Chapter 11
"I've taken care of you for so long and now I want to be paid" his hands ran over my body as I tried to break free.
"NOOOOOOO!!!"
I sat up and I saw light fill the room as Roman turned on the lamp and sat up next to me.
"Mia calm down it was just a nightmare"
I didn't pay attention to him I just sat there staring ahead and I felt him shift and then saw him sitting in front of me.
"Mia what is going on, you have been having sleepless nights all week. You lost the match because you like blacked out in the middle of the ring and you flinch every time I touch you"
I looked down and then away.
"Did I do something to..."
"No.. just forget it okay?" I smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Please don't tell John or anyone else about my nightmares" he nodded and ran his fingers over my cheek.
I had to tell him as I was worried that due to him being concerned he might've vented to the other guys about what had been happening for the past week.
"I'm your fiancé Mia, if something is going on I need to know I need to be there for you. We spoke about this remember? You were adamant against therapy and I swore I would be here for you so don't hide from me"
"Just hold me that's all I need.." he sighed and pulled me into his arms.
"What I need is to know that my baby girl is okay and you are not" he kissed the top of my head.
"Why don't you take a hot bath while I make us some breakfast, its only six but I doubt you want to go back to sleep so..." he raised his eyebrow waiting for my answer and I nodded.
He kissed me gently and then left the room.
I hated it but I couldn't control it I couldn't control anything. I was back where I was 8years ago and that was a Mia that Roman didn't know. I decided I needed to try and block everything out when I wasn't alone that way no one would suspect anything and that way they wouldn't get hurt.
2006
"Dear, please eat something..."
I heard my dad begging me it was the same cycle every day since I got here. He and the rest of my family simply assumed I was grieving my amazing mother's death and that due to that I had become this emo teen but in reality her being alive was the reason for that.
They would never know all the shit I had to go through and why should the perfect fucking billionaire's know? If my mother were still alive I bet they wouldn't have given a fuck, they just pitied me.
I have been here for 2months now and I mostly remained in my room and it was fine considering the entire family travelled a lot.
"Look ,The Orton's are downstairs and I really want you to meet them please?"
The fucking Orton's, Randy Orton, the guy I let steal my first kiss who just happened to be engaged. Sure I wanted to sit a couple of hours in the same room as him and his parents I have yet to meet.
"I'm just trying here, Mia..."
I had loved the name Mia ever since I was younger and when my dad asked me I didn't second guess changing my entire name. I mean it wouldn't be tainted but then again I didn't realize that changing my name wouldn't change who I was.
I heard him leave the room and the darkness took over yet again.
I still remember him each time I close my eyes, those cold blue ones would be staring into mine. I knew I wouldn't see him again but it didn't change the fact that everything still haunted me.
I reached over into the bottom drawer and took some sleeping tablets it was the only way to sedate myself and get as much sleep as possible. But then again there was no escape from him, from anyone; my mother, her boyfriend they would never truly leave me.
"You don't fucking listen do you? I said you don't get to smoke shit today and what do you do ? You still fucking do! I did you a favour by bringing you here. I already have these two guys to deal with I didn't need any extras but yet I did! So when I fucking tell you not to touch my shit you don't! Understand me?"
He tightened his hold on my throat and I nodded. I was addicted I couldn't help myself and he knew it.
He knew I would find it, it was all a game to him as he knew I had nowhere to go. I needed him and this place and especially the drugs to make me forget about everything.
"That's better, now fucking stop crying and smile. I don't need depressive bitches bringing down the mood! Come on guys, lets get some beer while she cleans up the fucking mess she made me create!"
I picked up the pieces of shattered glass from the mirror as well as the broken lamp.
I wrapped a piece of cloth I could find around my bleeding arm as I had been cut when he threw me against the large mirror that I admired the first time I got here.
Now almost two years later I was busy cleaning it up. I knew it wasn't good for me to be here with them, but I would rather get beaten up everyday than let my mother's boyfriend get near me again.
That's one thing he had protected me from..
"MIA! MIA!!!!"
I woke up and stared into blue eyes, but not the cold ones I was used to. I felt his fingers wipe the tears which had fallen.
He was sitting next to me on my bed staring at me full of concern and I saw his head move closer to mine.
Before I could fully realize what was happening his lips met mine as he clutched to my cheek and laid me down so that my head hit the pillow.
I loved the taste of his lips or maybe it was the idea of kissing being so close with someone, a closeness I never had before. I heard him groan into my lips as he removed the covers revealing my bare thighs due to me wearing a baggy jersey only, I felt him gently squeeze it as he positioned himself between my legs.
I felt something pushing against his jeans as he pushed up against my body. I held onto his arms as I moaned into his lips I had never experienced anything like this feeling I had.
"You taste so sweet" he murmured against my lips as he pushed his tongue into my mouth yet again and I felt his hands run up underneath my jersey and his fingers grasp my underwear band.
As soon as he did that I realized what I was doing. I broke the kiss and he looked confused down at me.
I slapped him immediately and left the room.
"What the hell?"
I heard him behind me as I raced down the stairs, it was the first time I had left my room in weeks.
"You fucking kissed me!" I turned as I reached the bottom and for the first time I noticed he was shirtless and wearing a pyjama pants.
"You kissed me back" he smirked as he was now in front of me.
"You are fucking engaged which you failed to mention the last time you took advantage of me!" I shouted and walked away from him into the kitchen.
"Advantage? You loved every moment of it, or was someone else moaning"
I glared at him even though he was right. I hated that I wanted him.
"I get your type! You're the womanizer type but I am not one of your sluts okay?" he was still smirking.
"Stop doing that!"
He raised his eyebrow trying to look innocent .
"Fuck you !"
He seriously pushed my buttons.
"That's what you would've been doing if you hadn't slapped me!"
I didn't get how someone could be so cocky and annoying when he was the wrong one. I had never met anyone like him.
"Just leave me alone and don't ever kiss me again!"
"What if you beg me to?"
"Never! What are you even doing here?"
"Well I came over with my dad last night and they left early for some meeting and well I'm here to keep you company!" he smiled. I walked away but felt him grip my arm and I winced.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to grab you that hard"
I saw the sincerity in his apology. I nodded, he hadn't gripped my arm hard at all though.
He sighed and sat down at the kitchen island,"do you have nightmares a lot?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Look I'm sorry I kissed you okay? I hadn't planned to walk into your room and kiss you, it just happened. I was watching TV and I heard you screaming, then you were crying and scared and I just don't know..."
"Just forget it ever happened okay? Just like the first one. Like I said earlier and I meant it you are engaged and you need to stop being a fucking man whore. I'm sure whoever she is , is an amazing woman if my father likes her" I sighed.
"I know that you don't talk and shit to your family yet you are here with me and if they heard us I doubt they would believe that the girl standing here so feisty and strong is the same girl who hides away in her bedroom shutting out the world and chooses to be trapped with her demons. I have been through enough shit to know that no matter how selfless you want to be, not letting people know hurts them more. I don't know what you have been through but I'm not stupid I saw those cuts on your wrists the first time I met you in the shower, just know you are surrounded by a good bunch of people who care about you. Although you think I'm an ass I care too and you don't have to do this shit alone whatever it is..."
A/N:
I love Roman and Mia but deep down I still love her time with Randy and I hope you enjoyed this flashback featuring him. If you want more doses of Mia and Randy flashbacks I need feedback and I think they need as ship name don't you??
I hope you also liked the double flashback into the world she lived in before her rich lifestyle :)
Last thing if you can't remember the first time they met? Simply check the book 1 ( His my Tarzan...) chapter 27 ...
Bye xx
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