PRESENT-DAY
LONDON "Why is a traitor assigned to work with me on the new project?" Mason battered the ball with much force with his bat. The next ball is thrown at Jayden which he missed. "You are losing it. Ain't you?" Mason hit another ball. "You are going back to those days. What were you thinking?" Jayden kept his bat in position. When the ball is thrown, he struck it hard. "I didn't lose it. I was being professional." He wipes the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. "It has been six years anyway." "Exactly, Jayden. It has been six years. You still didn't get over her. And if I am right, you never stopped loving her." "You don't know a shit about me." "If anyone knows any shit about you, it's me." Jayden tossed his batShe wished it was a spam call whenever her phone rang. Being an introvert and surviving high school in a different country is one of the hard things one could endure. She always sat on a bench that was far away from the pupils and quietly had her sandwich with her headsets on. It was another passing day, another boring day, and another day in Nottingham. Ayla observed a silhouette of a girl walking towards her from the corner of her eye. She has no friends there and the mess Blake has created has slowly cooled down, so no one bothered her. And no one will. But she couldn’t help but pray that whoever was coming shouldn’t be for her. To her misfortunes, the pair of legs stood exactly beside the bench she sat on. She removed one of her earbuds slowly when she heard a vague female voice. The girl who approached was the girl who didn’t show up at the presentation before. Everyone knows that she came from Korea and even if they don’t, one can easily tell that she hailed from an As
PRESENT-DAY LONDON “How’s your over boring work?” Blake shouted amidst the loud music playing around them. “As awful as a work can be,” Ayla replied with the same loud voice. “What did your boss say?” Ayla shook her head while looking at the crowd gathered on the dance floor. She wondered if they are really happy and peaceful like they seem or if this pub is their only escape? Do they carry voids, unsettling feelings, and an unknown homesick as she does? If they do, would they find an answer? The only answer she once had is her job which was now become the biggest question in her life.
PRESENT-DAY, LONDON He had many reasons to justify why he did what he did. He was angry that his rare peaceful moments were once again, invaded by Blake and Ayla. It wasn’t fair for him that they are sitting together and enjoying while he was left with so much emptiness. His plan for an uninterrupted evening had failed. So he walked out containing all pain and anger for feeling that hurt even after all these years. And again, there she was stumbling on her own feet. He didn’t like how Blake left her like that on her own. She was rolling drunk. And again, he wasn’t supposed to be upset about how Blake was treating her. He has to get into his car and leave for his home. He couldn’t. His heart pounded wildly when he saw the truck. If he was a second away, she could have hit and possibly died. That very thought made him cringe. He succeeded in pulling her away. At least once in our lives, people encounter the moment of wanting to let go and keep captivated at the same time. It was
SEVEN YEARS AGO NOTTINGHAM It had been two days since Yeona met the two most handsome people in the world (according to her) after her Lee Min Ho Oppa. Ever since then, she had blabbered about how Ayla had feelings for Jayden that she saw her blushing when he waved at her. “It is not like that.” Ayla would say. “He is the first person who’s kind to me after coming here. So I respect him.” Yeona would pout at that statement and snap her head away. “Tamam(okay).” Ayla would say. “Mason and Jayden are the persons who are kind to me and helped me before you came.” Those words instantly cheered her up. But Yeona didn't stop her chatter. Both of them agreed to explore a new place in Nottingham and go home befor
A FEW YEARS BACKNOTTINGHAM Her life was like a wave. Sometimes calm, sometimes agitated, sometimes dangerous, sometimes dancing, sometimes low, sometimes alone and most times never stayed at the shore. It was her life- rising and falling. She used to feel like an odd man out whenever she sat for dinner with Noah, Evelyn, and Jack. As long as Evelyn tried to make her include in the conversation, asking typical questions about school, studies and friends, as long as Jack ignored her while burying himself in his phone and her dad not even once looked at her as if it’s a sin to even raise his head, Ayla could quietly finish the little that was kept on her plate. They never starved her and she knew that they will never do that. She is free to eat as much as she likes. But how to ask the strangers who are polite enough to make her stay at their place when her mom was sick, for food of her taste? She missed Adena Kebab her mom made, she missed the most painful waiting time when her m
PRESENT-DAY Ayla took a deep breath before she step into the lobby. “Tamam. Calm down. It’s gonna be fine.” She told herself.” She has been trying to keep herself at ease from the time she had touched her car keys. All her attempts to soothe herself had gone vain when she stood before the elevators and was greeted by the presence of the only man she decided to avoid for a time being. Why the hell is he taking the employee’s elevator? She stepped back thinking about the last elevator encounter with him. He wasn’t generous enough to let her drive along with him which was good. Because she doesn’t want that ride. Like expected and like last time, the door didn’t close on her. Indeed the closing doors are opened. He stood tall, demanding, and all bossy before her in a hooded sweatshirt which is not at all the kind of dress to be worn at an office. But again, he is Jayden Knight. For a man with such intelligence, diligence, and discipline, Jayden tends to do what pleases him the
The second she entered the elevator the only thought that crossed his mind is what would’ve happened if it was six years back. Closed and confined areas were their favorites. He could not remember how many times they made out when they found themselves in the closed places. Now a five feet distance was put between them which was odd if he thinks of their past and justifiable at the same time. He still has an effect on her. He knows that she is holding her breath, and feeling intimidated. She has every reason to do so. He enjoyed making her feel like that without giving a thought about what he is feeling in the first place. It was nice to have her presence, to breathe her scent and feel her existence in his life again. But every positive vibe he gets simply vanishes before he enjoyed them completely. &n
NOTTINGHAMFEW YEARS BACK What do you call it when your heart skips at his text, at his sight, at his words? What do you call it when you wait for his text every freaking second even though you know it is not most likely there’s a reason or need to text you? What do you call it when you feel crazy butterflies inside your stomach?Insanity. Her inner voice shouted. Overloaded. Who is she kidding? She knew its insane. How can she possibly develop feelings even though her brain had continuously shouted not to do that? What damage would it do anyway? Break your heart, maybe. Screamed her inner voice. But it’s not like she is in love with or at least she thought so. She only admired him and wanted to be nearer to him. Probably it was the first step a heart could take in the process of shattering itself. Ayla was too consumed with her own feelings and their justifications to realize that. It wasn’t intentional when Ayla and Jayden first met at the café. Soon it was everything b
AYLA | NOW My hands are clammy. I stared at the road ahead, sitting in Jayden’s fancy car. The speed hit over 70, and when the hood of the car opened without me asking for it, I released a breath of relief. I closed my eyes, my face towards the sky, and the wind swayed my hair. It’s going to be a mess, I’m sure. But I enjoyed this moment. The wind, the freedom, the thud in my chest, the moment of no thoughts, the clarity in my bones, I love everything about this moment. Did I ever think that I would have someone to depend on completely? That’s exactly what I am doing. I am trusting him with my heart, and my body. I am going to take the leap of faith in him, in us, and I hope fate plays in our favour. We entered into a sumptuous upscale street with many apartments and villas here and there. Either side of the road is lined up with maple trees. I bet it looks more beautiful in the daytime. Jayden stopped the car in front of a tower. Of course, it’s a skyscraper, or how else w
AYLA | NOW I hugged my diary and wiped my tears. I had something I thought I'd never have: a father figure, a brother, and a man, my man who loved me unconditionally and who protected me."Nothing you do will make him leave you." Henry told her. And somehow I did something that made him leave. But he came back for me. He said that he came back for me six months after he left, which is exactly two months after I woke up, and he saw me in Blake's arms. That must have hurt. He felt betrayed. I think I can finally see his pain. He was ready to give Ayla a chance even though he believed that his father died because of her. His love is incomparable. How did I get that lucky? How did it all go down? For now, I closed the dairy. My body and mind were desperate to see him, see the guy who gave me the world, and nothing about him changed now, even though I didn't remember him. I squealed in joy as I got ready for the office, putting some extra effort into my hair and make-up. I chose a two-p
AYLA | THEN He is crazy. She is going to kill him for sure. He even locked her in the car, went to the department store and bought condoms. Not just one but ten. She will kick him on the bed and lock him in the washroom. Then she will sleep while he begs her to open the door. "I swear, Jayden. If you don't take me home today, I might kill you accidentally." "I am taking you, home." He said so casually without giving a second thought about what his words were doing to her, they were giving her hope which she didn't want. "I am not ready for this." She yelled. "You're more than ready." She was. She is. She knows it. She also knows how addictive his touch can be, how blissful his kisses can be and how peaceful she'll be with him. She will be addicted to happiness. That's what her relationship is with him, pure happiness. That's what makes it more precious and fragile. It can be broken. A month away from turning eighteen Ayla already knows that she wants forever w
AYLA It became hard to breathe. It has been two weeks. Two weeks since the break up. Two weeks since she talked to him, since she received a text from and heard about him. She is the one who left. She is the one who ended. He made that so clear. But it hurts. A part of her wondered if he missed her. A part of her wondered why he didn't call her. Did he move on? Of course, he would. He is Jayden Knight. He can have anyone. He said they were a mistake. Of course, he wouldn't regret this. Ayla on the other hand, felt suffocated. She stared at her phone, waiting for his call, even though she knew she wouldn't change her mind if he did and read their old conversations. When will this year be over? When will she find a new city? There are too many memories everywhere. She didn't realise it till now. But Jayden showed her every place in the city, and kissed her in every corner. Her heart swelled at the thought. How long will it take for the pain to go away? She forgot how she used t
JAYDEN | THEN Something changed between them. Ayla became distant again. Ever since she cried in his arms, she started to avoid him. She cried in front of him before without feeling insecure or inferior. It took a lot of time for her to open up. Now, she went back to being reserved again. Jayden was left with a nibbling feeling inside. Something was off. Something was off between them. She kissed him back when he kissed her. It wasn't just the same passion. She said I love you too, when he said, I love you. It wasn't just the same intensity. She didn't pick up the phone after the third ring or the fourth like she usually does. She barely replied to his messages. Her windows weren't opened anymore. Jayden stood, outside her house, staring at her dark room, not knowing where it all went wrong. He called her. It was 11 PM. She has been staying late for a year now. Sometimes they talked until 3 AM. She was online. But his messages were left unread. He lost it then. Gritting h
AYLA Blake joined me for the morning run today. "So?" He asked, panting. "You are going on a date with your boss. You are one lucky girl." I laughed at his words. "I feel like I am a character in a novel." "I hope it's a novel full of smut." I punched him in the stomach. He acted like he couldn't breathe and did a fake cry, holding his stomach. If I didn't know him better, I would have trusted he was really in pain. "I haven't forgiven you yet," I yelled at him and ran faster. He joined me soon. "I am really happy for you." He says. "Need help with what are you going to wear?" I shook my head, "It's weird to take your help for a date with Jayden. Given, you are enemies and all." "When can we move past that?" He asked me with a hope. "When I know the full story." "He became yours. Do you still need to know the full story?" I nod my head. "It is my story. I had to know." "Good to know that you are accepting your past while moving forward in presen
AYLA PRESENT | By this time in my life, I knew so many things about Jayden. They are more than I thought I would. Right now, he is angry. It is pure rage mixed with something else that became hard to comprehend for me. Is it hurt, pain or just love? "No, I left you at your father's mercy." His words came out as a whisper with a heavy tone as though it was hurting him to talk with me. "I don't understand," I told him, confused. I came to Steph's cabin hoping to see him. A million thoughts ran in my head about how I would greet him after the kiss. I tried hard not to blush because he would grin like a devil. But never did I imagine, it would be like this. "Of course, because you don't remember." That's all it took for him to break me, a simple and stupid accusation. He was walking out without even looking back after throwing those few sharp words at me, and I started to realise the effect he had on me. I thought he was
AYLA A FEW YEARS AGO Her bedside clock read 11:45 PM. Her mom would never let her use her phone at that time. After sitting in the same position for an hour and a half, she got up slowly. A few times, Evelyn knocked at her door. But she ignored it. The knock came again, making her sigh. After all, it's not Evelyn's fault. She held an ice pack in her hand when Ayla opened the door. "I am sorry for what happened." She told her, handing over the ice pack. "You did nothing," Ayla said, taking the ice pack. "Thank you." She said in her hoarse tone. Then, Evelyn did the most unexpected thing. She took a strand of hair to the back of her ear in a motherly way. "You're a good girl, Ayla. I know that. Eda has raised you well. It's just your dad hated her. And he hates the knights. We had a long rivalry with them, and it made him furious. Otherwise, your dad wouldn't have. .." "He has never been my dad, Evelyn. Do not try to justify what he did. He slapped me because
Her house was situated at the end of the street. She could see the beautiful gardens perched on the lawn of each mansion she has passed by. 'I could do it,' she thought. Just another minute and she will be inside her room, and he can't hurt her, or at least she thought he couldn't. His truck is still after her, following her into the house. Jack just came out of the house looking at her suspiciously. His gaze shifted to Nathaniel who shortly followed her. Nathaniel is taller than Jack but not as tall as Jayden. He has a muscled body and if something happens, Ayla was sure that would happen, she can't outdo him. He looked dangerous, and he got big hands. Something about that terrified her evenmore. She saw him leaning towards Jack and whispering something, and Jack looked at her with spite in his eyes a second later. * An eerie silence settled over the dinner table. Something is off or it's her fear of Na