Chapter 40

CHAPTER 40

|| Ares's POV ||

" Brittany! Please!", I shoved her back, annoyed in these last few hours. She had been touching me too much unnecessarily. Besides, it was never in my plan to act so rudely to the female staff. Savannah might have thought that I was being a mean man there.

Huh, Savannah!

That name had been haunting my nightmares for the past week. I stopped contacting her and gave her personal space with her friend. It was unclear what relationship they had but surely, I didn't like the boy beside her probably I would never like anyone else except me. Savannah made everything clear. We weren't a real couple, just decided to pretend. Hence, whatever was going on in our lives shouldn't have mattered to each other.

Brittany tried to approach me one more time but one single glare from me shifted her back into a decent position. The media went crazy over that kiss that she enforced on me the day of winning. Not for my concern, I noticed that Brittany had been seeking attention after the news broke through the media. I stopped myself from explaining Savannah anymore. Her slap didn't anger me instead reminded me that I was never been faithful to her. I left without words and tried to hang around with Brittany this day to wipe away her memories. But a big part of me was missing. Nothing satisfied me anymore even this fancy car that I spent dollars ridiculously.

My forever favorite place, my room felt like a lonely cave. It searched for her familiar presence but she was gone like she was never here. I woke up at midnight, dreaming that she was there, knocking at the door. Fuck! These emotions were driving me wild to the point that I wished that I was that bad boy forever.

Brittany chirped from my side, scrolling through the news,

" Wow! Look what this tabloid says! The next star of sports, Ares Thatcher!"

Brittany grinned big and leaned on my side, reaching for my cheeks to plant a kiss. I dodged the kiss awkwardly. She pouted before continuing with her research on those articles.

I didn't anticipate this bright future too soon. It was too early to say who was going to join the national team finally. Finn was expelled from two matches which meant that he wouldn't stay at home forever. Although the chances were high for me, Finn wouldn't let me win so easily. He was angered enough from the day of his expelling.

Exhaling, I leaned against the seat, closing my eyes to remember her calm face. It was only a week but I felt like an eternity had passed since she left me. When Kevin told me that she was working at a cafeteria, I couldn't stop the temptation of watching her once. Perhaps, I had gone mad, or what did they say? Blind in love?

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I was trapped in my mental state. It was already so late at night. After successfully wasting my time with Brittany in the club, I was supposed to go home but no! There, I was back again in front of Savannah's house. Her apartment was dark and empty. Except for the blub outside, the indoors was completely dark, incapable of watching a single thing. She didn't come back to live here. Was she living with that punk? Did she share the room as she did with mine?

Jealousy gripped my soul and I drank a big gulp of my beer. Hiding inside the dark, I waited for her arrival which wasn't going to happen probably. But what could I do? I didn't like my own house anymore. She was my home, my peace.

Soon, a zip made a dashing appearance in front of her house. Familiar laughter slipped inside my ears and this time, it was more clear as they got off together, laughing at each other. It was that boy again!

I didn't know what were they talking about but I wanted his face as a punching bag. Savannah was smiling, probably didn't think about me for once. They chatted for a while before the guy pulled her into a short hug, letting her go.

As his zip went far away from the house, I saw the drop in Savannah's smile as if she was switched to another mood. It was too fast and I wondered if was she faking this smile all this while.

Was she upset? Or she was just lost in the guy's thoughts?

The thought came across my mind and without my subconscious, I clutched the glass bottle hard, breaking it into pieces until my skin was bleeding.

" Who is it there?", Savannah yelped, fear lacing out from her voice. I didn't expect the sound to reach her ears, possibly because I was too occupied with my thoughts.

It wasn't my intention to scare her. Hence, I came out of the darkness, appearing in her vision. I noticed her expression turning blank but a gleam of happiness was flooding from her eyes.

Was she expecting my arrival?

She swallowed the lump in her throat, suturing at my way,

" Ares..you... Why are you here?"

She tugged on her bottom lips and I swear, I wanted them badly for me to swallow. Her eyes went straight to my hands, blood dripping from the freshly cut. She gasped, her eyes widening in concern,

" Ares, you are bleeding!"

" Why do you care?", I blurted out from all those pains and anger that kept blurring my mind. She appeared uneasy, her lips parted quickly, probably to spit out some harsh words but she swallowed them back. After a low exhale, she gestured at me, referring to her house,

" Let's take you inside first, Ares!"

" No! First, tell me why you care?", I retorted, playing the act of a stubborn kid. Her brows tightened together, angry and irritated.

She hesitated but gave me her answer after a gulp,

" Because you are my best friend's brother!"

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We were now seated in her room. The room smelt a little gusty. I wondered did she come here within this past week. Despite my foul mood, she managed to drag me here inside her bedroom where we made out last night. Those thoughts roamed inside my mind and I gave her a hungry glare, raking through her body. She didn't notice my gaze, too occupied with the thoughts of bandaging my hand.

" It's done!", she announced softly as if to notify me that it was my time to leave. I didn't want to return to my empty room. The thought of being without her made me restless. Every night, I thought useless things before finally getting tired and falling asleep. She was there always in my mind.

Just tell her 'Sorry' moron!

My self-consciousness screamed at me when she intended to get up from my side. Just as she stood on her feet, I blurted in a breath,

" I am sorry.."

" Princess!", I added the nickname quickly, hoping that it will soften her heart a little probably.

She gave me a blank glare, more likely a pair of eyes full of questioning. She didn't expect me to say sorry first neither did I. I stood up and she flinched back, stepping away from me. Grounding myself at my spot, I softened my tone, wishing her to believe me for the last time,

" I am sorry...I didn't kiss Brittany! She forced that one on me, Princess. I never intended to hide anything from you. I am sorry.."

The frown between her temples caressed and she sent me a warm, loving look. I waited stiffly, praying for her positive answer. Her lips parted, letting out a shaky answer,

" You don't have to..say..it.."

I stumbled forward, and clutched her hand, silently pleading for her forgiveness. I didn't want her to see any other guy than me. Maybe, I was too possessive but she was the only thing that I wanted for myself exclusively.

Her hand shuddered at my touch and It made me glad to feel how my touches made her crazy. I continued holding her hands more tightly,

" I have to Princess because you are the only thing that I want!"

She sent me a flash of surprise look, her gaze softening at my plea. I bet that she wanted to smile but she was holding back for something. As I pondered over to know her decision, she surprised me by taking my hands more tightly. Her soft soothing words melted all the ice block Inside my heart,

" I am also sorry for slapping you, Ares! Kasper is just my friend. I didn't mean..hmm.."

I didn't let her finish her words. That's all I had to know from her. Bending my head over to her face, I claimed her lips into a searing kiss, swallowing all the world that she prepared to say into my lungs. Nothing mattered to me more than her or any cup of winning because she was the most valuable trophy for me.