Just Friends? by Marinette Hart (best feel good books .TXT) 📖

body increased. I clutched to my stomach and I started whimpering. “Crystal are you okay?” he asked as he held my arm. I nodded negatively as I couldn’t talk. Tears started falling out of my eyes as I rolled myself in towards my chest. I gasped heavily and Ivan panicked. He got up and wore his shorts with his shirt and grabbed a shit out of his closet to cover me with. He picked me up bridal style and took me downstairs to his car. The pain was not getting any better. “Hurry,” I cried. “We’re getting there,” Ivan panicked.

 

He took me out of the car and took me into the clinic to the doctor. He placed me on the white bed as she put the curtains around us. Ivan sat outside on the chair.

 

Ivan’s POV:

I impatiently waited for the doctor and Crystal to come out. I can’t believe what I had done. I had raped her last night! God I was so disgusted with myself. The doctor removed the curtains as Crystal was still lying on the bed. “Are you her significant other?” she asked. “Yes I am,” I replied. “Your partner has been engaged in a lot of intercourse and her body has become weak. Practically due to harsh intercourse,” she said. I looked at Crystal who laid here in pain. What had I done? I hurt the girl I love the most.

 

“I am giving you a cream that she has to apply on her vagina twice a day so she can heal,” she said as she signed the prescription. “Thankyou so much,” I said as I stuffed the prescription in my pocket and picked Crystal up. I walked to the car with her in my arms, not knowing how to face her. I placed her in the passenger seat and she looked away from my face. I was feeling so guilty. What I had done was unforgivable. I brought the medicine and started the car. “Crystal,” I called out in a low voice. “Don’t fucking talk to me!” she yelled. “I’m sorry,” I apologised with my head down. “Sorry? Ivan do you have any idea what you have done! You literally raped me!,” she told. “I know. I am so ashamed of myself. I am really sorry,” I said as my voice cracked and my eyes tearing up. She looked the other way still upset.

 

I drove us home and took her upstairs towards my room. “No! take me to my room,” she instructed. “Okay,” I said disappointed. I placed her on her bed and gave her the blanket. She didn’t even look at me. I stood there for a while hoping she’d look but she didn’t. I pecked her neck and left to my room. Anger was rushing through my head. I locked my door and threw everything off my dressing table to the floor. I walked into my bathroom and stared at my ugly self in the mirror. “How could you!” I yelled at my reflection. I punched the mirror and blood started dripping through my knuckles. Harry had managed to open my door by the duplicate keys and rushed in to the bathroom. “Sir!” he yelled as he grabbed my hand.

 

Pulling me out of the bathroom, he sat me on my bed and grabbed the first aid box quickly. I took my hand back as the anger still rushed through my head. “Give it to me sir,” he ordered, grabbing my hand back. He cleaned it up quickly so it wouldn’t get infected. “You know sir, she can’t be mad at you for long. Yous are made for each other,” he said as he bandaged my hand. I couldn’t imagine loosing Crystal. I can’t believe I had hurt her. I was always a victim of my anger but that was no excuse.

Chapter 27: Forgiven

 *hours later*

I laid on my bed restlessly as I thought about the pain Crystal was put through because of me. I never wanted to hurt her and my mind was so messed up. It was the first time in all those years me and Crystal had fallen into a serious argument. And it was the first time one of us ever hurt the other. This situation was not pleasing at all. I wish I could turn back time and fix this mistake. I couldn’t bare Crystal’s upset attitude towards myself. Nothing would happen if I lied there staring at the wall. I got up and decided to check on Crystal. She hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday and it was nearly 2pm.

 

She laid there sleeping peacefully on her bed. I sat down next to her as I placed my hand on her face. My thumb started rubbing her check softly. She was so beautiful. How did I get so lucky? I brushed her hair to the back of her ear. “mhm,” she mumbled as she turned her head and laid it on my hand. Harry knocked on the door asking if we were coming down for food. Crystal seemed to be at peace so I didn’t wake her up and I couldn’t eat without her. I sent him back down and gave the blanket properly on Crystal’s body. I walked out as she pulled my soul back but I didn’t want to face her upset face. I laid back into my bed and soon I drifted off to sleep.

 

*6pm*

I woke up from my restless sleep as I heard someone sobbing. I quickly got out of bed and rushed to Crystal’s room. I opened the door and found her crying into her pillow. She put her arm out and clenched her fist, signing me to come over fast and so I did. She sat up and dug her head in my chest as I sat next to her. “Crys, is it hurting a lot?” I asked with pain. “Yes,” she cried. “I am so sorry. This is all my fault babe,” I said as I hugged her tightly. “I triggered your temper, please forgive me. It wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t make that stupid joke,” she apologised. I held her close to my chest and texted Harry to bring up a plate of food. He came within minutes and handed me the plate of food. Crystal was still in my arms. “Babe, you haven’t eaten anything. Let’s eat,” I said. But she nodded no. I slowly pulled her apart and her eyes were swollen red.

 

I scooped some rice and took it to her mouth. She ate 4 spoons without complain and dodged the rest. Her mood was really off and she kept rejecting the food. I called Harry back and told him to take the plate down. I laid down next to her, putting the blanket on both of us. I help her hand with one hand and patted her head with the other until she fell asleep. Not realising I had also fallen asleep.

 

Crystal’s POV:

 

*Next morning*

I woke up to find Ivan lying beside me, his hand in mine. The sun shone on his silky eyelashes and his messy hair. I moved my head onto his shoulder and laid my other hand on his left side of the chest. I could feel his heartbeat which travelled through my palm into my heart. I didn’t know how to react to our situation, but I know that it was a mistake and Ivan would never hurt me on purpose. Moments later the maid came knocking on the door which woke Ivan up. “Crys, you’re awake,” he said lifting left side of the shoulder. I grabbed tighter to his arm making him lye back down. “No,” I huffed. His free hand went to my face and started rubbing beneath my eye. “Are you feeling better princess?” he asked. “Ahan, way better with you,” I said. I felt Ivan’s warm breath travelling on my face. “Forget whatever happened,” I said. “I’m sorry,” he still apologised. The maid knocked on the door again. “We’ll be down soon,” Ivan called. I was too comfortable in this position and didn’t want to let go.

 

“Babe, let’s eat some food. You didn’t eat anything since yesterday,” he said. Ugh! I took my head off his shoulder and sat up and looked at him with an angry pout. He got up and put his shoes on. I felt my legs still numb. I knew I wouldn’t be bale to balance. Ivan put his hand out to support me. His hand was covered in a bandage! “What did you do!” I exclaimed as I grabbed his hand and looked at it. “Uh, don’t worry let’s go,” he said as he grabbed my waist and took me to the bathroom. “No tell me,” I insisted on the way, but he ignored. He gently placed me down in front of the mirror. I had support by his wrapped hand around my waist.

 

I saw his struggle to put the toothpaste on the toothbrush with one hand. But it was the first time I had seen myself and Ivan together after we had become official. I stared at his reflection in the mirror in great awe. “I know I am hot,” he chuckled as he gave me my toothbrush. I saw my cheeks turn red and my face looked like a tomato. We quickly brushed out teeth and washed put faces. Ivan picked me up bridal style and took me downstairs to the dining table.

 

He placed me on the chair and put some butter on the toast as he handed it to me. “Eat it,” he said, making himself one. He sat next to me and watched me as I gulped every bite. I didn’t have much of an appetite. “Should I give you some chocolate,” he sarcastically asked. “Why do you even have to ask?” I said with bright eyes. “Finish this,” he instructed. His eyes didn’t leave my face. He handed me the glass of juice to drink. I quickly gulped it because I knew there was no way to escape it. I relaxed my body on the chair feeling a bit of energy. I grabbed Ivan’s hand and help it as I closed my eyes, relacing myself. I could feel his arm moving as he got up to grab some things to eat off the dining table. It was so quiet and peaceful.

 

I felt soft lips on mine. His other hand had cuffed my left side as he kissed me softly. It was such a beautiful feeling. He pulled apart and stood up. “Why?’” I asked. “Because you need rest,” he said as he picked me up again and took me to my room. He handed me the ointments which I applied. They stung my womanhood in the beginning but settled after.

 

*1 week later*

My injury had finally recovered and I tell you not. This guy has pampered me like I was 2 year old baby. I haven’t took a shower for a whole week either. It was early morning and Ivan was still sleeping. I rolled over and grabbed my phone, scrolling through tiktok on the lowest volume. Moments later I felt Ivan’s hand snake through my stomach up to my boob and hold it. “You’re awake,” I giggled. “Yeah,” he said in his sleepy voice. He put his other