Chapter 63- Her Scream
Ariana.
What the heck was wrong this time?
I quickly removed my bed cover from my body as I got down from bed and rushed out of my room to the guest room.
I opened the door and saw my boss struggling on the bed like she was trying to get away from someone. Her eyes were closed but she was acting like she could feel whatever she was dreaming about physically happening.
I ran to the bed as I started shaking her shoulder but she wouldn't wake up.
“ Miss Miller! Ariana!" I called but she just kept struggling as she moved her head side to side and I had to hold her legs or else she was going to kick me.
“ Wake up, wake up," I still kept shaking her shoulders until she finally opened her eyes and looked around in fear like she didn't know where she was.
“ It's a dream, it's just a dream," I said in a soft voice trying to bring her back to reality because she looked lost.
“ It was just a bad dream and you're okay now…you're…” I stopped whatever I wanted to say when she jumped on me and hugged me, holding me so tightly like her life depended on it and then she started crying.
I just froze for a moment. This was my arrogant boss holding me and crying, she was being vulnerable in front of me.
Arrogant Ariana was really hugging me and crying on my shoulder.
My hands finally wrapped around her as I patted her back.
“ It's okay, you're safe now," I said.
Tonight must have taken a toll on her.
“ Try getting some sleep and there would be no nightmares again," I said but she shook her head.
“ Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked but she still shook her head.
I don't know what was pushing me to ask all these questions. Well, I'd still ask anyone in her condition the same questions. She doesn't have to be my girlfriend for me to worry about her.
Right?
Just like the question that was swimming in my head to ask her. Without thinking much of it, I went ahead to ask.
“ Should I stay with you till you fall asleep?" I asked and this time she didn't shake her head which meant that it was a yes.
What was wrong with me? This was Ariana, the witch herself, she might wake up tomorrow and become a time ticking bomb.
She's not doing okay right now and all I'm trying to do is be a support to her. I would do the same even if it were someone else.
Right?
Who the fuck do I keep asking for answers?
I need to stop thinking too much.
She pulled away from me as she rested back on the bed looking up at me and for a moment I thought there was something on my face, not until she decided to speak.
“ I'm thinking if I should kill you or not, you've seen me cry," she said and I couldn't help but laugh.
“ We're allowed to be vulnerable sometimes," I said but she didn't say anything, she just kept watching me.
Was she really thinking of going through the plan of killing me?
“ Thank you Mr Smith," she suddenly said in a light whisper before her eyes closed.
“ Thank you," she whispered again.
“ Anytime,"
I stayed beside her until she finally fell asleep. My eyes went to her hand that was holding mine and I tried to pull it but her grip was strong. She sure has a strong grip.
I quietly pulled away from her as I detached her hand from mine. She made a sound as she turned and I stood still for a moment before she became quiet again.
I released a breath before I started walking to the door but as I got to the door I don't know why but I stood and turned to her.
I would have really liked to know what her nightmare was about, she had looked really scared when she woke up.
I shook my head like I was trying to get rid myself of the thoughts in my head before I opened the door and walked out.
I climbed back in bed and drew the covers up my body hoping to get sleep with no screaming this time.
*****
ARIANA'S POV
The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that the room I was sleeping in wasn't mine.
Where the hell was I?
I looked around the room with mostly white decorations in confusion, not until everything that happened last night came rushing back to me like a bucket of ice water was poured on me.
The black van.
They wanted to kill me, I would have died.
The thought sent chills down my body as I tried to rid my mind off thinking about last night.
I removed the blanket covering me as I came down from bed and then I walked to the door and opened it.
The first thing that hit my nose when I opened the door was the sweet smell of pancakes.
I walked out of the door, closing it behind me as I used my nose to follow the sweet scent until I finally saw the kitchen.
To say I was shocked at the sight before me was an understatement.
I couldn't utter a single word as I watched my assistant flip the pancake with skill. That wasn't the only thing that caught my attention, it was the way his sweatpant was hanging low on his waist.
What the heck was wrong with me? He's my assistant for God's sake, but he's hot.
Eww, did I just call Mr Smith hot?!
You wouldn't be here if he didn't jump into that goddamn water to save you. A voice in my head reminded me.
As much as my pride wouldn't let me admit it but I owe this man my life.
“ Miss Miller, you're awake," I heard his voice and I came out of my thoughts. Thank God he didn't catch me staring at him.
“ Yeah, good morning," I greeted.
" The pancakes are ready, I'm not the best cook but they're definitely worth trying,” he said and I couldn't help but chuckle. Yeah, that's his way of telling me I'm the boss who finds fault in whatever he does.
" You don't have to call me that again,” I suddenly said and he stopped what he was doing and turned to me in confusion.
" Call you what?” He asked.
" Miss Miller,” I said
" Then what am I supposed to call you?”
“ Ariana, from today, I'm giving you the right,"
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