Everything I did was to hurt others, That’s all I did and would continue to do, and if Noelle got too close she too would get swept away in my rage and destruction. I had to keep reminding myself of that, being that she was merely a stone’s throw away from me.
Oh how easily I could slip into her bedroom in the middle of the night and seduce her, have my way with her, and cause us both unimaginable pleasure, but did I really want to?
Of course I wanted her. I wanted inside of her, on her, to hear my name fall from those pink lips of her. I wanted all of it, but I couldn’t take from someone when I knew exactly the type of person I was and the type of person Noelle needed.
I needed to remember that Noelle wasn’t like Sasha or the other girls I fucked around with. Noelle was the forever type, the white picket fence and two point five kids type. Unless I planned to keep her, I needed to leave her be. Let her find love elsewhere.
“I am fed up with you, Noelle.” Viviana, Noelle’s mother’s voice met my ears, immediately pulling me from my meandering thoughts.
“I didn’t do anything, Mother,” Noelle sassed. I could tell just from the sound of her voice that she was annoyed. I would be too if I had to suffer through her obnoxious voice. Viviana annoyed the fuck out of me and she wasn’t even my mother.
“Really? Officer Lawson called the house last night letting us know that you and Royal were at the Masters estate a few nights ago for one of their daughter’s parties.” Viviana was livid.
The sound of a door shutting forced me to get up from my bed and peek out of my bedroom and into the hallway. I stared a hole through Noelle’s door, which was still ajar a smidge. Why would my father marry an evil woman like Viviana, especially over someone as sweet as my own mother?
“Please… Like you never went out to a party when you were a teenager?” I couldn’t really blame Noelle for the attitude she was giving her mom. Viviana was an uppity bitch, one who only saw perfection. If you didn’t meet her expectations and standards— which were sky high— then you were nothing but dirt beneath her feet.
“I am so tired of you… Tired of your attitude and your behavior!” Tension filled the air, lingering out into the hallway. I had to see what was happening; it was like an invisible cord was pulling me toward her door. I clenched my fists tightly as I stepped out into the hall walking on my tip toes over to her door, my eyes peering into her room through the small opening. I could see Noelle with her back against her dresser, her mother looming over her like she was about to attack.
“Tired of me!?” Noelle raised her voice in disbelief, and that seemed to be the last shred of sanity her mother had. Without warning, to either Noelle or I, her mother raised her hand landing a hard slap straight across the right side of her cheek, her face twisting to the side with the force of the blow. I had to grit my teeth to hide the fact that I was standing there watching it all go down. I wanted nothing more than to bust through the door and take her mother out, but I knew more than anyone that would just amplify the situation. It would be a grave mistake, one that Noelle would end up paying for.
“You will learn to listen to me, Noelle. That boy across the hall is nothing but an irresponsible idiot. Following in his footsteps will lead you down a dark path, and as your mother I want nothing but the best for you. I will not stand by and let you disrespect me.” Authority dripped from her lips. Who did this bitch think she was?
“Royal is a human. A person with real feelings, and just because he has had a troubled life doesn’t necessarily make him a bad person. Don’t make this about the fact that he is dangerous or a bad influence, when it’s more about the fact that you hate that he is here. That he interferes with your perfect image and perfect life.”
Everything that Noelle was saying was something I already knew. Viviana didn’t want me here. She voiced her concerns to my mother right before I left. Me being here was making shit harder for Noelle, and it wasn’t like her mother was wrong about me. I was troubled, and I always would be, but I would never do anything to hurt Noelle. Having Noelle stand up for me against her mother was everything I could have ever wanted.
She wormed her way under my skin and started to mean so much to me in such a short amount of time. I could never hurt her. She was too pure, too good for my shitty behavior. Noelle deserved the knight and shining armor, the carriage and the castle. She should be treated like a Queen, and I wasn’t the type of guy to be her King or give her any of that shit.
“I will not let you treat me like this anymore. You will learn to have some respect. I’ve sacrificed so much to get us to this point… and you… you couldn’t care less.” Her mother raised her hand again, and I knew deep down in the pit of my stomach that I couldn’t allow her to lay another hand against my princess.