《My Brothers' Enemy》34. Never
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My eyes filled with horror as the guy in front of me stood there smirking as if he had won the lottery. I shook my head vigorously as he approached me, all ready to hit me.
I clenched my eyes shut, but my legs were still full on force, thrusting and trashing in no particular direction. It was then when I heard a groaning noise that spurred me to open my eyes. Before I got the time to react, I was snatched away from the other dude's grip and behind someone's back.
The bulky figure started throwing punches on the guy who was about to hit the daylight out of me, and that's when I noticed that this bulky figure was non other than Noah.
panic mode on, the only thing that made sense at that moment was to stop him. Ignoring my streaming tears, I jogged shakily, reaching out for his raging body.
''N-Noah...'' I croaked, clenching my trembling fingers around his flexing bicep. His movements stopped instantly midway, and his head turned an accurate 90 degrees to me. I felt air rushing back inside my body when his darkened grey eyes locked with mine in a moment of relief.
He stood up abruptly, wrapping his strong arms around my fragile body. I let myself melt into his embrace, breaking down any barrier between us. A moment wouldn't hurt when really needed, right?
I didn't notice until then that Levi was also there, standing between the two bodies slumped on the ground, his eyes lingering on us. I slowly broke our hug, exerting extra effort to keep my tears in check. Noah has still not uttered a word, his eyes taking my form fully, making sure I wasn't hurt.
''Hey, Noah. Take her home, and I will cover the rest.'' Levi suggested, looking at us then again at the bodies on the ground.
Noah slowly nodded, his eyes not leaving me, keeping me captive. He slowly extended his arm around my waist, his grip secure around me as he started walking us out of the place. No words were said until we reached a car, parked. My eyebrows frowned at the very, very modern, luxurious Mercedes car.
Where is the motorbike?
He opened the door, ushering me inside gently. After closing the door after me, he walked around the car and got in himself. The seats were beige in color with vanilla smell fleeting in the air. He turned on the air conditioner as a heater and then pushed the starting button of the car.
I winced when I tried to move, as for the first time today, my arm did not co-operate.
What a strong arm do I have here? Still hurts as a bitch, though.
My wince seemed to grab his attention as his eyes darkened after turning to me, his jaw clenching in the process. Without a word spoken, he started driving.
I felt my heart fall with heaviness. So, he doesn't care?
I bit my lip, making sure no tears escaped because seemingly today I was a tad emotional than usual. Maybe the drugs?
I leaned on the window, deciding to get myself lost in the streets better than inspecting his every behavior. Plus he looked so hot while driving, and my hormones were all over the place.
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It was too late when I noticed that we weren't going to my house's direction, instead he had taken the hospital road, as now we were standing in front of it. My mouth hang open when he unbuckled himself, and then looked at me with questioning eyes when he noticed the look I was having.
''W-why did we come here?'' My voice was weak. He looked confused by the question.
''What do you mean why are we here? Didn't you wince?'' He questioned, leaning in closer, his now shiny grey pools drinking me in, ''And I can't just leave you hurting,'' He whispered, his face now closer than before, ''even if it means stepping on my own pride.'' This time, our noses were touching, and I felt scorching hot at our closeness.
His eyes were searching for something in mine. A sign? An emotion? Whatever that was, he seemed satisfied and pleased by what he had found. Damn me, and damn the way my body react to him!
He took his sweet time unbuckling me, all the while keeping his intense gaze at my eyes. My mouth seemed to have forgotten how to speak because all I did was sit and watch him teasing me.
After what seemed like forever, we were out of the car, and now walking inside of the doomed building. He had his arm around my waist, keeping me tightly against him. I tried wiggling out of his hold, remembering why we shouldn't be together right now, but if I am stubborn then his stubbornness is surely double mine.
We entered together to the doctor who has received me first when I came here after the accident. He said there was nothing wrong with the cast, and advised if I would minimalize my harsh movements more. Nothing of concern.
I slumped down in the seat as we entered his car again, and he joined in quickly after getting at his side.
''Are you okay?'' A simple question like that was enough to make my heart run for its life. I nodded my head, not trusting my own words around him.
His hand reached out for mine, jolting a message of electricity throughout my body in excitement. I surely had a hormones disorder.
''Can I ask you a question?'' His voice was gentle, it surprised me. Shouldn't he be mad at me? Well, he WAS mad at me. I nodded again, still having the same trust issue with my tongue.
''Who was that guy and pregnant girl you met up with at that café?'' My heart stopped in my chest. My mouth felt dry. I couldn't think of a single thing.
My eyes widened on their own, and I even surprised myself by not fainting right there and then. H-how did he even know? Was he following me!?
I found myself getting out of my shocked state and entering another one where it's fuming.
I snatched my hand out of his grip forcefully, ignoring the look he was giving me now.
''Y-you! How dare you follow me around!?'' I screamed in the probably sound-proof car, loudly.
''And there she goes...'' He mumbled audibly, leaning into his seat comfortably. He placed both arms behind his head, giving me a chill look. The nerve!
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''What do you mean, 'and there she goes' !?'' I mimicked him in a deep, ugly voice, getting irritated by him now. He chuckled huskily, and in a moment, he was so close to me that my breath hitched in my throat.
''You. Will. Drive. Me. Fucking. Insane.'' He whispered sensually in my ear. ''You keep on lying like it will save your sweet ass from my punishment.'' Heat crept up my neck up to my cheeks. ''What are you hiding from me, Emma?'' His voice was dark now. Seriousness oozed out of it, and I could feel it in the now tense air.
I tried preserving my distance, but the way his arms shot out to keep me in place, prevented any hope of escaping.
''If I were you, I would sit still, talk everything on my mind, and kiss me.'' His eyes kept lingering between my eyes and lips feverishly.
I licked my lips hesitantly, and that seemed to have ignited the fire within him even more as his eyes darkened, observing my action. His face moved closer to mine until I felt his minty breath hitting my flustered cheeks. ''What are you hiding from me, babe?'' He whispered, driving me frenzy.
I fought the urge to close my eyes, and glared at him through my lashes, to which he grinned boyishly. He leaned forward and stole a peck from my nose. I felt a weird sensation spread through me at his sweet gesture, and for a moment, I considered bringing him back by his collar and kissing the daylights out of him. Fuck hormones.
Or fuck him!
oh yeah...
shut the hell up, Emma, or I swear--
''So you are not going to elaborate what's going on through that mind of yours?'' Noah smirked, moving away a little, so that he could see me clearly.
I gave him a tight jaw and turned my face away from him ,trying to think of an excuse.
''T-they are friends from my old school.'' I stuttered, scratching my cheek.
''See? that's a lie, sweetheart.'' Noah stated in a mono-tone, but his eyes held twenty different kinds of madness.
I squirmed in my seat. Time to get defensive, then...
''Why are you bombarding me with all these questions all at once!? How did you even know whom I met, huh? I am not even sure why am I here right now with you in one car!'' I shouted, and he seemed unpleased.
In a moment he was in front of me again, but this time he had one hand on the nape of my neck as he drew me closer to him in one swift motion. Our eyes were on the same level as he lowered his head to reach mine, ''I am asking you all of these questions because I believe that you are hiding something, and not just from me but all of us. And I didn't follow you, but I had to stop when I saw unfamiliar faces around you, Emma.'' He hissed, ''And lastly, you are here right now in one car with me since there were some fucking pricks attacking you, and God knows what might have happened if I wasn't there on time!'' He raised his voice in the last sentence.
I couldn't speak anymore. Only his unstable breaths were all I could hear. He looked furious with me.
His eyes burnt me with intensity I didn't know he was capable of displaying. But at this point I am not even surprised by anything Noah does. He is just like that; a ball of fire. A ball of fire that I adored really much.
Without a warning, he clashed his lips on mine, forcing me to experience how is it like being punished by him because this kiss didn't hold any sweetness as his kisses usually did. This one was full of longing, possession, anger, and above all of that; tears.
My tears.
I hadn't even noticed how they escaped my burning orbs in a matter of a second after his lips claimed mine. He used both hands to grip my body tighter and closer to him, as if he has missed this too much. I placed my good palm on his shoulder, my mind telling me to pull away but my heart and movement telling me other-wise.
Tears were now involved in the kiss. The stood there like an army between us, but he didn't seem to care as he consumed them the same way he was devouring my mouth.
My mind trembled with too much memories. Too much, I had to pull away. I had to do the last thing I wanted to do. In fact, the only thing I didn't want to do.
His hands were still around me while his eyes searched my face in urgency.
''I-i need t-to go.'' I tried breaking away but no avail. He wasn't having it.
''Why?'' His voice came out broken, and it broke me. I didn't want to see him like that, but I had to. He could get killed, or hurt, and I can never be this selfish, not when it comes to him. He was something that I didn't know I needed that much, but now that I found him, I don't mind being doomed my whole life if I get to see him safe and sound.
I didn't know what Ethan was up to, but whatever it is, it cannot be something good. I had taken that decision a long time ago, why was he making it so hard on me that it already is!?
Gaining conscious, I pushed him away to fumble with the car lock. It opened, and I thanked God it did. Before he could say anything, I was out of the car and trying to cross the street, but luck wasn't on the same side this time because he had already dangled half of his body to my side of the car, pulling me to fall on the seat again, gently though.
I sniffled a cry as I fought once again, but slowly I started to feel how my energy was draining. I didn't want to give up, not now at least.
''Noah, leave me!'' I said in a stern voice.
''Never.'' He whispered.
XOXO
Hey guys! I have missed you a lot <3
lemme ask you a question: What time is it right now, hun?
Go sleep, dammit!
see ya,
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