《ONLY YOURS (#2)》CHAPTER 12
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' How dare you to touch me.! '
' Let me go you idiot. '
' You don't know who I'm, and what I can do.. I'm warning you. Leave me. '
Shivaay halted the car with a jerk making a screech sound. He is continuously gripping the steering making his knuckles go pale as a white sheet. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath just to calm his nerves. But that calmness was only for a millisecond.
Ask me why..?
" What the hell man. If you don't know how to stop a car without jerking it, then just quit driving. And, I'm again warning you for the last time.. LEAVE ME...! "
Amaya shouted at the top of her voice just like before. Yep! It's been almost 20 minutes that they have been driving. And the only words coming out, Oops! Sorry screaming of Amaya's mouth is " leave me ".
" SHUT UP..! " Shivaay roared like a lion making Amaya jump on her seat.
She looked at him with wide eyes and mouth agape out of the intensity of his voice. Even the car seems to be like a trembling leaf infront of his roaring. Amaya stared at him with an unknown fear, which seems to be quite new to herself.
Shivaay inched closer to her face without leaving his laser eyes from her wide afraid ones.
" If you dare to open your mouth again, then I won't think before stitching it up. Got it? " Shivaay asked in a very calm way, the calmness which held a dangerous aura behind it.
Amaya gulped unknowingly and nodded her head abruptly. Seeing her scared face and fear filled brown orbs suddenly a softness washed over Shivaay's eyes. But only to return to his cold self. His eyes traveled down to her pink, perfect heart shaped plumb lips only to be distracted by that particular black mole just above her lip. Which always keeps pulling him to just caress it with his fingers and to cherish it with his lips. Amaya could feel his hot mint breath across her lips making her close her eyes and mind to go numb.
He was too lost to even care that, he has already blocked the road and few peoples are screaming and continuously honking their car, so that the traffic would be cleared.
But alas..! The guy was too busy in postmorteming the girl's black mole.
Amaya came out of her numbness when someone knocked on the car 's window. She straightened herself and turned her face to the other side, not before earning a groan from Shivaay.
Not his fault.. Right?
Well, he turned around and slide down the window of his side only to face an annoying man standing with a scowl on his face.
" What.!? " Shivaay asked bluntly staring at the man.
" Huh.. Here you are the one who creating problems for others and asking me 'what!?'. Seriously? " The man scoffed at Shivaay, while Shivaay just kept staring at him.
But soon a smirk appeared on the stranger's face. He gazed at the beauty sitting in the passenger seat, but to his dismay, Amaya being Amaya, just pressed her face more to the window, avoiding the stranger.
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Then his gaze turned towards the shirtless Shivaay with a messed up hair and few scratch marks on his neck, which indeed looked like those marks after a make out session, only to grew the stranger's ugly smirk wider.
" Woah..! Seems like someone had a very steamy moment. But sorry to burst your bubble dude. " He said with the same sarcastic smirk.
Amaya's eyes went wide out of shock. She fisted her both hands behind her. She wanted to punch the guy straight on his nose for pointing fingers at her character. But what to do, her both hands are trapped.
On the other hand , what to say.. Our hothead is just looking at his actions bluntly. As if it's nothing important for him.
For Shivaay, the stranger is just an intruder inbetween his...Umm..
You know right!? Hehe!
But, Shivaay's silence and his unaffected posture infuriated the man too much. So he just yelled at him out of frustration.
" Go and Get a room man. You do know that this a public road. Not your private property to fuck around. "
At this point Shivaay's eyes turned darker than usual. His body stiffened and fist gripped on the steering wheel. A vein in his neck was popping up due to his tight clench on his jaw.
With a calculating eyes, Shivaay observed the stranger for a few seconds.
He was around 6 ft, with a normal physique and an almond coloured skin. His eyes and hair was a coffee brown. Overall, he was an handsome dude.
" Oh hello..! Stop dreaming now. Take the car and book a room for your fucking business. " the guy snapped at Shivaay.
Shivaay took a deep breath and pinched his nose tip. He looked back at the stranger and said in a dude tone.
" See man.. The steamy moments and the fucking business , which you where talking about is a natural thing. Which can happen at any time and anywhere. There is no specific place for it. We can't stop it. It's something a man and woman should feel, and express. It's not my fault that you don't feel anything like that nor express. "
A smirk lingered on Shivaay's face as he slapped the insult straight at the man's face , while the stranger looked like he is ready to strangle Shivaay.
Why not..? It's about a man's dignity.
I'm with the stranger.! Join me if you feel Shivaay was wrong at his place.
Back to the plot..
" You rascal.. "
" Shut up you son of a... Just mind your own business and FUCK OFF. " Shivaay hissed at him and pushed him away from the window side.
Leaving both Amaya and the stranger shocked, Shivaay just sped off from there.
Amaya's pov
What the hell just happened.!
He was so close to me. God.. So close to my lips. Why.!?
' He's scary Ammu. '
' I'm not scared of him. ' I just scoffed at my mind.
' Oh yeah yeah.. I believe you. Maybe that's why, when he roared you jumped out the seat. Thank your stars that you didn't hit your head on the car roof. '
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' Just shut up and go from here. Give me some peace. '
' Peace.!? With the beast beside you? Like seriously? You have gone nuts. I'm going. '
Haaa... Finally.. Peace.!
" Are you dead? "
There came the Vampire, startling me again.
Looks like my peace too hates me.
" Why? Is there any problem if I'm alive? By the way, you were really close to take my life. Then what stopped you? " I snapped at him.
" Oh.. So...You aren't dead. Good to know. " he said looking straight at the road.
" Huh! What the.. Forget it. What more can I except from you. " I just scoffed at him.
" Really good decision. "
Again came his blunt answer. How is he able to answer so easily. Above, how can someone be so calm knowing that, others doesn't like his nature nor has any expectations from him.
He is a weirdo!
' Yup! Just like you are, having weird expectations and concepts about your Prince Charming.. '
' It's not Prince Charming.. '
' Oops sorry..! Charming Beast. Is that fine? '
' Stop mocking you useless piece of cells and tissues. '
' Well... Really happy to know that, finally you realized that you are useless. '
' Aaaahaaahaaa..! Leave me alone please.. '
I felt as if I'm gonna suicide soon to get rid of this annoying mind of mine.
" Take a picture, it will last longer. "
" Huh? "
I was again taken out of my thoughts by the husky voice of the grumpy vampire himself.
" Like what you see? Take a picture, it will last longer than staring at me shamelessly. " he said with those sexy smirk lingering on his lip.
Why the hell in the Holy Water I will take a picture of him?
" Oh hello you Richy rich fuck, I wasn't staring at you nor I'm gonna do that ever. And, stop giving yourself too importance. You are just an average figure. Nothing much. " I hissed at him with a smile at him.
He just looked at me with a neutral face. I frowned not understanding what exactly he is thinking. But about who am I talking. This laser eyed vampire's emotions are invisible. I think.
' Oh my Ammu.. You can't go all caveman on him for that. Because he is right. We have been shamelessly eye raping him for past...umm..don't know how long. '
' That wasn't staring. I was lost with your stupid talks. '
' Yeah.. Whatever.. '
" So you do have encountered with many good figures than me. Impressive. " he said with a look of impression.
The heck...
" How dare you to point fingers on my character. What you know about me Huh? You think that I walk around only to spread my legs for some fuckers ? That's not my character, nor did my parents teached me that kind of behavior. You are a fucking asshole who can't keep getting inside others pants. Such a pervert and womanizer you are... You know what.. You son of a bi... Aaahhh! "
I almost screamed at him, but before I could register, the car halted at the isolated road ahead and I was chocked to the window. I looked at him with wide eyes. His left hand around my neck in a firm grip. He looked nothing less than a beast at the moment. Eyes darkened as his jaw sharpened like a blade.
" Dare you to complete that word, or I will choke you to death. " he gritted out with fire in his eyes.
I saw him breathing hard, while his nose flared up out of anger. I guess!
Wait..!
What's that.? My eyes widened at the realization.
" Blo..od.. " I somehow whispered it out.
All of a sudden he pulled away his hand from my neck, as if my touch burned him. I saw him shuffling through the dashbox and taking out some tissues. He rubbed his nose with the tissues harshly and threw it out of the window.
I was looking at him dumbstruck not knowing what's going on.
Is he okay?
Why his nose was bleeding?
" Are.. Are you o..okay? " I asked calmly not to make him more angry.
His head snapped at me. This time there were some other emotions in his eyes... Maybe.. Surprise? But why?
" Look... I never pointed at your character. My words doesn't mean that you sleep around with some fuckers. And about me.. What do YOU know about me?
Yeah, I agree, I have had many one night stands. But I never cross my limits, nor I force someone into it. I'm a man with some morals and ethics of my own. I do have respect for women who deserves it.
Keep that in your mind, when you raise your voice at me. "
He said each words with such a confidence that I almost regretted yelling at him.
But why did he act like that just for a mere curs. Bitch is a common curs.. Right?
Before I could say anything he sped off from there.
The rest of the drive was too silent that I almost got suffocation. Still I was lost in my own thoughts.
Is he a good guy?.. No way..
But why does his words are too sharp and touching?
And, that blood. What's the story behind it?
At one moment he is all calm and collected. But the next moment, he will be chocking someone.
Does he suffer from some sought of bipolar disorder?
But he doesn't looks like a patient.
' Yep! He is too handsome to be a mental patient Ammu. '
' Fuck off..! '
I groaned internally at my stupid mind.
God.. Why is this grumpy vampire so weird..?
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