Chapter 42: How Could I Have Known

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(1 Month Later)

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(1 Month Later)

The sound of my fist pounding into the ball of dough on the wooden counter echoes through the kitchen. My muscles ache and my knuckles feel bruised but I don't care and continue to pound my frustration away on the poor and helpless dough in front of me. The repetitive motion allows my mind to free itself which I used to enjoy as it would give me the chance to plan any future hunts. This time is different. There are no future hunts, no future plans to train, no plans whatsoever. The only thing swarming my mind is the image of Henry... Beast looking down at me with pain and betrayal in his baby-blue eyes. I can hear his voice filled with so much pain and feel the figurative knife slice into my back and the hot feeling of betrayal burning into my heart. 

How dare he think I would use him to steal from them! How dare he believe her over me! How dare he throw our friendship away like it was nothing like I never trusted him with my deepest secrets or showed him sides of me that not even my family got to see! I chose to help him even after all his hostility and trying to kill me and he allowed our foundation to crumble with one simple sentence. He threw us away like our relationship wasn't real. He gave up and now I must live with a broken heart because of it. 

"Valerie, are you okay?" Adrien's voice cuts through the self-loathing flooding the air, and I turn to face him with a gasp. My cheeks suddenly feel wet and my fingertips instinctively reach up and brush a single tear away before it can run further away from its cage.

"What are you doing here," I snap but my voice comes out so broken and mangled that it doesn't go anywhere near the effect I wanted to give off. I don't scare him away like I wanted to. He doesn't turn around and walk out the door like I've made him do so many times over this past month, instead, he remains frozen in place with his arms outstretched silently inviting me into his arms. 

I want to deny him. I want to push his arms away and storm out of the room and run into the woods where I can only hope the trees and nature will swallow me whole and give me an escape from this blinding pain. 

"Stop being so tough and come here," he says, and with those seven simple words everything inside me breaks and I rush into his arms with a river of tears pouring down my cheeks onto the floor below me. 

My arms wrap tighter and tighter around him as the tears that have been locked up for weeks continue to crawl out of me. Loud sobs that could bring even the toughest person to their knees erupt from within me and my body starts to tremble as all the sadness that I have kept bottled up for days and days on end is allowed to come sprinting out. 

"Please tell me what's going on," Adrien begs as he guides me toward two chairs positioned side by side and forces me to sit beside him.

With my arms still furiously wrapped around his waist, I shake my head earning a sigh from him. I know he's trying his best to hide all his frustration. I've slowly been watching it build more and more over the past month. Ever since he found me curled up into a ball crying my eyes out the night arrived back from the castle he has been trying to get me to confess what happened, but every time he tries, I do all I can to shut him out and every time he allows me too. 

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