You Kissed My Soul

Chapter 23

Aderyn pov

I could feel myself getting back to my senses but it was hard for me to open my eyes. It was like I

couldn’t open them. As if I didn’t have any control over my receptors.

Though my eyes were closed, I could still sense and feel what was going around me. I felt something

wet placed on my forehead and someone touching my cheek. I could feel tingles wherever I was being

touched.

I wanted to look at the person but soon myself getting back to slumber and I slipped into darkness.

My eyes fluttered open and immediately I felt my eyes squinting adjusting with the light. I was feeling

good now. I tried to look around but found something wet on my forehead. My forehead creased in

confusion as I slowly used my hand to reach the thing which was on my forehead.

I touched something wet and when I pulled it of my forehead I found it as a cloth. I groaned and tried to

get up but something was stopping me from doing so. I looked towards my right and was shocked to

find a figure sleeping next to my bed on the chair.

It was no other than Dylan.

Oh my God! What was he doing here?

I noticed his hand tangled with mine right hand as he held it as if his life depended on it. He was novelbin

sleeping soundly. Though I doubt him to be comfortable on that wooden chair still his feature seemed

calm as he held my hand.

His hair was a mess. I notice he was wearing a black slacks with a white shirt. His face was void of

expression as he was sleeping still he looked little tensed.

I pulled myself up and rested myself against the headboard.

What happened?

I tried to remember what happened and how I reached this bed. I closed my eyes and tried to

remember. I was feeling dizzy. I took a bath then I walked out of the bathroom and then I fell on the

ground.

“That reminds me” I panicked muttering to myself.

“Who changed me?” I questioned to go one in particular as I eyes my dress. I was changed into a white

shirt and white loose pants.

I looked towards Dylan panicked.

“Did he?”

“No he didn’t. He wouldn’t do that” I spoke to myself.

“You are awake” I heard a husky voice and I looked to my right to find Dylan already awake looking at

me intently.

“How are you feeling now?” He asked as he got up from his seat and came to me. He sat on the edge

of the bed and surprising me he reached his hand to touch my forehead. I shivered due to his touch

and the sparks that flew through our body was electrifying.

“Thank God your temperature is down” he spoke softly as he didn’t pull his hand off me instead he

trailed it down to my neck placing it there.

“You had a fever. You passed out and fell on the floor senseless” he spoke his words filled with

worriedness.

“Thank to the Lords I reached here on time. Why are you so careless? You should’ve taken care of

yourself” and he was back to scolding.

He trailed his fingers up and placed his rough but big palm against my cheek.

“You got me worried there” he spoke softly now.

His fingers lingered on my cheek for some seconds then he pulled away and I began to miss his touch

very disturbingly.

“Who did that to you Aderyn?” He asked out of nowhere. He looked serious now.

“What?” I spoke and found my voice hoarse and I was dying for water.

As if knowing it, Dylan stretched his hand out and gave me a glass of water to drink. I took it gratefully

and gulped it down my throat feeling relieved.

I gave the glass back to Dylan as he kept it aside on the night stand and stared back at me.

“Now back to the topic, who did that to you Aderyn?” He asked again and I stared back at him

confused.

“Who did what?” I asked confused.

“Aderyn” he sighed “the doctor changed your clothes and at informed me that you had fever but apart

from that she showed me your back which had faint marks like someone whipped you” he told me and I

looked towards the other side.

“I don’t know what you are talking about” I blurted out

He held my chin between his fingers and made me look back at him.

“I just want to know who did that to you Aderyn. Just tell me” he spoke softly.

I pulled away from his touch and looked the other way “I don’t want to talk about this”.

“And why is that?” He asked as his tone sounded irritation and frustration.

“I just don’t want to speak about it” I told him as I crossed my arms across my chest.

“What is wrong with you? Why are always like this? You could at least tell me what happened to you”

he asked frustrated.

“I don’t want to share anything” I blurted out angrily and this time he held my arms angrily which made

me look at him.

“Fine then I will find it by myself” he said as he stated deep into my eyes. It was like as if he was staring

right through me. As if he could see my soul. So intense. I didn’t understand what he was trying to do. I

frowned at him as I tried to wiggle my arms out of his hold, but he only tightened his grip on my arms.

“What are you doing?”

“Let go of me” I snapped

“Damn it!” He shouted making me flinch.

“Why can’t I read you? Are you not thinking anything?” He asked as he rubbed his palm on his face

frustrated.

“You were trying to read my mind without my permission?” I spoke slowly. Bell did tell me about Dylan’s

power but I never expected him to use at me.

“Don’t you understand I don’t want to share anything? You need to respect somebody’s privacy” I

snapped as I got off from the bed.

“I don’t need to hear your lecture” he scoffed crossing his hand across is chest.

“What are you? What would think of me if I try to find about your past without your permission?” I

snapped

“I respect your privacy Dylan and you need to learn how to respect others too. For God Sake! I was

beginning to feel guilty for fighting with you let alone argue with you when I found about your pas-” I

stopped mid sentence when I realized what I just blurted out.

He stared at me shocked but soon his face contorted with anger and he took hold of my arms as he

pushed me against the wall.

“Who told you about that?” He hissed as he shoved me roughly against the wall.

“Dylan” I tried to calm him down but it was as if like my voice wasn’t reaching his ear. He growled and I

noticed the change in his eyes. His wolf was trying to surface. The color of his eyes was changing to

coal black and for the first time in my life I felt scared.

No matter how strong I was, I couldn’t take an Alpha down and that to a King.

“Dylan” I called him again.

“Who the fuck gave you the right to know about my past? Who told you about that? Tell me I will kill that

person” he growled and my heart beat rose feeling fear for Jenny. I couldn’t tell him about Jenny. I

shouldn’t have asked Jenny in the first place.

“Tell me” he growled as he held my arms painfully.

“Just because you had a wonderful life, always taking everything lightly, fucking joking around doesn’t

mean everyone has a good past. Why do you know about life? You know nothing about life and pain

really is. You just don’t know how it feels when you loose someone who is close to you” he growled and

I felt my eyes getting watery.

“Dylan I understan-” I tried to say but he interrupted cutting me off “No you don’t” he snarled.

“Please Liste-” he cut me again “I knew it” he said as he shoved me against the wall and let me go.

“I knew it. I shouldn’t have kept you here” he gritted his teeth as he rubbed his forehead trying to calm

himself down.

“Dylan” I called tears already flowing down my cheeks.

“You know what I just hate you. Every single thing of yours. Your face, your eyes, everything” he said

and it was like an arrow went through me shattering me to pieces. I felt immense pain listening those

words from him.

“Dylan please try to understand” I spoke as I tried to touch him but he slapped my hands away angrily.

“Don’t touch me” he growled enunciating each words.

“I can’t see your face any longer. Pack your stuff and just go away” he hissed and not even looking at

me he walked out of the room closing the door with a loud bang.

“Dylan” I called as I began to slide down against the wall crying and sobbing hard.

I couldn’t believe that Dylan could speak such harsh words to me. If it was someone else instead of him

then I wouldn’t have cared so much but the what Dylan told me went right to my heart. I felt so pain.

I got up from the floor and walked out of the room. I walked out of the house and began to walk inside

the woods.

Soon I found myself running. I was crying and most importantly I felt anger. I watched as the Thunder

strikes in the clouds and I knew it was going to be raining soon but I didn’t care. It was dark her I could

see everything and I ran trying to get rid of the pain which I felt.

I wasn’t angry upon Dylan. Anybody in his place would have reached the same. I would’ve been angry

if anyone tried to find out about my past without my permission. It was my memory. It was my privacy. I

could understand what Dylan must have been feeling right now.

I ran till I got myself panting hard and huffing out air. Finally, my legs gave up and I fell on the ground

feeling devastated. No sooner, It began to rain. I cried and sat in my knees hugging myself as I cried

opening my wounds again.

“You are wrong Dylan” I screamed.

“I do know how it feels to loose someone who is close to you” I shouted as I felt myself getting

drenched under the rain. My clothes were wet and I knew I must be looking like a mess.

“I do know” I screamed as I cried hugging myself. Dylan has unknowingly wounded my already

wounded heart more.

The pain was rising more and more.

Memories began to flash through my mind as I remember how my parents died. How I killed my sibling

to save the other sibling. How the one died in my arms and I was not able to do anything to save her.

My Nancy. My little sister who died in my arms and I wasn’t able to save her. I was helpless.

I had to kill my elder brother Ryan to save her yet I couldn’t save any one of them. How helpless I was

back then. How I tried to kill myself trying to jump off a bridge.

I screamed as I pulled my hair angrily not wanting to remember it.

“You are wrong Dylan. You are so wrong” I screamed as I felt my head spinning again and I collapsed

on the ground still under the rain.

How much I wish to die wanting myself to free from all these pain and sufferings. I am suffering and I

don’t want to live.