Chapter 37

CHAPTER 37

Chapter Theme Song: When The Party Is Over By Billie Elish~

|| Savannah's POV ||

Ares smiled at me, the flicker of happiness blazing evidently from those grey eyes. He looked happy until that little action from Kasper caught his eyes. I noticed the way he saw Kasper putting his arms around me. The second, his smile faded and an intensely dark gleam replaced his feature.

Should I take it as a red alarm?

I debated for a few good seconds before quickly concluding. I couldn't leave a bad impression on Mrs.Harrison who was being a nice mom to me. Turning around, I sent a meaningful look at Kasper while voicing,

" I need some privacy, Kasper!"

Kasper nodded without asking too much and disappeared into the kitchen to distract Mrs.Harrison from the unexpected guest. Ares stood there with his grim expression, too raged to speak anything. I found it a bad idea to have a conversation with him here inside the house.

Gritting, I grabbed onto his forearms and dragged him outside, far away from the house. He didn't protest to the backyard and secretly, it was tensing me more to face his silence.

No, Savannah! He doesn't deserve your concern!

I reminded myself before crossing my arms over my chest. Now that, we both were alone, I paid attention to his condition. He was dressed in black, wearing a coat, possibly because he drove back here.

Why?

I spoke more likely a question to me. Putting aside all my discomforts aside, I spoke raising my eyes at him,

" Why did you come here, Ares?"

My voice got heavy after I finally managed to ask him. The pain was always there, tearing me apart. Tears threatened to spew over but I held them back stubbornly. I couldn't let him see that I was weak in front of him.

Ares didn't answer my question. Taking a glimpse of Kasper's house, his voice broke out, raged as he stomped over to me,

" I should be the one asking you! Who is he? What are you doing at his house?"

His words surprised me. The game had backfired and it was him now who was questioning me. My lips parted to give him an explanation but then, I swallowed everything down. He wasn't my favorite man after kissing Brittany.

Ares's burning eyes met mine and I looked away involuntarily to avoid his heated eyes. Wrapping my arms around my shoulder, I spoke again sounding clear,

" I should be the one asking you. How did you find me?"

He admitted without any guilt in his voice,

" I tracked your GPS. Why didn't you go back to your own house, Princess? I went insane in searching."

" Why?", I interrupted, bringing my eyes to him. He looked taken back and I added using an even harsher tone,

" Tell me, why? Why do you need me for searching?"

He ran his fingers through his curls frustratingly. Pacing from here to there, he replied anxiously,

" Look I can explain. Nothing is happening that you imagined."

Speechless, I let out a bitter laugh. They shared a fucking lip kiss and he was claiming that nothing was going on between them. I no longer believed the lies that he fed me through his actions.

My words sounded ruder than my expectations,

" You don't owe me any explanation, Ares! We aren't even girlfriends, boyfriends for real! So why do you bother about explaining yourself to me?"

Those words dig deep through his heart. He didn't even bother to hide the hurt in his eyes. I was pointing out the truth that I hated the most. Even on the journey way to Kasper's home, I kept thinking that I shouldn't have agreed to become his pretentious girlfriend. Who knew that he was so good at seduction?

I kept rambling my words, glaring and hurting him at the same time,

" You did whatever you like. Whoever you kiss has nothing to do with me. I am not your girlfriend for real."

I stopped with a smirk and saw his expression sinking further. How foolish was I to think about proposing to him when he has countless girls in his mind?

As I stretched my leg out to head back for the house, Ares and his broken voice stopped me again,

" I am not good with words, Princess but you are different from me."

Halting abruptly, I whipped my head back to scoff at his face bitterly,

" Tell me how different I am. Is it because I am your sister's best friend so that you can't throw me away like others? Or do you find me too naive like Finn did?"

Yes, I was naive in everyone's eyes. If I used half of my brain, none of these boys would have dared to cheat on me.

Ares furrowed his brows together tightly, blurting after taking a step closer,

" That's not what I meant, Princess. I...I think I feel something for you."

My heart rate skyrocketed and for god knows, I was dying to hear those words from his mouth that how he felt about me. I whispered, fighting the urge to burst into tears,

" Tell me then! What do you feel!"

Ares parted his lips eagerly then closed again, knowing all well that he had to be too sincere. He battled with his emotions and pulled his eyes down from me. Nothing but complete silence came from him and I no longer had the patience to hear his answer.

Exhaling, I sent him another piercing glare before attempting to walk out again,

" Forget it! You will never change, Ares!"

Unexpectedly, I was grabbed by him again to be shoved back to my original place. It annoyed me and I yelped in pain, glaring at his nearly pleading eyes,

" Ares!"

Out of nowhere, he blurted glancing over the house again,

" What are you doing with him here? Why is he with you?"

Jealous?

I would have teased him further if my mood wasn't that bad. Besides, a certain part of my brain was telling me that I didn't have to give him any darn explanation. I scoffed back, pressing on his hand to get rid of this painful grip,

" Get off from me, Ares! That's none of your business!"

Only then, I saw the madness, blazing from his eyes when he stared hard at my face. Bringing his face closer to my mouth, his lips curled into a smirk his words rolled out of his tone like poison,

" Or you were so pissed off over the kissing incident that you came to a sleepover with some punk, princess?"

SLAP!

My hand lifted faster than I expected. My palms started burning, reminding me of how brutal my attack was. The feeling was too depressing for me as if everything about him had shattered inside me within moments. The words felt dirty from his mouth but more importantly, cut deep through my heart. I didn't know this Ares who was standing in front of me.

The world felt silence around us as if the clock had stopped tickling. Ares had his head snapped to the other side, too dazed after my slap. I didn't wait for him to say anything. Letting those tears roll down my cheeks, I blurted my words out, impressively cold,

" Get the hell out of my sight! Don't ever show up in front of me; Ares!"

I ended my words, pointing at the exit of Kasper's house. He came here all the way to tell me that was I sleeping with Kasper. Was that how he think of me? So cheap?

His jaw clenched hard and he didn't look up at me for a second before storming outside. I stared at his retreating until his angry footsteps disappeared into the darkness.

I returned to Kasper's side who was helping me by distracting his mom. The hot smell of tea hit my nostrils, easing a lot of my unnerved veins. I wasn't guilty of hitting Ares. He was acting jerk and deserved that punch from me. If he used a few words to cajole me, I would have forgiven him already.

But was it nothing that he claimed to be?

" Your tea, darling!", Mrs. Harrison offered with a sweet smile. I had no reason to return her a small smile since she had that lovely face that could make anyone smile. Sometimes, I envied Kasper that he had this loving family.

Kasper spoke pointing at the family library that they had upstairs,

" Mom, Dad is waiting for his tea."

Mrs.Harrison hurried with her steps although I felt that she wanted to have some chat with me here. But glad that Kasper kept her away from me. With all these thoughts going around my mind, I could have burst into tears anytime.

Kasper returned to my side, picking up the glass to put between my hands,

" You okay, cupcake?"

My nickname drifted back to our memories of when we were this little. Once, I cried over a cupcake so much that Kasper started calling me 'cupcake' for the following months. I sniffed my nose and mumbled looking down at my hands,

" I. I slapped Ares!"

" Great Job!", Kasper chuckled leaning back against his white couch. He spoke again, tugging on his lips,

" Is that why you are upset?"

Shaking my head slightly, I sniffed harder to see him passing a tissue on my way. He continued getting closer to me,

" You know what, cupcake? You will always have my shoulder if you want to cry. Don't hold back!"

With his melting words, I burst into tears and placed my head on his shoulder. I was blessed that I had someone like Kasper in my life. Burying my head into his T-shirt, I mumbled incoherently,

" I hate myself more than anyone, Kasper. Why did I fall in love with someone like him? He hurt me repeatedly yet I believed that he was different from me. I do fucking love him so much that I can't stand him with others."

For the very first time, I spoke everything that was going on inside my head. Kasper listened to everything until I had nothing to say.

Love hurts and it was just beginning!