Love is hurtful
Just like he carried her to the bathroom, he took her back to the bed, pulling the blanket over her.
“Are you leaving?” She asked.
“No.” He said and joined her in bed, pulling the blanket over himself too.
When they had both laid separately for a while, Belle turned to him and decided to ask her thoughts.
“Why don’t you believe in love?” Ben heard her disrupt the silence.
“Go to sleep, Belle, I know you are tired.” He didn’t look at her while he said this so she went closer to him on the bed and laid her head on his chest.
He started to caress her hair.
“I don’t want to hurt you Belle,” she heard him say after his caressing hands went from her hair to her arm.
“Who says I would get hurt?” She asked.
“Love is hurtful.” He told her.
“Maybe, but it is also a beautiful thing you know.”
“No, it isn’t.” He disagreed.”Let us not talk about this.” He added.
“You have never even tried enjoying love and you have already concluded that…” Belle wanted to say something more.
“Please?” He pleaded and she stopped.
“Okay.”
Now she just laid quiet, thinking to herself, she then thought about what usually told her before she fell asleep.
*****
Morning.
Belle was still asleep when she felt lip kisses on her left shoulder and neck. She turned grumpily, but the kisses continued on her right shoulder.
It was Ben trying to wake her up but she was so sleepy, he started to rethink his decision. He just didn’t want her waking up late again, she was always displeased whenever she did. He decided to kiss her on the lips now.
“Mmmn,” he heard her react to his kiss. She kissed him back but didn’t open her eyes. He separated their lips to chuckle briefly before he kissed her again.
This time, the kiss was deeper. Belle put her fingers behind his neck to pull him closer during the kiss but he took hold of her hands and pinned them against the bed as he stood by where she lay on the bed. She opened her eyes this time.
The first thing her eyes met was his face. He smiled when he saw that she was finally awake. She yawned shortly and stretched after that, Ben waited and watched.
“Good morning,” she said when she was done stretching.”
“You kiss back even when you are asleep? We should do that more often,” she smiled when he said to her.
“You have two hours till you have to leave for work, so you can eat and take your time, that’s if I am calculating right.” He added but he just reminded her of two things. She just remembered how she left work yesterday, and that she was also hungry.
“I will make you some eggs,” she heard him again and sat up.
“You shouldn’t,” She reminded him, worried because of the last time he cooked for her.
“I can’t make spaghetti but I can make eggs.” He assured her.”Get ready and come downstairs.”
She decided to trust him and just nodded. She didn’t want to mention that she was worried about how he pulled her out of work yesterday, else, he would ‘take care of it’ and Mrs. Johnson would agree to everything she did with fear, she didn’t want that.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
After she brushed and had her bath, she checked the wardrobe, surprisingly they were corporate trousers for her to wear and shirts her size; she assumed Ben had prepared that beforehand.
She checked the matching colours before dressing up and making her hair into a neat bun. She went down the stairs, slowly and quietly, and could see him in the open kitchen, he was drying his hands with a towel. He heard her approach the kitchen even as quietly as she walked.
“Pretty as always,” He complimented. She just smiled widely before taking a seat on one of the tall stools set in front of the kitchen counter.
Ben put a dish in front of her after she had taken a seat. She looked at it for a while, it was presented just fine and it smelt so nice, his spaghetti also smelt wonderful so she couldn’t give a final judgment of it till she had a taste of it.
“It’s not bad, I promise.” He told her and picked up the fork in the dish, forking some of it into his mouth to eat. She saw him chew it without spitting it out so when he forked some again and brought it to her lips, she opened her mouth to it.
She started off chewing some of the scrambled eggs slowly but when she saw that it was actually good, she chewed normally. After she was done, she opened her mouth again for him to fork some more into her mouth and he smiled, happy to feed her.
It was just him feeding her, watching her eat, and adoring him the whole time till she asked.
“Won’t you eat any?”
“I’m not really hungry.”
“Oh. Well, aren’t you going to get ready?” He looked at the digital walk clock hanging up then looked back at her.
“You are right, I should get ready.” She heard him and picked up the fork to continue where he stopped.
“Do you want more?” He asked her, he wanted to know if to cook her some more eggs before he left for the room. Belle just shook her head, she had some food in her mouth and could not talk. He smiled at her one more time before going up the stairs and to the room. Belle’s eyes followed him as she chewed till she could not see him anymore.