Tell the truth

(Rhea)

*riiiinngggg*

"Ah!" The ground-shaking noise shook my skull that I rolled down the bed to crash myself on the floor while my elbow dashed the night table and the vase over it fell on the floor with a shattter noise. Followed by the alarm clock, bounced over my head and fell over my lap.

I hold it to shut it off but no where was the snooze button. My fingers played a keyboard note and somewhere I pressed it to stop the ring noise.

As I got up to look whether Marcus got disturbed by the noise, my feet stumbled by the cloth or shirt of his and I fell forward to hit my head on the edge of the cot.

"My mother!!!" My dreadful eyes drifted to the hazardous human over the bed without considering the pain in my forehead. 

I crouched before shurgging my shoulder to find him asleep. I had a chance of looking around his room, now. Yesterday I wasn't cuz he was more obvious to my sight than other things. 

A pile of clothes, abandoned dumbbells, pair of footwear— on the floor, around me—a headphone hanging by the dresser, half-opened closet and an eye-catchy 100'' fucking tv. 

I coughed in disbelief as I choke myself by the expensive shits around me. A black painting was hanging over the wall, above the bed we were in. Sliding my hand over my nest-like hair, I stared at the painting. 

Interesting...

It had nothing other than a small white dot on it. It was hard to notice the dot but, I love the representation of it. It was odd to comprehend what it means though. 

But it gave the unexpressable meaning within me.

I looked at the broken vase again. I am grounded for good! 

As I tried to pick the pieces, I saw a mini rover, coming towards me from unknown corner with its wheels and I gasped as it broomed the shattered pieces and moved with its tire, making a sheer sound when it glid over the floor. 

What was that?

His room, is a total disaster and I bet the mini cleaner-rover is sad that it can't clean any other things he messed up.

I sighed and turned off the AC and opened the blinds of the sliding glass door, thus the rays of the sun pounded the glass until I slid them open.

A gust of wind stroked my hair and I stepped out of the room and into the balcony which made my stomach create a knot by the wonderful sight of the pool side.

Within a minute, I grabbed all the clothes I could find on the floor and put them on the blue laundry basket. Took the hanging headphone and dabbed it into the drawer. 

Arranged the CDs and Mp3 players into a glass-framed shelf under the TV. 

As I try to close the closet door, it stuck in the middle and I opened it without his permission to find all the clothes fighting over each other. One of them was sticking in the middle of the doorway. 

All the plain t-shirts of his cost like a showroom and reeked his strong and intimidating aura, drastically contrasting with mine.

I glanced at the guy who was responsible for this and corrected the positions by putting them into cloth hanger. Placed all the costly-as-my-brain perfumes on the shelves after inhaling its power of fragrance.

It smelled so like him.

Took a skating shoes, I wonder it was his, and shoved them into a cardboard box and looked around after turning on the room freshner.

Wow!

I pour some water for myself from the jug and drank the content hurriedly as my thirst sucked. People would not believe it was the same room which it was a few minutes ago. 

What will he do than keeping his room tidy?

I touched the coat I'm wearing, it's no more odd. If I just sell this coat, I would manage my financial burden.

Yesterday this guy was not sleeping a wink but today he's into that for more than eight hours since last night. 

I got up and went to Marcus' side to look at him. He was sleeping with his tummy contacting the bed. To my unholy desire, he had no shirt on. 

And I wonder why does men like to sleep without a shirt.

His white shirt, was on lying on the bed lifelessly and I take it in my hand. Without a second thought, I gave myself a chance to place it on my face and I breathed in...

Oh! His smell reminds me of bubble tea.

My eyes reverted to those muscles which were arranged in a way that makes my heart beat fast and to my surprise I saw a tattoo in his arm. I tilt my head.

How did I not notice this?

That was a ninja-blade or something causing a bleed. But looked cunning and dangerous. 

As I stared at him for a longer time than I supposed to, his ass caught my attention.

Holy Christ! He's doing a specific workout for it?

I snapped out of the thought before I become crazy. My hands shivered before patting his muscle over his left shoulder blade, "Seni-"

"Don't!!" A voice bounced from behind me and my heart stopped to function. "Don't wake him, Rio!"

Nathan barged into the room to my astonishment and pulled me away from Marcus. Where did he come from?

"Nath-Nathan? What are you doing here?" I voiced when we were out of Marcus' room and Nathan closed the door, lightly.

Without answering what I asked, he said, "I saw a mess of glass pieces in the ground floor. Are you okay?" 

I lean over the railings, to see the glass pieces were as such.

Where did the rover-chick go now?

"Oh, about that! Don't worry, they just slipped out of the table while I dispaced it closer to me."

Does that lie convince him?

"Okay, did you wake him by any chance?" His hypothesis was perfectly aligned with the reality!

The flashcut of Marcus yelling at me, took over me and my face flushed in fright of the thought. Hiding the humiliation I had, I chuckled, "No, not at all!"

I just want their friendship not to get ruined by revealing what Marcus did to me. Atleast for the coffee he made, I must forgive him.

"Why are you lying?" He bluntly blared.

"I am not lying. Go ask Alexa, she was there! Tell the truth, Alexa." As I said that, the ring of noise filled the house and I gasped when Alexa began playing the song Tell the truth while blinking the lights based on the beat of the song.

What is wrong with technology today?

"Shut up, Alexa!" I grinned at Nathan to divert him, "Never mind."

Nathan caught the discomfort in my face, "Did you sleep well?" 

He checked again, "Tell me..."

I shrugged, processing how he's concern about me.

"Yes I did."

"But you don't look fine." He added, "Marcus said anything?" 

Oh man, if you're so much worried, you mustn't have left me here.

"Nathan! We were fine together. I mean the bed was large and cozy." Shit!

A cloud of dark emotion took over Nathan's face, "You both slept together? In his room?" 

He stopped blinking and focused his eyes on me, "I thought you were in some other room..."

Hoe-ly fuck! How can I explain that?

"We-We just slept to-"

"Why did you not mention it?" His face changes disgustly.

"I didn't consider it worthy to talk about!"

"You're hesitant to say what happened, Rhea!"

I just keep my mouth pursed for a second to find the right words. Before I let the truth out he spoke.

"Did you sleep with him?"

"What are you meaning, literally or some other thing?" The vein of my fist pops up. How could he ask such thing?

"Is that a doubt? I meant the thing you did with him! Why else would he sleep this much longer then?" He spat the most terrific thing I've heard.

There's no mathematical logic behind it.

"Nathan, are you kidding me?" My voice found no corner of the place I am.

"No, I'm not!" He growled at me, "I've called you twenty times last night but you picked up none! I just thought you were angry with me but you were upto something else."

Yes he did, and Marcus took the phone away from me to switch it off.

"Where is your phone?" He asked sternly and I blinked in confusion.

"It's with Marcus, he just-" Nathan didn't let me finish a single sentence then.

"Why is he having your phone?" He bombarded again. 

Heck!

I was trying hard to prove that I am true, "Nathan, I swear there's nothing like you thi-"

"Aren't you coming back to bed, Cinder?" 

My mind lacked the confidence to turning back to the owner of the voice, but I did.

Marcus was leaning by the door's entrance, watching both of us with a sluggy look through his lashes.

"What the heck!?" Nathan screamed as I shifted my gaze to him.

"N-Nath..." My voice shakily comes out as I move forward to him. But he jolt back and pointed my hand and roared with a voice full of loath, "What are you having in your hand!!"

I looked at Marcus' shirt which I took in my hands a while ago.

Holy-molly God's curse!

"That's my shirt, by the way." My senior stepped forward and grabbed the shirt from my hand without realising how frozen I am.

"His shirt?" Nathan's head bursted in amusement, "What were you doing?"

"Sleeping together." Marcus behind me said it with a cold tone.

WTF!!

I lift my head with a speed that it would crack my neck, "We slept?"

"Yes, Cinder. Didn't you tell him yet?" He spoke to my utmost underlying underwear!

"What do I tell him?" I held my soul tight as I felt someone trying to pull it out.

"How will she tell me that you fucked her?" Nathan shoved my figure out of the picture and punched Marcus' face with his fist.

sh#bon*fd!

Before he fell, Marcus held himself by leaning over the wall, "Who said, I fucked your girlfriend?"

"Stop capping, Messy!" He tried to place another punch but Marcus ducked it by grabbing the hard-core fist.

My belly shivers to move.

"This isn't right, Naddy. Don't speak without knowing what happ-" My senior warned him after all he was the one who stimulated the fight.

But Nathan gave no space for silly talks. He gave another blow to Marcus' cheek that I yelp in desperation. Yet Marcus didn't fight back his best friend.

"I don't wanna do this, Naddy." Marcus bared another slap from Nathan.

Thinking about how Marcus fought Thomas, it was unlikely to watch him bearing silly hits. Once Marcus use his fist, I swear, Nathan would fly off.

"You betrayed me?" Nathan pounced forward to bury his hand into my senior's gut but I screamed without being able to bear the non-sense.

"WILL YOU STOP IT NATHAN!!"

There was a momentory silence, but the fume of heat persisted in Nathan's eyes. I've neither seen him so aggressive nor mindless.

"No one fucked no one! I just slept next to him when he offered. That's it." My vocal chord had that ability to crack when I said it loud.

"And that fucking shirt..." I marched towards Marcus and snatched it, "I was cleaning the room genuinely."

Tossing the shirt over Nathan's face, I stood with lava boiling in my mind. His face lost all the colours, water and whatever it had.

"Is that enough?"

Nathan turned his face to his friend who was lying on the floor to see him nod in agreement.

"You had no time to think about it, but blindly judge me that I would have slept with this guy who doesn't even know my name?" 

He had no words to say to me. A flash of guilt surged through him while his lips was still like a line. His fist relaxes weakly.

"Rhea, I didn't judge-"

He stopped when I push my palm in the air at his face to stop. "Don't just say it."

I added, "Leave my case, you don't need to trust me. But don't you trust your friend either?"

He defeatedly lowered his head while Marcus' smirked and stood up like one of Nathan's blow screwed his brain.

"You have no rights to order Nathan what he must do." Marcus, like a generous-hearted person, put his arm over his friend's shoulder and pulled him closer.

Holes of asses!!

Nathan smiled weakly and looked at Marcus who was not even a bit furious about him, "I'm sorry, Messy."

"Why are you telling that to me? Go tell her." He left the contact and went into his room, the lion's den, like nothing happened.

What a lightning rod is he?

I watched Marcus' room door even after it had been closed. I felt Nathan walking to me with my side view. 

"Rhea." He holds my hand with which he danced sweetly last night.

"Don't touch me!" I flinch and step back in annoyance.

I couldn't get it off my mind: He said I slept with his friend. 

"I was just worried that something bad happened." His accent falls down and he pleads me with the puppy face.

"I am done with the guys, who act this way, Nathan. If you have trust issues, let me withdraw the idea of date." 

I climbed down the staircase without waiting for any reply from him, "We're done. Have the rest of your day with your shirtless friend who'll marry sleep one day."

A faint call of my name reached me but I gave no fuck to it. That party was a curse. I left my cousin then my dignity with this guy.

I got out of the grand mansion and walked past the compound to get hitch-hiked to my hostel. I badly want to sleep and get rid of the guys from my head.

As I got inside my room, there was no trace of Laila. Thinking to call her, I realised I left my mobile in his mansion.

Fuck, I had no thought about my mobile!

And I'm still wearing his coat...

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