Together Forever

Evelyn's POV

If I say I was scared would be an understatement.

I was beyond scared.

I don't have any idea why but the truth is I was. I have never been this terrified in my life. What much could go wrong if they meet? At most I would have to face his temper tantrum again, what is now gonna happen. But it shouldn't be that much of a deal. Again it has been.

I shouldn't have been so surprised though. He has already been my many firsts. It's one of them maybe.

But the expression of him I saw then was not just anger. It was mixed with hurt. Yes, I saw hurt in his eyes. And that hurt me. Standing face to face right there, this was more important to me to know why he was hurt than knowing the reason behind his anger.

The man who is always smirking, why did he give such a smile that breaks your heart?

Why is he hurt?

"Evie?" Nick's voice breaks my thoughts as I look at his worried face. I take in my surroundings and realize we are in front of our house. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't even notice when the car stopped.

Unbuckling the seat belt, I get out of the car and head towards the elevator, Nick following behind. After reaching my floor, I hurriedly open the door, get inside and plop myself on the couch. Leah hasn't come back yet. Maybe it would be night.

Nick closes the door and then sits beside me. I look up at him to see him eyeing me skeptically.

"What?" I ask, my voice low.

"You are hiding something. Now tell me what that is." He replies with a determined look on his face.

He is doubting now too.

I smile nervously, "What do you mean by that? What would I hide from you? It's nothing."

"Listen, Evie, I am not stupid, ok? Yesterday you came home with blood on your hand. When I asked you whose blood that was, you told me that wasn't yours. I didn't forget." He says, his voice getting louder. "And today, what do you think I didn't notice anything?"

I stare at him blankly. No answer is coming to my mind.

"When Mr. Jones came outside, you were scared. I saw your face. Before that, you were hurrying to come home. And Mr. Jones, why in the world was he so angry? It was like he was trying hard to restrain him from breaking my face? Now tell me what the matter is." He announces, folding his hands over his chest.

I sigh, "Nicki, I don't even know what's going on. I'm too confused like you." I say, putting off my wristwatch.

"Ok, then share with me. Let me help you." He says, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

There are some times in life when you need a friend by your side to say "I am here for you." A true friend who will never leave you. In your success, they will be happier than you and in the bad times, they will support you with everything. It's very hard to find a friend like this. Now we are selfish, we just think about ourselves, not about others. But if we get one, we should think of ourselves as so lucky. Not everyone is lucky enough to get a true friend.

I give him a small smile, "Ok, I am telling you but don't ask me the reason. I don't know that."

He nods.

The next 30 minutes pass by me talking and Nicki shaking his head continuously. I tell him how we first met, running in, meetings, and almost everything. Nicki listened to me all the while with wide eyes. "Ok, interesting but nothing so shocking here." Look of dismay on his face.

"Let me come to the part of the story you want to hear Nicki." I scold.

"Ok, carry on."

"So yesterday when I went to his office after picking you up from the airport, his behavior left me shocked. I was talking to him on the phone when you came out of the jet. I was excited so I forgot to cut the call. You kissed me and I scolded you, he heard everything and thought you are my boyfriend. When I went to his office, he asked me and I tried to make him understand that you are just my friend but he didn't."

I release a breath and see a small smile on his lips.

"Hmm... now it's getting interesting."

I roll my eyes at him and continue.

"I don't know what his problem is even if you are my boyfriend. He got angry and started destroying his office. I tried to stop him but to no avail, he began punching the wall and got bruised. And that blood, I got when I was bandaging his hand. So this is the story."

I finish and the image of him punching the wall comes to my mind. It was horrible. How so easily a person can hurt himself? He is dangerous.

"And today I was scared because I thought if you two meet, it would be another problem. I didn't want that and so I was hurrying. But unfortunately you two have met and he got angry again. And the reason, I don't know. That's all."

I sigh and look at him and to my surprise I see him smirking mischievously at me.

What is there to smirk?

"Why are you smirking, stupid?" I ask.

"Stupid is not me, stupid is you. Can't you really understand anything?" He asks me.

"What will I understand?"

"It's that why he got angry?"

"How could I say why?"

"No doubt you are very intelligent but that's all for that damn business. You don't have any knowledge about anything else." He says with a huff.

"What the hell do you want to mean?" I ask, confused.

"He is not angry, Evie. That is called jelly. J-e-l-l-y." He says chuckling.

"Would you please say clearly what you want to say?"

"I want to say that he was jealous."

"Jealous? For what? For whom?" I squint my face.

"Maybe he has something for you. So when he thought I am your boyfriend, he reacted like that." He shrugs to which I shake my head in disbelief.

"Are you mad? What the hell are you saying? You just met him once. And do you know how he is? He's a player. He can never have anything for me." I shout.

No, I don't want to believe this. It's not possible. He just plays with girls' emotions. He can never have something for me. And why am I even thinking these shitty thoughts? Boys are just to hurt, they always hurt. And I don't want to be one of those girls who love with all their hearts and then get their hearts broken at last.

And not that I want him to have something for me.

Have I ever thought of him that way? No, no. It can't happen.

My thoughts get disrupted when Nicki snaps his hand in front of my face.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not what you are thinking, Nicki," I answer sternly.

"Why, Evie? Why are you so unsure?" He asks me, slightly annoyed.

"Because it just can't happen. You know I have never had a boyfriend in my life because I really can't trust. I always thought what if someone I love breaks my heart. I never wanted to get hurt by someone whom I gave my love. I have been hurt enough, Nicki. I don't want more."

"Moreover, not everyone is like you. I know Nicki, don't hide from me. You love Leah, don't you?" I ask him as he looks down at his hands. He seems about to say something but then he stops.

"I will take that as a yes. I know you will never hurt her but not everyone has the same heart as you. Some people just know how to play with innocent, soft girls and then break them down like they are some playing dolls. I am not soft you know and I don't want to be. So don't I want to let anyone play with me."

I say as Nicki nods in understanding.

"I understand." He says and stays silent for some time before suddenly turning to me,

"Evie, I want to tell you something." He says in a nervous voice and I nod.

"Yeah, what happened?"

"I'm trying to tell you this for a long time but couldn't get the courage. Today as the matter has already been brought up, so..." He says seriously as I look at him upset. He hardly looks this serious. Always a smiley boy, what does he want to say?

"Now you are scaring me. Will you just say?" I snap, frowning.

"Please don't say no." He pleads, still gripping my hand.

"Tell me first."

I say and he looks hesitant for a second before he says something that makes my eyes widen in shock,

"Will you be my girlfriend?"-----------