"So I guess, there's another fight between you guys!"

I nodded chewing the inside of my cheeks. I didn't make eye contact with him.

"What you want me to pour for you?"

Nathan asked moving his hips to the beat. He was looking handsome in the waist apron he was wearing above his black trousers and shirt with suspenders.

"Whiskey"

"Whiskey"

I and someone from my right said at the same time. When I looked at the owner of the voice, my mood turned sour.

Rolling my eyes, I looked back at the pouring whiskey on the glass and I chucked it down in one go.

"Slowdown cupcake!"

Nathan said but I raised my eyebrows at him and challenged him to slow me down.

"Leave the bottle here, I'll pour myself."

He was hesitating to give me the whiskey bottle, so I had to snatch it from him and walked away from there to the other side of the counter to enjoy my night.

.

I was half way through my bottle when I saw him again. Walking to me with his one hand inside the pocket and the other one clutching the whiskey glass with a cigarette. Do you know whom? One and only Myles Harvey.

"Hows your pathetic life going without a job?"

He asked and I ignored him because that's what he do, instigate me to argue with him. And I am so not here to entertain him.

"What??? Now your little mouth isn't going to talk?? Well get used to it. You ain't getting any job in this city."

Myles Harvey smirked when he saw me wide eyed. Realisation hit me as to why I am not getting any job. I composed myself and think for a minute then something struck in my head and I looked at him.

"You really think I don't have a job? Well I think you will be happy to know, I do have a job"

Saying that I walked out of the bar when I saw his smirk fall off. Giggling, I started walking but my stomach started flipping and I throw up on the sidewalk.

Empty stomach and alcohol is a bad choice afterall.

I was drunk but I was shocked that I bite back Myles Harvey. Removing the sandals, I put one step ahead of another and started walking again but the alcohol got the best of me that I tripped.

Before I could hit my head on the concrete road someone saved me. Black clothes, french beard... I was seeing two men and both looking like Myles, I felt myself lifted in the air and moving that I happily shouted 'yay... I can fly...' I flap my arms in the air like birds do. I heard a voice said 'stupid woman & stupid whiskey'. After that I forced my eyes to stay open and see clearly but it never happened and my head fall in the air and my eyes got closed on there own accord.