Chapter 4 Regrets

AMELIA

I felt a bright light flashing into my face, making me groan, opening my eyes slowly,my head throbbing from the effect of last night's alcohol.

I felt strong arms wrapped around my body, holding me tightly in his massive arms, his large hands massaged my sensitive flesh and he suddenly rolled and pinched my nipples between his knuckles,I instinctively snuggled closer, seeking comfort from Noah's familiar embrace, so I thought. But as my senses began to awaken,I noticed something was off, his hands felt so rough and calloused.

The arms wrapped around my waist felt stronger,more muscular than I remembered. Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to make sense of the surroundings, the room was unfamiliar,the sheets scratchy against my skin. Memories of the previous night flooded back.

I remembered the dimly lit club,the bartender,the drinks, I remembered dancing,the music pulsing through my veins,the stairs I climbed,the room we entered fueled by alcohol and desire. I glanced at the man sleeping next to me,his breathing slow and steady.

How the fuck did I end here?

As I took in the environment, I immediately knew what was going on, I sat up slowly, disentangling myself from his embrace. I looked at him, really looked at him for the first time. He was handsome,I admitted to myself,he had a rugged charm that had probably drawn me to him. But he wasn't Noah.

" Get it together", I muttered slapping myself back to reality.

Quietly,so as not to wake him up,I carefully slid out of bed, wincing as the matress creaked beneath me. I gathered my clothes, scattered around the room in a hasty trail leading to the bed.

Each rustle of fabric sounded deafening in the stillness of the room. I paused and stopped what I was doing, holding my breath, as he stirred in his sleep, but he only rolled slightly before settling down. My hand shook as I pulled on my clothes, the memories of the night before still fresh in my mind. I needed to leave, to put as much distance between myself and this thing that had happened.

Finally dressed, I stood by the bed watching him sleep for a moment. His face was peaceful,his features softened by sleep. He had this dominating aura I couldn't figure out.

I wondered briefly what his name was, but I knew I couldn't stay to find out. This wasn't who I was. This wasn't the life I wanted. I needed to leave as soon as possible.

I crept to the door, my hand shaking as I reached for the handle. With one last look back at him,I slowly walked out of the room into the hallway closing the door softly behind me. I leaned against the wall taking a moment to compose myself. I needed to leave,to put this night behind me.

As I made my way down the empty stairs, the reality of what just happened and what I had done the previous night began to sink in. I had just had a one night stand with a stranger, I had let my feelings guide me and even though I didn't want to accept the fact that I loved it which I obviously did. I now have to face the consequence of him probably invading my dreams. I reached outside, the cool morning breeze hitting me like a slap in the face.

The world quiet and still around me with few passersby as it was a weekend morning not a weekday. I took a deep breath, trying to clear my mind, I reached for my phone, my fingers fumbling with the buttons as I tried to call Isa but there was no answer, just the sound of the ringing.

" Fuck", I muttered under my breath, realising I was truly alone in this.

I was about to put my phone back into my purse when I noticed a message I hadn't read before calling Isa.

12:10pm: Amelia,I'm sorry for leaving you, you'd fine your way back home right?. I love you hun.

" Of course I did", I scoff as I put the phone back into my purse. I took a deep breath, hailed a taxi, the neon lights reflecting off the wet pavement. I had to go home, to leave this night behind me, to forget it ever happened.

With one last look at the club, probably wondering why I decided t.o answer Isabella, I entered the taxi to go home