Bound to him since birth

7. Who betrayed him?

Sofie's POV-

"...why ...why do you all do this? You... you pretend to be good… but then you betray me…" 

I've been here trying to sleep but couldn't. It's not because that the mattress isn't soft but because of thinking how my life has taken a completely different turn. And when finally I could get some sleep, I started hearing someone whispering and hitting me... not that hitting but with a pillow. First I ignored it because I was still deep in sleep but now the whispers are getting clearer and I'm sure of one thing that it's none other than my husband.

But, what is he talking about? 

Who betrayed him? I mean who would be in their right mind to mess with a beast? 

But on a serious note though, did anyone betray him in the past, and if someone did, then why?  

"Answer me, why are you all same? By face you all are cute and in... in reality, you all are little devils hiding behind that cute and adorable face. Answer me..." He says again and I finally get up and turn to him. 

Firstly, who display their anger by hitting with a pillow? Like what could a mere pillow do and at that a soft fluffy one?

And secondly, who leaves their wife on their first night only to get drunk? 

I look deep into his eyes and he is... broken. His eyes are sad. His eyes don't have that intimidating look in them that could make a person pee in their pants but rather it's all sadness filled in them. He is hurt and in pain.

My heart aches to see him in this condition. Although I don't like him but I won't ever want him to be in any kind of trouble unless it's caused by me and that too just to annoy him a little, not to cause him this sadness. 

He has stopped hitting me now but still, he is staring at me, actually, it seems that he is checking every single detail of my face. I move nearer to him and my hands involuntarily move to caress his face. I cup his cheeks and stroke them gently with my thumb.

"What are you talking about Christian? Did anyone betray you in the past?" I ask him while stroking his cheeks.

"I was betrayed and I felt bad, and I still do..." He says looking down and then raises his head to look at me "...and I know that you'll do the same." He says and suddenly his eyes fill with rage and he pushes me hard, away from himself.

I get up fast and again cup his cheeks, desperate to tell him that I won't do that. I don't know why I want to do that but I feel this need to make him trust me, to make him feel better somehow ...anyhow. 

"No Christian, I'm not going to do that. And you don't even know me then how can you judge me, huh?" I say while he just stares at me. 

"You know…" He starts but I decide to stop him. I don't think this conversation will make him feel better. He should rest first, and I am going to make him rest. And about everything that happened, whatever I got to know, I'll think about it later and find out the reason that caused him this pain.

"No. Just rest now. It's already 3:30 and if still..." I say but he pushes me down on the bed and hovers over me, quitting me down. I let out a gasp, surprised by his actions. 

"Just let me say, I am sure I won't confess this in my sober state. You..." He says and caresses my face, staring at every detail, "...you looked really beautiful in that wedding dress. Mom said the truth, you looked just like a princess, but I know you are a devil hiding behind this beautiful face of yours. I am aware... I'm aware of that..." He says and just like that he falls beside me and passes out.

I felt butterflies when he was so close to me, and called me beautiful, even cute when I don't really like it when someone calls me cute or adorable but when he said that, it felt good. But then suddenly he changed. 

Why does he think badly about me? Like I'm a bad person who'll betray him? What exactly made him think like that?

I'm going to have to dig deeper into this matter. I thought our marriage will be for just two years, where we'll have to tolerate each other, but now that I've witnessed this state, I've seen a broken, innocent soul and I want to make him better, I want him to know that not everyone comes in your life to betray you. We might not be together forever but maybe if I could find what exactly is bothering him, then I could help him and he won't be that hard on himself and will be willing to find the love of his life after we are over.

Two years, it's just two years that I'll get to stay with him. I hope I can help him and we'll be in a better state. 

I get off the bed and remove his shoes and socks. He has already removed his tie and his upper coat and vest. He might have left them from where he came. I drag him to a little side so that he could sleep on his side comfortably and also there will a room for me to sleep because he is literally sprawled on the bed horizontally with his giant body. I move to my side and cover both of us with the duvet. 

I lay there facing him and move closer to caress his face. Suddenly he wraps his arms around my waist and scoots closer to me. Well, he might not be having enough strength to pull me closer. I want to smile at his gesture but his closeness has me frozen. He buries his head in my neck, forcing me to sink deeper into the bed. 

Now as I lay straight on the bed, he snuggles into me even more, his face on my chest while my hands unknowingly move to get my fingers tangled in his soft hair. He looks like a little kid looking for an escape from the cruel world and I feel so good that I'm his escape.

I caress his hair and they feel so soft, just like I had thought. This is my first time feeling his hair in actual and I'm already addicted to them like one gets addicted to drugs.

I've always imagined myself in the same position, only the difference is that, in my imagination, I'm the one with my head on my man's chest and this, is, obviously the opposite. 

He literally has me caged in his tight grip around my waist, his legs around my thighs and not to forget his heavy head on my chest. But, am I complaining?

No! Because I'm actually feeling good and I can't help but smile.

Don't know what the future has stored for us, but I guess I'm gonna handle it quite well. 

Brian indeed could be correct, Christian is not really like this but something has forced him to be like this, to not trust anyone, because if he didn't trust me, he wouldn't have confessed all those things to me, but he did confess, and that means that he wants to put his faith in me but something is holding him back and that something is probably his past. And I'll find it out!

With that plan in my mind along with his breath fanning my chest and his soft snores soothing my heart, I fall asleep.