Chapter 13: Should I forgive him?

"What happened in the dining room?" Francine inquired me, re-entering the kitchen.

I stood silently remaining in the same position Apollo had left me. Wondering why his behaviour had changed towards me.

No, I shook my head; not wanting to think of him being a good person. I thought Josh was the same but in the end. He hurt me badly.

My body jumped frighteningly, as Francine again inquired me, but now loudly. Wanting me to answer her.

I was so lost in trying to figure out Apollo's strange behaviour. I totally forget about her.

"Nothing happened," I again lied to her.

I really do hate that I kept on lying to her, but now I did not wish for her to find out what had happened between me and Josh. I wanted to forget it and pretend that it never happens and move on.

"Okay," she said; staring at me with great curiosity and walked past me.

I turned to look at her, as she placed all of the dirty dishes, and pots on the left side of the kitchen counter.

"Please wash all the dishes and then you can go off to bed as soon as you're finished," she told me.

I continued to watch her, while she went to the entrance of the kitchen.

"Are you coming back?" I inquired her; Not wanting her to leave me. Scared of the alpha or his son returning.

"I'm tired and too need a bath, she told me. I will see you in the morning, bright and early."

"Okay," I said sadly; watching her went off.

I turned to look at the numbers of plates and pots I had to wash before anyone enter the kitchen and started off.

My feet had started to hurt, standing for such a long time, but at least; I had almost completed my job.

"Phew," I breathe heavily, washing the last pot, rinsing, and placing it into the dishwasher.

Suddenly my eyes widen frighteningly, hearing someone entering the kitchen. My heart raced within my chest hoping and praying it's not the alpha or his son; as I quickly place the pot down properly.

I stood still like a pole seeing it was Josh; what was he doing here? I wondered.

Angry at what he said. I held my head straight and walked past him exiting the kitchen, not wanting to look at him. I hated him and wanted nothing to do with him.

My mouth went wide open as I felt him pulled me back, into his arms; wrapping his strong hands around me tightly. Preventing me from getting away from him.

"Let me go," I said softly to him; while I twist and turned my body as I try not to be heard by the alpha and his family. I didn't want to cause anymore trouble.

I turned my head aside, away from his face not wanting to see his evil brown eyes; as our body stood close.

I felt him moved one of his hands around me, still holding me tightly. I turned my face around to him angrily as he touched my face, staring into his eyes.

He smiled, I felt my anger leaving me. lost in his eyes, remembering the first time, we met.

Thoughts filled my mind, wishing he didn't hurt me like that and that I was the one who got him instead of Emma.

He continued to touch my face, playing with my right cheek with his smooth hands.

He smiles while he gazed into my green eyes.

"You have beautiful eyes," he said while he moved his lips to mine; wanting to kiss me.

I hit him in his chest; wanting him to let me go. Feeling his hard muscular body against my hand.

He raised his head again gazing into my eyes.

"Please let me go," I ordered him; turning my face aside. As he pulled my body to him even closer; allowing my breast to dive into his hard chest.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry," he kept apologizing.

I turned to look at him, surprisingly.

No one had ever apologized to me. For years my evil grandmother had kept on hurting me, but she had never said sorry, but Josh, he did.

Josh slowly removed his hands from me while our eyes connected.

"I'm sorry beautiful, forever hurting you," he again told me.

I lower my head staring at the floor; wondering if I should forgive him even though he apologized. I mean I trusted him, and he deceived me, so should I trust him again, I kept on thinking, afraid of being hurt by him again.

"I'm sorry that you are a child of rape," he said. I looked at him immediately; wanting to know how he knew; while tears filled my eyes,

"I'm sorry you're being punished for something you did not do by your evil grandmother and my family," he kept on apologizing.

I cried; hearing him said that.

He came over to me, pulling me into his arms again; pulling my face closer to him.

"I was very stupid to hurt you, he said, please give me another chance in your life and let me make you happy."

I turned my face aside; feeling his soft breath from his nose on my cheek; remembering the hurtful words he said in the dining room.

"You are not interested in me!" I repeated out loud what he said at dinner.

"He held me on my chin and spin my face to his. My body trembled by his soft touch.

"I'm sorry, it was only a lie I told to Emma, I didn't want to cause anymore trouble with you and your family. I just didn't want you to go through anymore," he explained.

I gazed into his eyes.

"I don't know if I can trust you again Josh after you have hurt me," I told him.

"I promise I won't hurt you anymore," He said.

I cried, even more, hating I believe every word he said, But was afraid of going through what he did to me again.

I shook my head crying, "I can't Josh, I can't let you do this to me again," I told him as I went away from his warm body, which felt so good against me.

He pulled me by my hand, bringing me back to him.

"What can I do for you to forgive me," he said.

"I don't know," I said sliding my right hand away from his muscular hands; exiting the kitchen wiping away my tears.

"Rose," he called.

I stopped, now staring at him.

"My name is not Rose," I told him.

"I know, he said. you're my rose. my red rose,"

I stared at him, crying feeling a great warmth from what he said.

He got close to me, placing one of his hands in his pocket. I saw he pulled out something red from his black pant.

"This is a rose," he told me; as he got close to me holding me into his hard muscular body.

He slowly moved his right hand with the rose two my hand placing it in it, I brought my eyes to him and then back to the rose.

"You're my red rose," he said.

I watched his hand with the rose as he brought it placing it into my hair. He smiled, beautiful.

"Rose, he said and you mate even if you're not my chosen mate,"

"I don't love Emma. I love you," he said. While he brought his lips to me kissing me.

I didn't move my lips in returning his soft sweet kiss.

I pushed myself away from him and ran off leaving him into my room; closing it behind me and sat on my bed.

I laid on my bed and took the red rose from my hair; staring at it; wondering if I should forgive him.

The sad thing was I loved him. I don't know if it's because he was the first man I met and that he was the first person who was so kind to me before he hurt me and now he apologizes. I had no idea what to do. I kept on thinking while I spin the rose in my hand loving its beauty.

"Rose," I whisper within my room as I smiled.

'Rose," I again said now turning onto my side.

"Rose," I heard someone at my door.

I got up quickly and sat; staring at the door; knowing who it was.

"Please open the door," he said.

I felt one of my feet moved until; I was at the door; opening it.

I looked down at his hand and there I saw another red rose within his hand. I stand at the side of the door while he slowly came in and pushed the door slowly; closing it; behind me.

He held me by one of my hand gently and softly pulled me into his warm body. Our face was now so close

I could feel his warm breath against my lips. His nose touched my nose and his forehead against mine. I felt my eyes closed as he kisses me and took me up bringing me to my bed. He bends over me while I lay on my back. He places both of his hands into mine while we stared into each other eyes.

"Tell me you don't want me and I'll leave," he said,

I moved my lips, but there was no sound.

He slowly brings his lips to mine; allowing our lips to touch.

"I was the first man you've ever met; we are made for each other," he said. I closed my eyes enjoying feeling the words that escape from his lip onto mine. and kissed him; not being able to control myself.

His entire body was so close to me, It felt like he was my second sheet as we kissed.

He slowly unbuttons my blouse as he kisses me.