HAZEL"I don't get it. If we're talking about the same criminal then why not just put the suspect behind the bars?" I almost screamed in frustration.No body said anything.Right.I took my jacket and stormed out. What the fuck is wrong with them? Just because the suspect is related to the country's biggest billionaire, we can't let him go.Damn rich people. I fucking hate them."Hey princess, calm down." I heard the familiar voice. I snapped my head and found Justin walking out with two cups of coffee in his hand.I took it from him and sipped on the coffee. "Don't call me that.""Why? Aren't you princess?" He grinned.I rolled my eyes. Jerk."You know, you need to calm down. Although you're our team caption, we just can't afford to lose our job, do we? When it comes to money and power, we can't just do anything even if we're detectives in the crime branch." He sighed."That's the point. I'm not doing just anything. He's the fucking suspect for killing three people, how can we let hi
HAZEL "Are you okay?" I asked Justin, passing him the cigarette after inhaling it."That fucker was lying all along." He chuckled."At least he's alive and safe." I muttered under my breath, taking the cigarette back from him."I know.""Let's not talk about him, shall we?" I passed him a weak smile to which he nodded."I'm going back to the club; I need a fucking good sex." He sighed."Count me in." I smirked.As we reached the club, both me and Justin went on your separate ways.But cheers to my bad luck, I didn't find any man who's seems worth spending my night with and when I saw Justin, that bastard was freaking surrounded by women.I tiled my head.I went to him and grabbed his wrist. "Sweetheart, you're randomly flirting with other women when your girlfriend is having a hard time." I faked a frown.He gave me cringe look but walked with me to the bar."This is not fair dude. It's not my fault that you can't find a guy." He whined."Instead of sex, let's drink after all we both
HAZELAs we reached his house, my jaw literally hangs open. You got to be shitting me. The house is so fucking big and gorgeous.I rolled down the sleeves of my uniform and waited patiently at the gate when Justin showed his ID to the guards. We were granted permission to enter inside and that's when my eyes flicker in awe. The interior was so classy and rich. I've never seen something so marvellous like this.Snap out, Hazel.I shook my head and were led by a man in black suit to the study room. He excused himself and went out of the room once we entered.We sat on the couch and looked at each other. Atlas Barrette was yet not here.I took out my phone and started scrolling through it. There was nothing much to see, just random messages in my Instagram DM. I rolled my eyes. I hate creepy flirt texts. Blocking them, I looked at my follower list which was mainly of my high school batchmates and few from college. There's hardly anyone from the work place because I love posting random pi
HAZEL He didn't say anything. He just took steps towards me till we were only breath apart. My heart started hammering against my chest when his strong cologne hit my nose. I tilted my head and he indeed seems different than before. Ten years did their work on him. His fine chopped hair, sharp jawline, clean subtle, green eyes, perfect lips, broad chest, six feet tall, Armani suit, Rolex watch, crisp white shirt, tattoo on his forearm- they're all new and different. He wasn't like this before. The man stood in front of me isn't the Atlas whom I knew, he's the billionaire about whom I know nothing. He looks fine, not just fine, he looks gorgeous."Hazel""Let's be professional and forget our past. I'm your security head and you're my employer, let's not cross the line, shall we?" I said, taking a step back from him."You know I can't." He bit on his lips and looked everywhere but at me."You can, Mr. Barrette. It's been ten fucking years, we're not the same anymore. Hell, I'd rather k
HAZEL"Hot sex? I'm going to puke, Hazel." Justin clenched his stomach once we were alone in our room at Atlas house.I waved my hand to dismiss him and jumped on the bed. Damn, it is soft and comfortable."Are we really going to pretend this?" He asks."Yep.""Why, Hazel?"I exhaled a sigh. "He was freaking going to shoot himself. I asked him to stay away and he said he can't. I hate him, Justin, I do but I would never wish him dead."He shook his head. "Has he lost his mind?""I don't know. Don't care.""Okay then, I'd help you and that bastard too. I don't want him dead either." He snorted.I went to washroom to take a shower and since I haven't bought my stuffs yet, so I borrowed Justin's t-shirt to wear.Damping my wet hair with towel, I found him asleep. I smiled at him. He's the only constant person in my life.Stealing his headphone, I plunged it into my ears and blasted some random songs. Walking out of the room, I went to kitchen and searched something in the fridge to eat.
HAZEL "I need to sleep." I whispered to Justin who ignored me. Resting my head over his shoulder, I pressed my eyes shut. "Your shoulder is so comfortable, man." I added, half asleep."Good morning." A voice snapped me out of my sleep and I quickly get up from the couch along with Justin to greet Atlas."I need to go on a foreign trip for five days. Would you two accompany me?" Atlas asked."As if we have any other choice, do we?" I snorted. "We'll go." Justin said, nudging me. "I'd like to apologise on behalf of my sister, Justin." He said to him. Justin just gave him a curt nod. I borrowed T-shirt from Justin and put on my cop's joggers. I still haven't gotten any chance to bring my clothes and other stuffs. And then there was Justin, in olive joggers and black t-shirt, he looked fine. Why can't I be as good looking as him? It's such a shame. I sulked, looking at him. He knew exactly what I was thinking and gave me a smirk. "Don't be jealous, princess." "Piss off."We were es
HAZEL Then he put few paper bags on the bed and smiled. I looked inside the bag and found sanitary pads, chocolates, Chinese takeout, pack of Advil and chamomile tea, truffle pastry, cotton shorts and cotton tank top, nude bra and panty, lavender oil, hot water bag, scented candles and a bag full of snacks. I looked at him in surprise. "When did you get all these?""When you were asleep.""Right." I let out a laugh to cover up my embarrassment. He did all these for me? "How did you know that I'm about to have my periods?" A shallow blush crept up to his neck. "You're always sleepy when you're about to have your periods. Also, I saw you clenching your stomach plus it's thirteen, you always used to get your periods around this time of the month."My jaw dropped in disbelief and then my eyes shifted to all the items that he bought. I crave Chinese and chocolates. I need Advil and hot water bag. I often prefer light cotton clothes and warm shower with scented candles. He remembered al
HAZEL What the fuck is wrong with me? How can I have such filthy thoughts? Hormones. Yes, I might be horny because of bloody period hormones. Once I'm done with my periods, I'm going to have sex with the first person I'll see in club. Yes, I'll do that.He finished massaging my belly and thankfully the cramps were now at ease but not my hormones. He lay down next to me and resumed the series on TV. As the time passes by, I became little engrossed in the show. After an hour or so, through my periphery I found him with his eyes closed. I propped on my elbow and turned to him. He might be asleep. Taking a moment to study his face, I couldn't help but smile. He grew up really well. And when my eyes fell on his lips, I couldn't help but wonder that do they still taste the same? Or better? I leaned my face a little closer to him and that's when he opened his eyes to look at me. I tried to pull myself away in a jolt but my hands slipped and I landed on his chest with our face merely bre
TEN YEARS BACK HAZEL “Hey, wake up.” I heard a familiar voice whispering next to me. I parted my eyelids and saw Justin tapping my shoulder. “What happened?” “It’s your turn to deliver the English project and yet you’re sleeping.” He pointed to the smart board.I quickly smoothen my hair and walked up to the podium. Rounds of hooting followed me and I couldn’t help but flush in all shades of red.Our homeroom teacher cleared his throat and gestured me to continue my project.I opened my ppt and proudly started the slide show. I’ve modified my project last night. Earlier I wrote that my dream is to become someone who’s loved by everyone. It was good with the words that I’ve molded everything. I would’ve gotten A+ for it easily but I never wished to become that. It was a lie to get good grades and to impress everyone in the school but after I talked to Atlas and heard his dream, I couldn’t stop myself from re-writing my whole project. So I made the project which says that my dream i
TEN YEARS BACKHAZEL “Have you completed English project. The due date is tomorrow?” I asked to divert the topic.He bit on his lips and exhaled. “Yes.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re lying, aren’t you?”“Yes.” He added, not looking at me.This boy!“Do you’ve a laptop?” I asked to which he simply shook his head.Okay.“Come with me to the terrace.” I said to him grabbing my laptop and walking upstairs to the terrace.I looked up at the sky which was full of stars and smiled when cool breeze touched my skin. I sat on the floor crossing my legs, asking Atlas to grab a sit next to me. Opening the word file, I looked at him. “Tell me about your dreams.” “I don’t have one.” He answered.I pointed at the stars and he followed my lead. “For a moment, forget everything about yourself. Forget about what kind of life you’ve lived or what kind of life you’re expecting in the future. Just think that you’re among those shiny little stars and you’ve given a chance to live the life however you wan
TEN YEARS BACK HAZEL “I’m sorry I’m late.” I breathed out once I practically ran to my car and found Atlas near it. I almost forgot that I’ve told him to wait. Unlocking the car, I asked him to sit which he gladly did. Once I started the engine, I looked at my wrist watch which read half past six. Shit. He must be waiting for three hours or so. I lost track of time with Justin and later he accompanied me to the library where I picked out few fictions for him along with some for Atlas. “How was your date?” His sudden question caught me off guard.“How do you know about it?” “Whole school knows.” He shrugged.“Right.” I let out an awkward laugh. “It was fun. Justin’s nice.” I added, excluding the detail that it wasn’t anything like date. God! This is so embarrassing! He must be thinking that I left him to wait for hours just because I was busy on my date. Well technically he isn’t wrong.We reached my home and I unlocked the door before stepping inside. “Freshen up, I’ll prepare t
TEN YEARS BACK HAZELI tucked the hairlock behind my ear and smiled. “The coffee tastes good here.” Justin smiled back. “Mhmm.” “You’re okay with going on dates with me, right?” He asked, passing me the cookies.I blushed. “Any girl from our school would die to go on date with you.”He leaned into his chair and smirked. “You look cute when you blush, you know that right?” My cheeks heated further. God! He flirts like a pro. “So, tell me something about yourself.” “I like white lilies and lavender fragrance. My favorite color is pink and I like rain. I prefer salad over anything. My favorite movie is twilight and..” “No. Shit.” But before I could complete my sentence, he cut me in middle.I raised my eyebrows and looked at him in nervousness. “I know that’s not you. So tell me about the real Hazel not the one she pretends to be.” I blinked, not knowing what to say. What does he mean by real Hazel?“And how do you know that what I told you was not real me?” I couldn’t help but
10 YEARS BACK “I’m sorry.” I apologized to Justin once I saw him. I totally forgot that he asked me for dinner last night. “No, problem. It’s pleasure to be stood by you.” He smiled. “Want to share table in cafeteria?” He asked.I smile, apologetically. “I’m so sorry, I really have something important to do.”“Woah man, you banging the school’s princess, huh?” Someone from his football team shouted from the back bench. My face turned beet red as everyone on the class started screaming and whistling. Football’s caption and popular girl. This is going to be part of our yearbook if we end up dating. “After school, coffee would be nice.” I whispered, trying my best to stop myself from smiling.“My pleasure, princess.” He winked. I went back to my seat and as I expected Alyssa and Sia were not happy. I faked a smile at them which they didn’t even bother to return. I turned around, cautiously to see Atlas who sat on his usual last seat near the window. His gaze met mine and I qui
HAZEL My head pounded as I opened my eyes, trying not to groan as a sudden nausea hit me.Remind me not to get drunk again.I get up lazily, rubbing my eyes and unconsciously I was about to roam my hand over the nightstand to find the water bottle but before that, someone handed me the glass full of water. I shot up my brows and found Atlas sitting on the edge of the bed. I took the glass from him and muttered ‘thank you’ under my breath when he passed me the Advil. I gulped it down my throat and walked straight out of the room to kitchen, ignoring him who followed me.“I’ve prepared a hangover soup for you.” He said, gesturing me to the table. I wanted to refuse the offer but it looked tempting. I really wated to eat something hot and delicious to cure my headache. I sat on the table and ate the chicken soup with rice noodles. It wasn’t tasty though. Quite bland but a bit salty. Anyhow it was edible. “How’s it?”“Not good but edible.” I replied, not bothering to act nice and lie
HAZEL “Don’t talk about your brother, I just hate his egotistical ass.” I replied, looking around as my eyes fell on a man who was staring at me from across the dance floor. I had an urge to roll my eyes and then flip him a middle finger before I realised that why I’m here. I’m pissed off and I’m here to fucking forget about the conversation I had with Atlas. “Will you join me on the dance floor?” I asked to Ava which just shook her head politely when a guy of around her age propped down next to her and tried to build up a small chat.“Enjoy.” I whispered into her ear and walked to the dance floor, emphasising extra sway on my hips.His eyes flickered at me with a smirk. Okay, that’s good. I might not be that good looking but occasionally I can attract opposite gender, right? As I reached closer to him, I took a brief look of him. He wore a black shirt, his hair neatly trim and blonde, he has a lip piercing that looked sexy though. “Dance with me.” He said, in a thick husky voice
HAZELI paced back and forth in my room, trying to figure out what Atlas said before. That man! God, sometimes I hate him to so many levels that I want to strangle but at the same time, I just can’t. I can’t because then I’d be dead too. He fucking crushed cigarettes in his hands just because I told him that I won’t marry him. What kind of fucked up situation is this? Calm down, Hazel.I took a deep breath and brought my attention back to Ava who was looking at me, hoping to get an answer that I had no idea about. “Your brother. He’s an asshole.” I breathed out. “We were not talking about my brother.” She whispers, a slight grin plastering on her face.Oh. Right.“I’m sorry- I was just…Please tell me where were we again?” I apologized.“I was asking that can you take me to some club?” She asked. “But Ava, it wouldn’t be safe.” She frowned. “Uh, okay.”I pinched the bridge of my nose. “We can go but you’ve to stay close to me.” She beamed with a wide smile. “Sure. Thankyou so mu
HAZEL Oh. Come on. “I was just joking, Atlas. I don’t want to marry anyone.”He smashed the cigarette in his hand most probably burning his skin. I clenched my teeth and forcefully tried to open his fist. After few failed attempts, I succeeded and threw the cigarette away. Scanning his palm, I saw a fresh burn mark. I get up to bring ointment but he held my wrist and pulled me back on the couch. “You’re burnt. Let me apply something or else you’d get a-”“Why can’t you marry me?” He cut me in middle.“It’s not about you. It’s about me. I can’t fucking marry anyone. I’ve never even thought about my wedding. And what the fuck is wrong with you, Atlas?” I yelled, controlling my urge to smash the glass filled with orange juice on the floor.“You’d marry me. Not now, not tomorrow but someday in future, most probably couple of years later. You’d marry me, princess.” He said, his voice hollow as he turned his face in my direction.My pulse throbbed in my chest. “Over my fucking dead body, M