CHAPTER 26- WHY ARE YOU PRETENDING


    Ryan stopped on his tracks as her words fell; he stood there watching the girl picking up the paper


    nes and retreating to her bed. Sitting on it she took theic book which was left open and started


    reading it, totally disregarding Ryan and his presence. A bad feeling stirred within him as he asked,


    "Aren''t you sick?" The girl nodded a no and immersed herself deeper into the book.


    The man stood goofily on his spot watching her behave stranger than usual, didn''t she say she would


    be happy if he came back earlier then why was her reaction totally different to the one he had


    imagined. Ryan was sure that something was quite not right but how was he supposed to find out. He


    asked, "Is something wrong?"


    Bee didn''t bother to look up at him, she was feeling empty and wanted to send somewhere empty. She


    still needed time to repair herself and was not at all willing to have any kind of interaction with him in


    the meanwhile. She kept the book aside and fell back on bed, pulling the nket to her head she said,


    "I am sleepy. You should leave."


    Anger started to bubble up inside the man but he balled his fist to push down his urge to strangle her.


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    Just why can''t she say what was up with her, he was no mind reader to stop it out all by himself. He


    asked, "Are you not happy that I am back?"


    His question was like a stone thrown away in ocean with no reactioning back from the other side;


    she was asleep already. The man could feel himself slowly loosing his patience and this was even


    visible in his tone which was getting a bit irritated with the passing questions, "Bee, I am telling you...


    Don''t show your attitude to me."


    Bee, "..."


    "Are you testing my patience?"


    "..."


    "What the f*ck is wrong with you?"


    Hearing him cursing Bee threw a judging nce him through the nket. Ryan was at the verge of


    exploding at this point, he yelled, "What? What are you looking at?" Bee couldn''t help but get her eyes


    welled up; she lips started to tremble as she sank deeper into her nket. Even though she managed


    to hide under the nket her movements were still picked up by Ryan''s watchful eyes. Her timid


    actions were like a harsh p which pulled him back to reality. He immediately forgot to be angry and


    regretted yelling at her, "I am sorry... I am really sorry! Don''t cry..." He tried to calm her down, little did


    he know that the girl was not crying because he yelled at her but because of the pain which was welling


    up in her heart.


    If it was yesterday she would have felt happy seeing that he cared but now, when she knows that he


    was in love with someone else and was really only treating her nice because she saved his life she felt


    awful.


    All he felt for her was gratefulness and not affection.


    Tears started to pour down viting her eyes, her hushed sobbing made him loose his mind. He sat


    down beside her and asked worriedly, "Why are you crying? Tell me who made her cry, I will make


    them pay ten folds back."


    "Tell me, Bee. What happened?" He tried to make her stop crying but the girl wasn''t stopping even for a


    bit. Atst frustrated he started to pull her nket which she used to cover her face in attempt to see


    her face and satiate her more but the girl wasn''t willing to back off. Panicked she tugged on her


    nket, refusing to let him take it.


    The more she protested the more angry he got; he tried to calm her down but when she wasn''t willing


    to even look at him he felt daggers stab inside his chest. The pain was so unbearable that he started to


    hate this feeling of suffocation her tears gave him. He had to make it stop before he looses his temper


    and harms the reason he was feeling that way.


    He pulled the nket with all his strength, literally ripping it apart to see her little face soaking wet with


    her tears. She looked pale and helpless, crying her heart out for no reason at all. He grabbed her


    shoulders and picked her up; Bee closed her eyes out of fear and started to push him away.


    This little protest of hers was like a match stick ignited in a room full of mmable; he immediately


    exploded in wrath. His grip on her shoulders tightened as he started to jerk her vigorously; poor Bee


    couldn''t help but scream in pain and fear. She had never seen him this angry, not even that night when


    he busted her in bathroom.


    Ryan was blinded by anger, pouring all his anger on his grip on her he shouted, "Just what is wrong


    with you. Stop crying! I said stop crying..."


    Bee was choking up on her own tears but he was not at all stopping; she huped and wailed to see


    no scope. Her arms started to feel numb within his ghostly grip; unable to contain it anymore she


    started to yell, "Let me go... It hurts..."


    "Stop crying... " He yelled back at her. Little Bee was unable to take it anymore; she had many things


    welled up in her that she wanted to say but had no idea how to voice it out. But all of a sudden she too


    felt herself getting angry in the way he was treating her.


    She mumbled slowly, "Why are... You pretending?" "What?" Ryan heard her clearly but was not unable


    to guess what she was trying to mean by that. He stopped jerking her like a lifeless doll and looked into


    her eyes only to see her turn away her eyes off him. She continued controlling her tears, "You... You


    don''t care about me! You treat me good... Because I saved your life. You have no feelings for me. You


    are just putting on an act."


    Ryan looked at her for a brief moment before pulling her closer to him, with his face few inches away


    he asked grimly, "What do you mean?" Bee snorted and huped before calming herself down, "You


    can never love me... I can never be her, right!" Ryan''s face turned visibly pale when he heard his own


    words from her mouth; he looked at her nkly not letting her guess his thoughts or emotions. Bee


    didn''t care what he was thinking and proceeded with her words, "If you can''t feel anything for me then


    why are you trying to shove yourself in my life. Go... Go back to your Cathey. You have her then why


    are you pretending to be considerate of me?"


    Ryan''s face turned as pale as a ghost when he heard her words and particrly at the mention of that


    person. He mumbled mindlessly, telling himself that his ears were deceiving him, "What... Did you


    say?"