Riya's POV
"Ah! Don't hurt me! You beast, you all beast and witches let me go you fucking assholes! I don't wanna see your faces again! GET OUT! Ah! No! Ahhhhh!" I woke up with a great jolt in my brain. It was the most terrible nightmare I've ever had. I passed out soon after drinking the wine and what happened after that I don't know. I don't know how I got here and who changed my dress. As long as I remember I was out of the shower and dripping wet. Then who? I was in my thoughts when I heard someone's voice comming through the living room. My body was paining like hell. It felt like I've been threw from floors to the ground. It was painful but I managed to get down of the bed and followed the voice. It was Will talking on the phone. Taking help of few things I managed to reach towards the water bottle over the island. I was about to held it but suddenly my hands trembled and the bottle few of making noises. He saw me struggling so help me to sit on the chair. "Are you feeling better?" he asked with serious concern. "Hmm." I was only able to say that cause my voice was hoarse. He handed me the glass of orange juice and an omlet sandwich to me. I was way too starving that without a second thought I threw it in my mouth. He gave a relieved smile when seeing me eating but why was he doing that, 'anyways lets concentrate on food first' I thought to myself. After the satisfaction I got to knew that it was already noon "I'd really slept to much. Have you eaten?" I asked with same concern, of course he was good to me. "Yep. A bit. Anyways you eat I'm full." he said giving out strange glance over me. Suddenly he touched over my forehead "hmm the temperature is normal. Thats good." he said while checking. "I'd temperature, since when?" I asked out of confusion. "Since last morning. It was high and not only this but you were unconscious for two days." with this my eyes grew wider. "I've been sleeping since two days?!" I asked in disbelief. I grabbed his phone and looked, its true. "Don't worry I called doc to check on and she said you need good rest so I didn't disturbed you. You look bit better now." he said with meaningful smile. "I must've caused alot trouble to you. I'm sorry."
"Oh don't be! You needed to vent it out so you drank a little too much and then..."
"And then, what?" I plead for the answer as he sat down looking in my eyes as like he was searching my soul. "And you tried to kill yourself." hearing this my heart sank in depth of ocean of sorrow. "Don't be sad. You were lucky enough to be saved by me..."
"Why did you do that? It would've been better to die than to endure this pain forever. It would've been lot more easier to die without even knowing it." I said in my hoarse voice and tears started rolling down staining my cheeks. I tried to contain it but I was sobbing harshly already. He tried to hug me but I was denying and ran into my bathroom to hide my tears. I saw myself in sink mirror. My hair was mess, my eyes were redden with dark circles under it, cheeks were swollen and stained due to continuously crying, I was in awful condition. Splashing some cold water on my face still continued to shred tears I wasn't thinking straight what to do. My mind was blank and trying to control the sobs but this traitorous eyes and mind was not following. Suddenly I felt warm hands capturing me from back. It was Will hugging and eyes flowed more. I turned back colliding on his hard chest that felt so soothing and soon I gave my last pride and cried like a baby in his chest. He tighten around me giving the security I needed and the warmth I carved for. I felt like my legs won't stand my weight any longer so we both knelt on ground and don't know how long we've been there. "Throw out everything you had, Riya. You really need to do that. And don't even feel alone, ever again. You've got me. I promise I won't leave your side, never for a second." he said that in my ears and I felt lot more better than before. Unknowingly I dugged my nails in his chest and cried harder.
After how long I don't know, I let myself up and faced him. He smiled sweetly and rubbed my tears with his thumbs. "Feeling better?" he asked concernedly. I nodded "I'm really sorry you've to see me in this bad state. And...." he put his finger on my lips and was startled on his sudden move. "What's done is done and we change what happened, but you can have control over whats gonna be. So cheer up cupcake." on his comment I frowned "I'm not a cupcake." he smiled. "Yes you are chocolate cupcake. I'm gonna call you that from now on." he said smiling cunningly. "Ew, that's disgusting. Do I really look like that?" I asked with frowing face. "Of course you do. Little fluffy chocolate cupcake."
"I'll seriously kill you if you called me that ever again."
"I'll do it, cupcake."
"Will, seriously you're disgusting!" I folded my hands and smiled. "See I made you smile." I was smiling again. With that my smile widen more. "You look good while smiling, keep it." he said while wipping last tear from my eyes.
Later the evening he was out for groceries as I forgot to care about what was available to eat. He asked me to accompany but I choose to have a good hot bath and relax at home so he got away alone. I was feeling alot better and was ready to search for new job as I don't think they'll be hiring me anymore.