Hazel
Evelyn, her obsession for Hazel burning like a firestorm, stood before him, the flames of her possessiveness threatening to engulf their fragile bond. Her eyes bore into Hazel, a mixture of determination and desperation swirling within them.
"Hazel, if you're innocent then what's the problem in getting married ," Evelyn's voice cut through the charged air, her demand hanging heavy, poised between an offer and an ultimatum.
Hazel, still reeling from the intensity of their confrontation, felt the weight of her proposal bearing down upon him. "Evelyn, I already have made myself clear that I don't want to get married now"
he said , She grab my neck and roughly pushed me on the wall. My eyes widen.
We had about a distance of door between us. "Then tell me baby " she spoke in the voice little louder than whisper causing to erupt goosebumps on me.
"What are you doing here? Hmm? " she said taking a step towards me.
"Tell me the reason of this constant refusal. Hmm?"
Another small step.
"You don't have problem warming my bed when your family clearly hates that, hmm?"
"You love whoring around, don't you?Hmm?"
She pressed his crouch on my belly.
"What's the problem in getting married?Hmm?"
"Or you are not sure because you are warming other women's bed too ? Hmm?"
She asked slightly tightening her grip on my neck
I struggle to breathe.
"Now tell me Hazel , what's the reason?
Didn't I fuck you good? Hmm? " she ask letting go of my neck.
I inhale sharply.
Her body detach from mine. I crumble down on the floor as tears flow freely now.
I saw her steps move out of my sight. A sob escape my lips. So this is what she thought. She thought I was whore . That I was whoring around.
What we did was making love to me but she thought I was whore .
I thought she was protective but. My chain of thought was cut off when I was roughly pulled up by my bicep and yank on the bed.
I panicked
But Evelyn, consumed by her own obsessions and insecurities, refused to entertain any hint of hesitation. "I know You are cheating on me ,"
she accused, her words a sharp condemnation aimed at Hazel's heart.
Hazel's hazel eyes widened, a sense of helplessness creeping over him. "I'm not betraying you.
I just need a moment to process," he implored, his voice trembling with the weight of his emotions.
Evelyn's patience wore thin, her possessiveness turning into a blaze of fury. "Process? Your indecisiveness speaks volumes.
You're entangled with someone else, aren't you?" Her accusation hung in the air like a poisoned dart, aimed straight at Hazel's innocence.
Hazel's heart sank at her distrust, his attempts to explain falling on deaf ears.
"No, Evelyn, please believe me I'm not seeing anyone else. I just need to be sure,"
he reasoned, his voice tinged with desperation.
Evelyn, blinded by her obsession, refused to relent. "Sure? Your 'surety' is a lie. You're deceiving me,"
she declared, her eyes ablaze with unwavering conviction.
As Hazel's tears welled up, Evelyn's fury reached its peak.
"I won't be made a fool of, Hazel. If you won't commit now, you're already entangled in a web of deceit,"
she accused, her words tearing into Hazel's soul.
The room, once a haven for tender moments, now witnessed the crumbling of their fragile connection. Hazel, trapped in Evelyn's web of suspicion, grappled with the despair of her relentless distrust. He tried to make her understand, but her convictions stood firm, deaf to reason and consumed by her possessive desires.
As a final plea to salvage their fragile bond, Hazel whispered,
"I'm not betraying you, Evelyn. I just need a bit more time."
His voice trembled, hoping against hope that she would understand.
Outside, the forest whispered its indifferent secrets, untouched by the storm that raged within the opulent mansion. Hazel, torn between love and despair, found himself at a crossroads where his innocence collided with Evelyn's unwavering accusations.
As the echoes of their tumultuous encounter lingered, Hazel stood in the desolate silence of the room, consumed by a profound sense of loss. The chance of reconciliation slipping away , leaving behind an emptiness that echoed his shattered hopes and unspoken truths.
Tears kept streaming down, as her words play in my mind.
Whore...
Warming the bed...
Cheating on her...
Feeling exhausted I dosed off soon.