Dominant culprit

The first thing Darrell saw was a pair of brown eyes staring at him, the shade of light was bright, meaning his glasses were not there. She can see him now, he maintained a poker face, maybe she’s just sleeping with her eyes open, he thought to himself.

He stared at her waiting for a response, maybe she would scream or run away but she wasn’t blinking, she just kept staring like a corpse, Claire couldn’t think of any other thing than the image before her, ‘his eyes wow’, She thought to herself

They both stare at each other for centuries till Darrell couldn’t take the suspense anymore, his heart had begun to beat fast, what if she died, he blew air from his mouth into her eyes, but she still stared at him, not blinking.

He felt his rib cage constrict, what if she died of shock, “fuck ” she whispered, making him halt, did she just speak? if she did then she was just about to leave, and his mind rattled even further.

He jolted from the bed, grabbing his goggles beside him, then making his way towards the door. Claire had her heart in her mouth now

She leaned on her elbow, and as the pain began to engulf her head and thoughts, those eyes came flashing back to her in the most painful way ever, all she could see were images appearing and disappearing in her head, each time more painful than the last.

‘fuck’ her world spun as everything went blank, her constant nightmare was back foots shuffling before her, noises and then a loud bang, she jolted from the bed, as needles pieces deep into her skin, causing a splash of blood.

” what the fuck!” Darrell yelled, as he slams her back on the bed, causing her to wince in pain, Darrel had been with her ever since she fainted, she had lost consciousness just a minute after seeing Darrell’s eyes.

This breaks his heart, even more, Claire stares at her bleeding hand, her hands aching badly and the sheets stained with her blood, ‘when was this fixed?’ she asked herself as she surveyed the room with her slightly closed eyes, as she had begun to feel unconscious, the doctor had injected her pack of drip.

‘Stop’ she muttered but nothing happened, her voice was too weak to be heard. A drop of tear had found its way down her cheek now, as the image began to jitter before her, Darrel stare at her with worry in his eyes his heart aching badly as he stare at her trying her best to open her eyes, but it was the best thing to do, as she was unstable.

‘ your payment will be sent to you, thanks for your help” he said shaking the doctor, as he attempted to exit the room, ” she is traumatized, and should be taken away from the trigger as it could cause harm and likely put her in an irreversible coma” the doctor said taking glances at her then at Darrel who was now glaring at him, as he fought the demon within him raging furiously to be released.

He picked up his phone calling victor up, soon a bulky man appeared, he wore a nonchalant face, as he stared at the woman on the bed, “what is it?” he asked with a hoarse voice Darrell couldn’t comprehend the feeling he had inside, it had Been nothing but a couple of days, and he had become so interested in her already.

” What could traumatize someone so much ?”

” you’re slowly losing focus, Darrell, she is just a peasant trying to get your attention, just let it be, ” he said, staring at his best friend for years. They had worked for hand in hand for the longest time.

‘ What if he is right?’ his heart constricted as he tried to convince himself that it was just normal, he is human anyway.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

“I am not feeling anything, I just want to know what could traumatize her”

” We all have trauma, how life is based on trauma, you are simply acting to one”

” I just want to know what happened to her,” he said in a fierce tone, as thoughts of what possibly happened to her came flashing into his mind, was she raped, she is orphaned according to the research, there something that is Makin her set this way, her details are so shallow, she barely exists.

” what more do you want to research, she is just a lowlife, looking for a billionaire to perch on, and __ you have become on”

He stared at Claire with disgust, as hatred for her overshadowed him, he has always been protective of Darrell, and never liked Claire as they met on the wrong foot, and having to follow orders on her wreaked havoc in his heart.

” how dare you” he growled, clenching his sharp nails on his palm, causing a minor cut, his feet rooted to the ground,

” she I getting into your head and your know it so doesn’t stand there making it all up, that you haven’t started growing shady felling” victor threaten.

‘ i don’t give a fuck what you have to say, get the fuck out of my room!” he yelled throwing his phone on the floor,

” you are moving astray Darrell, and you know that” he was disappointed,

” get out”

Tears had begun to fall down his cheek his skin red, and blood stains on his palm, and veins had begun to beg for release as they showed their full glory

” this is all distractions, you are not cut for all this type of relationship,” he said, glaring at Claire on the bed, then at Darrel who shot a murderous gaze at him, he scoffed before making his way out of the room,

Darrel looked back at claire, tears had dried on her pale face, her lips quivering, she may still be in the land of horror and trauma, he walks over to her, but her facial expression looks broken and sad, what if she came to you for help? he asked himself.

” I am not cut out for this,” he said to himself, as he covered her with the sheet, before leaving the room, ” don’t go” Claire whispered.