Mr.Right

Chapter 25.

Anger.

There's a point in everyone's life where they experienced that word. It might be frequent for people with bad tempers and once in a while for calm and calculated persons but the point is, humans are bound to flip when they've gotten to their anger limit.

I always wondered what would ever make a slow tempered person like Maverick lose his shit but on this day that I can literally see fumes coming out from his nose and ears, I finally got my answer.

I made him lose his shit. Or should I say Tony did?

"He...You...What??" He splutters.

"It's a long story..."

"I want to hear it," He cuts me short.

"But I don't want to talk about it!" I yell this time. "I don't want to relive that moment! You can't make me!"

Huge fat sobs spill from my eyes and he looks taken aback from my outburst. I want to run out of the now claustrophobic room but I'm certain he'd hold me back so I just sit there and let the tears run down my face. My breathing is getting ragged and my brain is flashing memories of Tony's house. I suddenly feel dizzy as all blood drains from my face.

My panic attack comes rushing back after so many weeks.

"Fuck! What's happening?" Maverick has never seen me in my panic attacks and I'm sure he's about to get one now from my reaction to the whole issue. "Just breathe, April, Breathe. Let it pass." He pulls me to his chest and envelopes me in his arms. I'm trying to work hard on my breathing but it's just not working out.

Why is he making me talk about it? I just want to forget what happened.

Tony's face flashes in my head and suddenly, my brain spirals into its own toxic mixture of cowardice and pain. I stay tangled in his arms with my head pressed to his chest as the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat makes me feel somewhat safe, thereby making my breathing more steady and controllable.

I move away from him to look him in the eyes as he brushes a blonde strand of hair out of my face and then cups my face with such tenderness like I'd break that it makes me want to cry. With a thumb, he brushes the shameless tear from my cheek.

My eyes hold so many emotions that are too heavy to carry so I let more tears spill without control. I feel comfortable like this, with him.

"You didn't tell me about your panic attacks," He finally says.

"There's a lot of things I haven't told you. And I'm stupid for thinking I could hide this for so long."

"I shouldn't have come at you that way, it's ok if you don't want to talk about it..."

can't be a coward forever. Isn't that what half of the last twenty-seven days was

around this period

was gone and so were my chances of getting tanned. I

was home as I saw his shoes outside. I craved Ice-cream at that moment because it was

open as I got out the Vanilla flavored Ice-cream from the refrigerator. I don't know why I didn't turn on the

knew it was Tony because no one else lived with us. The only thing I needed to do at that moment was just to relax and talk to someone but

of ice-cream when he launched forward and forced his

but he only tightened his grip and ran his hand down my chest. "We talked

dragged out and before I could respond, I felt something sharp pierce my neck and it didn't take me a minute for

I was being drugged.

a blur even with my glasses on and I struggled to stand steady on my feet but the drug already ran all over

registers what's happening. But I couldn't

smirk on his face when he climbed over me. It gradually began to feel numb as

become intimate. I believed him even when I knew it was wrong. I believed I loved him even when I thought of a thousand reasons

the outside but my heart bled. Jim couldn't know about it, he'd sue his ass all the way to Europe. I tried protecting him and got hurt

this monster who wears a smirk

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can I remember the last time I slept this long. I fell into a dreamless

fell asleep in his arms and clung on to him like my

space beside me already cold from his presence. I wonder how long he watched me sleep. Did he like my new hairdo? He never said anything about

sound of my stomach reminds me I had not eaten a single thing throughout the day. I pick up my phone to look at the time and my eyes widen when it reads 3:05

feet, I rush into the bathroom to have a

into it. Me not being a huge fan of the dark, I rush over to turn on the lights and almost jump out of my skin when I see a

are you doing up

back of his head. "What are you doing up so

"I was hungry."

me which I catch it with a hand, peeling off the back and deep throating

peel. I feel his eyes following my every move as I

pains me to see how long you've coped with such burden

get it. Why do bad

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