11 | The Truth Hurts Sometimes
11 | The Truth Hurts Sometimes
I updated chapters 11 and 12! So make sure you read both!!
Twenty minutes after being kidnapped by Max, I’m still here waiting to be released. After the argument we had continued to go on an endless cycle, I decided I would just shut my mouth and wait until he gets fed up with the silent treatment. He should then release me.
“You know the longer you stay silent, the longer you stay in here with me.” Max attempts to get me talking again. “This is really immature, you’re acting like my five—year—old cousin.”
I still ignore him. I’ve been leaning against the wall for a while now, trying to keep some distance between us. This closet is really tiny making it hard to keep space between us. I hate to admit it but when I’m close to him, I feel all of those emotions that I had two years ago. Its confusing as hell, I hate the guy yet I still feel the attraction, the pull between us.
He broke my heart; I’m still having butterflies when I’m close to him.
Damn you, Max.
He frustratedly tugs a hand through his brown hair, shooting an annoyed look my way. I mentally smirk at what I’m doing to him—I’m finally getting on his nerves!
“Ava, please,” he begs. “Please just answer me, just give me some sort of response. I need to tell you what happened two years ago. Its been driving me insane. What you saw wasn’t what you think, please.”
Lies. Lies. Lies. I know what I saw two years ago, I have eyes. I saw it perfectly well, he’s trying to change my views. What is it they say?
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me a second time...
“Goddammit, woman, just listen to me for five minutes, if you still want to hate me and never see me again then fine. I will accept that and will leave you alone.” Max offers, his face not looking pleased at all by the last bit.
Hmm, is it worth it? I mean, I only have to listen to him produce some pitiful, well—rehearsed excuse and then I can go. He will then leave me alone for the rest of my time here.
Easy right? Only five minutes of my time for the rest of my life.
“Fine,” I agree, biting my lip.
Max exhales with relief like he thought I wouldn’t take up his offer and would continue to ignore him.
“You have five minutes starting from now,” I announce. I’m going to count down in my head seeing as I can’t be bothered to go on a hunt for my phone that is somewhere in my bag.
“Right so, what you saw didn’t actually happen.” He starts and I roll my eyes. You’ve already said that a dozen times. Max must have noticed my irritated look because he shoots me a glare and continues, “it was a setup.”
Huh? Did I hear him right? A setup? That doesn’t make any sense. Why would he set up being with another girl?
I was expecting a well—rehearsed fake excuse but this is just lame. I mean, come on Max! Come up with something more believable.
I open my mouth in shock but then close it again, trying to comprehend what he said. Why would it be a setup? That doesn’t make any sense. I mean, who even does that?
“Yeah, right,” I snort. I’m not going to fall for that.
Max gives me another annoyed look. He rubs his face with his hands angrily. I haven’t noticed until now how tired he looks. He looks exhausted. Is he mentally tired? Physically tired? Or both?
“Ava, its true. I set it up because I was stupid. I don’t know how to explain it...what we had was amazing. You knew it, I knew it but I had to mess it up. I thought it was too good to be true. I mean, I fell for you so hard Ava, I literally had to be with you once a day. It was crazy and it didn’t feel healthy.
“So I did something stupid, something I will regret for the rest of my life. I hired some girl who was staying at the hotel to come in a t-shirt and to eat breakfast with me. I told her to make it look like we were together. As soon as she stepped in the room, I knew it was a mistake but I still went through with it. We didn’t do anything though, she came into the room in the morning and pretended to take an interest in me. But I hated it, I hated touching her.”
What? I—I don’t know what to say. That’s messed up. I get that he was scared but he could have literally done anything else. He could have come to me and told me about it—we could have talked it out together. What he did was cruel.
Why out of everything he could have chosen, did he do that?
Max takes a deep breath and continues, “and then I got that letter. As soon as I read it, I forced her to leave. It broke my heart Ava, I knew I hurt you which made me feel so upset. I was angry at myself for what I did to you. I prayed every day that I would see you so that I could apologize and get you back. I thought about you every second. I love you so much.”
Collapsing onto the cold ground, I register everything he said. Did I really cause him pain by the thought of me being in pain?
This is crazy.
We are both in silence, me on the floor letting everything sink in whilst Max is deep in thought. He is wearing a nervous expression, I assume because he fears I will either not believe him or I will tell him to leave me alone for good.
“Please say something Ava,” Max breaks the silence whilst running a hand through his hair, tiredly. It looks messy, messier than usual because he’s been running a hand through it a lot.
“What do you want me to say?” I snap back at him. Max gives me a shocked look, clearly not expecting me to give him an aggressive answer. “Sorry,” I breathe out. “I—I don’t know what to say. This is a massive bombshell, I’m in shock. Give me a few more minutes to process.”
I didn’t expect Max to agree but he must have thought about the position I’m in because he nods and falls to the ground as well.
He pretended to cheat on me because he was scared about our relationship so he thought by doing that it would end and he wouldn’t have to worry. Stupid, very stupid I know. I’m glad he can admit that it was a massive mistake but I’m still not happy about his tactics. If he had just talked to me about his fear then we wouldn’t be here right now.
The question is, do I want to forgive him? Can I put that heartbreaking and traumatic moment past me and forgive him? Can we even go back to a relationship after this?
I could but if I let him back in my life, he could hurt me again.
Ugh, I don’t know what to do! One the one hand, me and Max could potentially go back to what we had but on the other hand, he could break my heart. Goddammit!
I sigh and bring my legs closer to my chest so that I can hug myself. Max watches all of my movements like a hawk, not once straying his eyes away from me.
“Before you tell me your decision, just know that I really am sorry and I love you so much. The past two years have been awful. It's pitiful how I acted, I was like a zombie. Screw people who say true love doesn’t exist. I know it does exist because you’re my true love. Cringey I know but its so bloody true.” He cuts me off with a pleading speech. He wants me to forgive him, so much.
My heart is hammering in my chest just by the look he’s giving me. He resembles a lost puppy who only wants love. Wow, has it really resorted to this?
“If I do forgive you, what will you do?” I ask him.
He gives me a longing look, “I will win your heart back.”
“Why?! Why won’t you just let me go?” I ask, a part of me outraged that he thinks we can come back whilst another part is giddy. I’m so confused, I feel so conflicted.
“Because” he simply shrugs.
“Because?” I repeat with an expected look. He can’t just say because and not justify anything.
“Because I’m finding Ava, I’m finding you,” He truthfully answers, his brown orbs staring into my blue orbs.