Tiana's POV continues
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I'm sitting in the corner of the room, my gaze glued on the kdrama series on my laptop. A grape milkshake in my hand and the dozen cupcakes(now nine) I somehow managed to keep hidden from Hades when I left Camilla's birthday party sitting on the right side of me.
I left Camilla's party the moment she decided to go upstairs and fuck her Head trainer, I didn't tell Hades when I left because I was busy hiding the cupcakes from him but his girlfriend saw me, trying to make conversation with me which I averted, getting a ride with Victoria instead. She was drunk, her driver knows the drill so he brought us both here.
When I arrived, I pretended to be asleep, laying umoving until Hades came to check on me when he arrived. Hades checks on me at least three times throughout the night, I take a glance at my watch, I have exactly one more hour before Hades comes to check on me for the second time tonight. That gives me exactly thirty minutes to finish this episode, I stick a chocolate bar in my mouth, biting off the corner of it.
God I love this movie, chuckling. I throw my head back trying not to laugh too loud because I'm supposed to be asleep. Something nudges over my foot, startling me off the ground, my laptop falling with a loud sound as I look up at what brushes against my foot.
Hades.
I stagger against the wall, my foot kicking my obviously broken laptop aside. I didn't hear him come in, he isn't supposed to be in here for another few thirty or so minutes.
Hades crosses his arms over his chest, glaring at me in the dark. “What are you doing little devil?” he asks, the bright light shining on his face showing me exactly how pissed he is of me.
I ponder over my answer, I don't want to provoke a drastic reaction, Hades seems to be a temperamental being and I'm not one to indulge in such, especially at this time of night.
“I just woke up to pee and I couldn't sleep so I went on and started watching a movie.” I tell him half the truth but I make it sound truthful to the bone.
In response, Hades nods. “Okay,” he tells me, walking away once again.
I let out a sigh of relief, watching him leave, but he doesn't, he pauses by the door, shutting it, all light in the room dimmed. I should have known it was too good to be true, he wouldn't let me off with my lies, he always wants more from me, but more of what?
The lights flicker on, “I want the truth, little devil.” he tells me, his feet striding towards me. “Don't think I didn't see you leave with a dozen cupcakes, and those potato chips I never let you have. I saw it, nothing gets past me little devil, especially not if it involves my child. Whatever you think I've not seen, I've seen it so tell me the truth right now, why aren't you getting your full on eight to ten hours of sleep?”
I bite on my lip, this bastard really has some nerve. I don't know what gives him the idea he can control me.
"You signed a contract Tee," that voice in my head reminds me.
“The truth?” I ask, peering at him and he nods. I blink, setting my eyes on him but blocking out his face entirely, that's the only way I can confront him, and so I use it. “You can't expect me to get eight hours of sleep when I rarely got four hours of sleep two months ago, I'm not some robot that will be programmed to sleep even when I don't feel like it.” I tell him, stepping away from the corner. “I don't sleep that much, not even a baby sleeps that much, it's absurd, and too damn early in this pregnancy to follow regulations.” I snort, folding my arms across my chest.
“Really?” Hades asks, finally penetrating my gaze. I curse at myself for letting him break that barrier easily. “And just how long have you been sleeping?” he asks, studying me crucially. “Little devil,” he warns.
I gulp, trying to keep my composure.“Honestly, same as before. I have a shitty sleeping schedule.”
“Little devil,” he warns once again, this time his tone firm.
“Fine, I get about five hours of sleep a day.”
“Is that why Camilla scowled at me when I talked about you getting your rest a few days ago?”
I nod, biting my lip. “Yes, she knows I don't sleep at night. I haven't been able to sleep through the night without taking several sleeping pills. But now, I'm pregnant so I can't take my insomnia medication.” I mumble. “So I stay up, entertaining myself and faking sleep when you come.”
Hades nods, “Are they good?” he asks.
In response, I frown, unsure of what he's asking me. Is it the pills he is enquiring of or perhaps it's the entertainment I referred to.
“The cupcakes little devil, are they good? You risked my baby's life for them, are they good?”
“Luna Arielle is an excellent baker.” I tell him, assuring him they're more than good. I've tasted his other Aunt's baking and let me say, I still prefer Arielle's baking, it's surreal.
Hades reaches down for the box of cupcakes, emerging with one, the strawberry cupcake coated in chocolate and strawberry icing. I want to slap his hand because they're my favorite ones but I don't, instead I stand still, watching Hades take his first bite. Nodding at me as he takes yet another bite, the action making my body tense, like a thousand ants are crawling up my skin. My hand reaches for my arm, rubbing it gently and pinching me lightly before stroking my arm once again. I repeat the action, unable to tear my gaze from Hades and the cupcake.
Once he swallows the last bite, licking icing off his fingers, he diverts his attention back to me. “Stop over analyzing me and come to sleep.” he tells me, his head gesturing to the side of the bed he finds me on.
My feet reluctantly moved, wasn't he listening to me? I don't sleep at night, I have too many demons to run from, they find me when I sleep, and I'm not going there just yet. I crawl onto the bed, laying on my stomach but Hades groans in disapproval, his arm reaching underneath me, lightly brushing over a boob and then, he flips me onto my side. “Get used to not sleeping on your stomach,” he tells me, leaning over to tuck my hair behind my ear. Only then do I register the scent of heavy liquor, that's why he acted less "Hades" tonight, not telling me but asking me. He's drunk, and that explains his behaviour pretty well.
Hades rises, his weight impact being felt on the mattress, I watch him pause at the door, the lights going off once again. Good, I'm finally rid of him, he's the reason my laptop broke.
“I won't leave until you fall asleep, don't fake it.” I hear him say, feeling the mattress sink beside me. I move towards the edge, just enough to put some adequate distance between me and the scent of Ashlyn on him, I don't get why it pisses me off, perhaps it's the pregnancy hormones coming into play.
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