My Beast.

Scarlett

The bright sun shine through my windows, and once again I had left my curtains open. Groaning to myself I turned and buried  my face into the pillow.

When the sweet scent hit my nostrils, I am thrown into reality. It's Xavier's scent. He was here. All the memories from last night came crashing onto me like someone had poured a bucket of ice cold water.

When I lift my face to finally acknowledge the person besides me, my eyes widen when it's empty.
Raking a hand onto the other pillow I realize it's cold and the person is long gone.

I searched my whole room and then floor for something that would tell me he hasn't left. But when I found nothing my heart crushed. I sit up and wrap the sheets around me running for him, to him. It can't be true. He won't do it again. Right?

"Xavier." my scream came louder than I thought it would. Just as I appear in living room, my feet came to a halt. There he is standing at the dinner table, holding a cup of what I assume is coffee. Wearing his pants only.

My face must have given it, because the next thing is he is in front of me holding me to him.

"I-I thought you left...... Again." my voice meek and came out cracked. His strong yet gentle hands came and cradle my face.

"I am not leaving, and would never leave you again. I promise you." his words hit me hard.

He is not leaving anymore, he'll be here with me forever. I could tell him about how much I love him. He would.....
No he left me once, I can't trust him anymore.

My hands pulled his from my face, stepping back from him I made my way towards bedroom. Mumbling about shower.

All my thoughts are puzzled, I am confused beyond anything. I don't know what to do, can I even trust him now? I won't forgive him for what he did to me. How he has left without saying goodbye, without telling me.

He had broke my heart, my soul, my trust. How can I trust him again with these.
I want to do it though, just to live with him only if for a little.

I want to know first why he did that. Why he never came back. Where was he when I spent my nights crying for him, begging his bodyguards to tell him about me.

I want answers.

Wrapping a towel I stepped out of shower, my mind full of questions. My heart scared of the answers. The end could be anything, it might create us and also has power to destroy us.

When I pull open my wardrobe and get dressed for the day which will make decisions for my entire life. Decision that will be made by the truth.

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My breathing is hard, my heart is beating so loudly that I can hear it. In front of me seats the love of my life. We have been seated here in my living room for long enough, but neither of us said a single word till now.
He exhales loud and then met my eyes.

"I want to tell you everything. Why I left, what I am, what I do. Everything." when he saw me nod he continue. "just please try to listen all of it without judging me."

When I tried to speak he silenced me with the shake of head.

"No, don't say anything. Just listen." I nod once again for assurance.

"I'm not what you think I am." he took a deep breath as if to ready himself. My heart slams in my chest, making it way more difficult than it is.

"I'm a criminal. I kill people, been doing it for long. And the most important thing is I am not even ashamed or guilty about it." his words hit me like a train. My world coming down all at once.