These Violent Delights These Violent Delights 1

Scarlet’s pov

“Okay, I’ll meet you there.”

As soon as the line cuts I give out a squeal and quickly move around the room to get ready.

I am so excited to meet Alex after spending the last week moping around, waiting for him, while he took a trip back to his hometown to meet his parents.

Putting on a cute sundress I run a hand through my light brown hair to manage the already made curls I did after showering an hour ago. Deciding to keep my look natural I only put on a nude lip gloss and hurriedly matching a pair of black 2-inch sandals with my sundress, I speedily slip them on.

Giving myself a once over I decided that I indeed looked very cute and quickly heading out of my apartment I took the small five-minute walk to the park.

Alex and I first met each other two months ago at a college party. He was the kind of guy that parents would never agree of, a rebel in the making and he was my type.

I initially refused any contact with him, but he had a way with words that would make girls fall at his feet.

I didn’t love him yet, but I really liked being with him.

Reaching my destination, I felt my heart flutter at once when I saw him standing there, under a big oak tree waiting for me, exactly where I had first agreed to be his girlfriend.

The sun was going to set soon and the orange hues falling on his face made him look like an angel. It was then that I realized how accustomed I have become to that light smile he had been wearing.

Sneaking up behind him, I lunged at his leather clad back while shouting, “I missed you so much!”

He stumbled forward a little, unprepared, but didn’t let me fall as his hands wrap around my legs to steady the two of us.

Laughing slightly, he gently puts me down and turns around to show me his handsome face. The tattoos around his neck and chest are peeping out from the white wife beater he has worn, and it makes him look even more appealing than he already did.

“You had always been a very sneaky girl,” He jested, his deep voice immediately gaining my attention to see him smirking down at me.

“But isn’t that how you like me?” I asked giving him a flirty smile as I let my gloss covered lips lazily stretch, showcasing my pearly whites.

At this he gave me a big grin, a very rare occurring one. Very similar to the one which I had branded as his fake smile. It was too bright to be true.

He didn’t say anything back which was slightly odd and with that same grin intact on his face, he made his way to a nearby bench and sitting down on it as he patted the spot next to him and finally lets out, “I have got something for you.”

Alex was the son of rich parents and he had always tried to shower me with costly gifts, but I had continuously refused them. My ego would never let me take things from others in return of my affection.

I had never been a girl who equaled love to money.

Confused, I walked over to him and complained, “I swear if you brought me another expensive gift, I will break up with you.”

His expression quickly changed to a grim one on listening to my words and noticing it, I sighed and sat down next to him as I gently cupped his face with my palms. Playing with the shiny metal piercing above his right eyebrow, I softly tell him, looking directly in his eyes, “I really missed you and want nothing else but to relax and cuddle with you.”

His eyes flashed with something, but he quickly hid it and pulled away from me at once.

Why was he acting like this?

Taking out a small box from his jean’s pocket he placed them in my hand, “Open it.”

I tried to argue with him, but he gave me a sharp look and I complied hesitatingly.

I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped me at the sight.

The small box contained a very expensive looking sea shell pendant with a silver chain. The sea shell was of a beautiful turquoise color with shades of white and cream blended together. It had a magnificent texture which would make the owner very proud of its rare beauty, but it screamed money and that I could never agree to take.

“Alex, I can’t take this,” I said trying to force it back into his hands, “This must have cost you a fortune!”

He cleared his throat, something again flashes in his eyes and this time I recognize it.

Guilt.

He was feeling guilty for something, but why?

“Scarlet, please accept this as an apology,” He said not meeting my eyes as he looked in the distant with his green eyes shining like jewels.

“Why? What did you do?” I asked frantically, already thinking of the worst.