First Love

Lily’s POV

I woke up and found myself in Adrain’s arm. And all the memories of nights before came rushing down my mind. Quickly getting away from him, I ran to another room. Standing on the balcony, I let my thoughts to settle down.

Adrain.

This man! I’ve never met a person like him before. At first he hurts me and then in drunk state he says that he doesn’t want to hurt me. What does he mean? Why I am having thoughts that he’s getting soft on me? What could be the reason?

Is he trying to play with my emotions? Something like making me fall for him and then break my heart? But then again why would I fall for my captor? I don’t have Stockholm syndrome nor will I ever get it. I hate Adrain, I hate him so much! He did everything he could possibly do to break me and now he’s acting innocent?

And most of all did he really went to my brothers and asked them to hit him? And what about yesterday? What was about that day?

I blinked trying to process everything but nothing made sense. Did my brothers kill his family? Or anything else had happened?

I shiver ran down my spine. No. No. No. This should not be the truth. I’ll be at guilt forever if they killed his family.

Let’s assume that they killed his family, will I be the one to suffer his revenge?

I frowned, biting my lips at confusion. I don’t know why even after everything he did to me, I feel sympathetic for him. If my family killed his family then maybe I will always be the one to suffer most. I’ll always be on guilt.

Why do I feel sympathy for him even though he did everything to torn my heart apart?

I exhaled. It seems like I am getting soft towards him instead of him getting on to me. Isn’t it?

I shook my head and went back to the room. He was still sleeping. His face had bruises but in his sleep he looks innocent. Like a little child who has hold on to his past.

What could be his past? What my brothers did to him?

Smiling painfully at myself, I decided to prepare him a breakfast. No, I am not attracted to him nor I am falling for him but I just want to make his day a little better.

Why the hell am I justifying my actions? It’s okay for me to prepare him a breakfast, isn’t it? After all yesterday he got beaten up badly and that too because he didn’t want to hurt me.

I went to kitchen and made omelette, orange juice and toast for him which made my stomach grumble in hunger. I too wanted to eat it but I don’t know what if he gets angry or something like that.

I entered the room with a tray in my hand and found him waked up. His forehead was resting against the bed and he was lost somewhere deep in his thoughts.

“Adrain.” I brought his attention to me.

His tired eyes landed on me and without wasting any minute he patted the bed next to him. I silently went to him and sat besides him, placing the tray Infront of him.

“You prepared this for me?” He asked in surprise.

I nodded my head but didn’t say anything.

“Let me eat. I am starving since forever.” He said and next I know he was gladly eating everything on the plate. In the middle of that, he stopped and shifted his attention to me. Passing me one omelette he once again began to eat.

After suppressing my smile, I ate the omelette.

“I never knew that you could cook.” He spoke breaking the silence between us.

“I don’t know how to cook, I just tried to make something and it turned out to be like this.”

“You mean delicious.” He smiled.

And shit! His smile wooed me. I’ve seen him smiling hardly for two times. One last night and another right now.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

A small blush crept up to my face and without even trying to ignore it, I ate my omelette because I was hell hungry.

“How are your wounds? Are you in pain?” I asked in concern voice.

He looked at my face intently as if he was searching for something. I am really concerned, Adrain.

“You’re difficult to understand.” He said.

I smiled. “Not more than you.”

“Yesterday was hard for me. That day comes every year on the calendar but the scars it takes are unforgettable. I lost my parents in a fire. That’s why I was reluctant to come near you because I no more want to hurt you, Lily.”

He said in one breath.

I stiffened. He lost his parents in a fire that means my family didn’t kill them. A breath of relief passed but then again why he was taking vengeance on me when my brothers didn’t kill his family?

And what did he say? He didn’t want to hurt me?

“Why?”

“What?”

“Why you don’t want to hurt me?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Because someone told me that it wasn’t your fault.”

And I went more confused. “What was not my fault?”

“Someday I’ll tell you.” He smiled.