《Scars Of Regret | COMPLETED✔️》CHAPTER 4
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The slow music was playing in bar with glass chucking sound in every corner of it and people were laughing at something stupid probably.
I was sitting here since past two hours, seeing these people around me. Some wasted, some lost in their own deep thoughts.
Noah walked up to me as he sat on the barstool on my right.
"So what's up, shitty day again?" He said putting his hand around my shoulder which I shrugged with an eye roll.
"Why don't you date man?, You are handsome and with those blue- gray eyes, you can have girls on their knees for you," He scoffed playfully.
Not that he was joking, that was actually true. But I was in no mood to date.
I give him an annoyed look and drank my shot in one go. "Fuck off Noah, I'm not in a mood."
Time had passed but beside that everything was same. Maybe it was just me or my heart which wouldn't beat anymore.
I motioned the bartender to fill my empty glass. He now even knew me. I was coming here for so long now. This place had become my escape place from myself.
My head was mess that i couldn't think straight. I turned my head to where Noah was sitting before to see he was gone, Probably went somewhere when I ignored him.
We met in this bar an year ago. I was pretty shit and he listened to me without asking any question, so he knows everything about my past. He was born here and lives with his family.
He was a good guy, unlike me.
The screeching sound of barstool against the floor could be heard next to me and a red head slipped on it next to me on my left with a short thin strapped dress, which barely covered her pale skin.
I smirked as I turned towards her, these girls wanted just one thing.
"How come such a beautiful girl like you all alone tonight," I passed a sheepish smile, as I placed my right elbow on the bar counter.
She smiled and crossed her legs over one another, before turned to me.
"You seems Alone too," She said with a raised eyebrow.
I ignored her statement. "So you are new here?, I haven't seen you here before?" I asked with fake furrowed eyebrows and she smiled.
Well my day was shit but my night could be better.
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"Yeah kind of," She smiled as she trailed her finger along my arm over my leather Jacket.
I closed my eyes to controll my anger. If there was one thing I hated, that was woman. Those pretty eyes will attract you and who would be inside that body, you would never know.
"Well how about I show you around," I said with a impressed look. "You will forget your pains and worries and I will mine__what says?"
She smirked as she turned back to bar and chucked her drink in one go.
That was her signal. I had been with so many woman in this past year to forget one.
But this heart was one fuck organ, who wasn't forgetting her.
"Room 369 in 2 minutes," I whispered in her ear, pointed to hotel rooms above the bar.
°°°°°°°
I just entered my room when
suddenly my phone buzzed. I stuffed my hand in my jacket's pocket and saw the screen as it light up with .
I sighed and picked it up.
"Ethan my love, how are you?" Mom said voice full of sorrow. "Mom misses you, It's been a year Ethan, I know how you feel, but you have to move on, comeback home sweetie."
Move on? wasn't it exactly what I had been trying to do? Going back wouldn't help at all. Since that happened, I had lost trust, as if I was a dead inside.
It would hurt when someone hurts you but when someone you trusted with all your complete self and loved, breaks you. There's no was you could mend it.
"I'm not coming back mom, I told you already," My voice was calm.
Removing my jacket, I tossed it on the chair, and stepped into the balcony of my room. I knew it had been long, but things weren't the same and would never be. I chose to come here to forget past.
To Forget her'
"Ethan you're over reacting now, you can't just spend the rest of your life with heavy heart," Her words pierced through my heart.
What?
Didn't she know what happened?
How could she say that about my friend.
"Mom-
"Enough Ethan, you're coming back, no more discussion!" Mom voice cut off by my dad. His voice sounded full of rage.
I knew I couldn't do against his words.
I was ignoring them for so long. Every time they had called for me to comeback, I had a way to twist the situation. I think it was time to face it.
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I couldn't go against him anymore,
which I absolutely hate about myself.
Why mom had to raise me so weak.
I couldn't fight it.
Thought of going back made my blood boil, but I knew I had no choice.
I put the phone off of my ear and closed my eyes and took some deep breathes. The cold wind hit my body. It was getting pretty chill here but it would not effect me at all.
Eiffel Tower could be seen with it's golden lights illuminating it's Beauty.
Everything was fucking fake.
"You know I always wanted to go Paris," Aria desiring voice echoed in my head but I quickly shook it to pushed away the thoughts.
"Okay___ I'll come," I tried to hide the venom in my voice. No matter what I would do, my anger couldn't go down, and going back to the place which took everything from me, wouldn't help either.
"Your tickets are booked, your senior year is starting too," He reminded me that after all my studies I had no choice but to join his business.
I really hated this all.
The call got cut off as I saw Mr. Kim's message popped up on screen, probably with the news of departure.
Mr. Kim was a 40+ man, with some Grey strands in his hair, otherwise he was so much better looking. He had been working for dad since I was born.
He had been with me since I left new York last year in a blur, when I was losing myself. Mom thought it would be better if he could go with me.
Well He was one of a reason I was still here.
What was she expecting, I'd suicide or something? I chuckled on my thought.
New York destroyed me,
She destroyed me.
I wrapped my phone in my fist and opened my eyes, which are now filled with hate.
"I won't forget what you did Aria williams," I whispered to myself.
"I'm coming to destroy you.
And you won't have a choice but lose," The shadows were now taking over me. "I will make you lose yourself Aria."
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My thoughts cut off by the knock on the door. I turned my head sideways and entered back in my room after closing the balcony and went to open the main door. The same red head from the bar was standing with lust in her eyes.
I smirked.
Here goes nothing.
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It was raining when I came home three hours ago to find the house empty. Dad was again on his night shift. So it was just me all alone.
I took a warm shower and wore pajamas and a shirt and ate some leftover pizza.
I was in no mood to order something.
Now I was back in my room, lights off and these four walls were covered in shadows of moonlight, sprinkling through my sheer curtains.
Beside all the silence around me
there was this unusual feeling, weird silence in my heart. Dad had been on night shift so many times but it was something else.
Something wasn't right.
I sighed, probably was thinking too much again.
I pulled the duvet up to my chin and folded it under my legs. Lamp was still on. I couldn't sleep in dark anymore. It just creeps me out so bad.
Staring at the ceiling is all I could do was not to think. This silence was eating me up.
What's wrong?
Suddenly I turned around on my right side as my eyes fell on the locket on bed's side table.
How did I forget to put it on?
I sat up hastily and picked up the locket from the table but before I could put it on, I stopped.
My Heart was beating way too fast.
I eyed the locket and some memories rushed back to me.
A pain hit on my left side of head. I rubbed it as it was hurting too bad.
But before i could process what was happening, It was gone, just after some seconds.
I should really sleep. I placed the locket back around my neck, just then unconsciously a tear slipped my eye.
Things would've been easy and different.
Just if...
I laid down on my bed again and pulled the duvet to my chest.
'I wish you would've believe me Ethan'. I Voiced it in my head, just his name would bring me to tears.
If only he would've just believed me.
"I didn't do it Ethan___ I swear," I whispered to myself, as I didn't remember when I fell in slumber holding my necklace too tight.
The heavy feeling still lingered in me.
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