Trainwreck II
Camila's POV
Tears stream down my face as I drink the water gargling some of it to get the awful taste out of my mouth as Alejandro watches, his other hand still buried in my hair, holding it up.
When I turn my body away from the bushes after spitting some water out, he looks down at me, his eyes narrowing in impatient scrutiny. "Why are you crying?" He seethes, his tone doing little to hide the anger beneath.
The tears flowing down my face transform from ones of gratitude to one of question at his rude behaviour. I didn't like it one bit."Why are you looking at me like that?" I sniffle.
The last thing I wanted was him to be mad at me. I just wanted him to take me home.
He takes me by surprise when his hand holding my hair up turns into a fist and he yanks my hair, angling my face up to his. He looks like he's about to snap and I instantly want to recoil but he holds me in place and all I can do is blink up at him timidly.
I instantly regret asking because I realize that my question may have just given way to all his rage. "I'm looking at you like this becasue you were crazy enough to come to a club right after being harassed and nearly stabbed!" He explodes, raising his voice.
And then his tone turns calm and deadly, "Do you know what could have happened to you?" He spits angrily.
I drop my head to look down at the ground, but then he suddenly yanks my head back up to his with his grip on my hair tightening. "If you're not going to speak, you're going to look me in the fucking eye and listen."
His face turns into a terrifying sneer as he brings my face close to his. "Have you forgotten that you have a target on your back?" I swallow thickly, pursing my lips as his angry face moves closer to my scared one.
"You don't get to be irresponsible and put on a show like that in a random club where people have their phones out snapping pictures and videos of your entire body. Under your dress." His eyes are deadly and his grip on my hair tightens.
I hold my breath and shut my eyes but he doesn't stop."You don't get to be careless, not when you're in a life like this. Not unless you want to end up dead on the side of a fucking road!" He roars, his hand fisting my hair tightening, impossibly tighter.
And when I open my eyes to look into his rage filled ones, I see something else swimming in them.
Something much softer, beneath all the anger but my mind is too hazy to pinpoint it.
Instead I purse my lips. "I just wanted to get away from it all. Especially you." I whisper looking away. I never signed up for this and right now I didn't want to be yelled at.
I peer back up at Alejandro who's eerily quiet. I don't know what to make of it but his face still remains cold only now his eyes are blinking down at mine like he can't believe I just said that.
He searches my eyes before shaking his head, a humourless laugh escaping him. "For someone who's so driven by emotion you sure as fuck have no regard for anyone else's." And then he masks all his emotions by plastering on a blank look.
His grip on my hair loosens before he draws away completely and stands up, his body tense. He stares down at me, his walls higher than before.
"Get yourself together and walk your ass to the car." He states firmly as he abruptly turns away from me and starts walking.
I blink in confusion, not knowing how to deal with his sudden closed off demeanour.
Stumbling up to my feet, I scurry after him, staggering and trying my best to keep my balance as I catch up to him as he stops at a blacked out SUV.
He holds open the back door and ushers me inside. I scoot all the way to the other side allowing him to get in after me before he tosses my shoes and purse into the space between us. I peer down at the items only now remembering that I had those with me.
He must have got them from the club.
I truly was a mess.
Silence engulfs the space that feels ten times smaller with his cold presence, yet I still look up towards Alejandro, hopeful that he can see the gratitude on my face. Only he simply stares ahead nodding at the driver through the partition, before closing it.
He doesn't look at me or even acknowledge me and I gather that he's upset with me. I try racking my brain for why and how but all that comes out of thinking is a sloppy mess.
Instead I settle on wrapping my arms around myself and dropping my head in shame as emotions run through me. The main one being sadness, the alcohol only amplifying the lonesome feeling.
My stomach is turning, my head is pounding, my heart is squeezing and knowing that the brooding man next to me is upset with me, makes it all ten times worse.
My sobs return, only this time I curl into myself and cry softly. "I... I just wanted to forget everything." I whisper, lifting my head to look at Alejandro, my voice soft and vulnerable. "I'm just sick of it all." My voice cracks as I look to his cold face.
He's still tense, even when he turns to look at me. Instead of speaking he swallows thickly, his eyes softening slightly. And when he sighs, I know he's letting whatever feelings he has go for the time being, because he reaches out for me, pulling me close to him.
I immediately take the opening and crawl into his lap, straddling him and slumping into him as I quietly sob, pushing my cheek into his clothed chest.
Alejandro doesn't hold me, in fact he sits there rigid and unwavering but he doesn't push me away either.
"I'm just so tired of fighting." I sniffle, not being able to control my word vomit. He needed to understand why I needed this, he needed to understand where I was coming from. "I'm so alone all the time." I reason softly, lifting my head to look up into his eyes.
His face falls for a fraction of a second as he blinks at me like he doesn't understand. The look resembling one of a crestfallen king, defeated and disappointed.
"How?" His big brown eyes search mine, it's like he's trying to find any trace of doubt or lie in my statement and when he finds none, his face hardens once again.
"You have me." He demands suddenly, his accent thick and filled with emotion. Disappointment being one of them. "Or does that not classify as enough for you?"
"What?" I blink, sobering up as I look down trying to make sense of what he means.
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