Regina already left but her final words stayed in my head. Even after Sydney came back with her cup of coffee, i was preoccupied by the thought of Regina who mysteriously knows about the hidden pieces of puzzle i've been trying to connect ever since i got involved in their lives.I wanted to tell it to my bestfriend, badly. But seeing the bags under her eyes, i retreated myself. I'm well-aware that she's also stressed enough, with all the shits i'm getting in. I can't afford to triple the burden on her, to make her absorb another negativity from my fucked up life. She's too pure for this.I don't remember how i managed to fall asleep with chaotic thoughts running in my mind but all i know is Syd was beside me the whole time, and made herself busy by binge watching her favorite movie on her phone.My eyes were still closed but i slowly gained back my senses after falling into a deep slumber. The weird thing here is, i can no longer feel Sydney's presence and what completely got me is t
Now that they have finally met each other, i know i can never separate them again nor go in between them. I have to accept the reality that Damian will always look for a father figure and i can't hide him from Lorcan forever. So, i'm disarming myself, embracing defeat. Because basically, i don't think i can still play the game if my son is involved in it. It was an indecisive act and now, i'm stepping back. This is a better view, among any other views i was planning to see from him. Lorcan's arms around our little boy. I could even make it as a subject when i paint again."Mommy, Daddy, i'll just go to Auntie to tell her about this!" After the introduction and hug, Damian excitedly exclaimed and without waiting for our replies, he ran to leave the room with only me and his father.Yeah, right. I have to deal with another alone moment with this man. Thanks to you, baby.Pushing the prominent sarcasm out of my inner thoughts, i made a lift to eye Lorcan. He's meters away from my bed,
After almost a week of dealing with the chemical infested facility, the doctor finally agreed to discharge me. It's been four days since i left St. Claire Hospital, with a better feeling and successful recovery. But even after leaving the place, i feel like i'm still in a state of being sick, like i left the other part of me there. 'Cause right when our last conversation ended, his visits became consistent. Well, i already probed that it was just all because of our son. Who am i to assume? A torrid kiss wouldn't bend me down so easily. Besides, it was just a kiss. In fact, i could kiss many guys as much as I wanted to.But i chose not to. Because whether i like it or not, those last constructed words from him didn't let me sleep a peaceful night. It lasted not just in my head but also in the depth of my heart, in my troubled system and in my reviving soul. Every bit of it lingered like a permanent tattoo, up until now it still makes me wonder... haunts me, never gets away, staying ba
Lorcan was the first to break our eye contact. I was more than ready to speak my words for him if only mom's voice didn't come to interfere. "Savory red wine for both of you!" I directed my eyes to her, she was walking in not her usual double speed along with Dad but when she saw who's currently with us, her footsteps slowed down."Mr. Amadeus? What brought you here?" Dad asked languidly. I bit my lip absentmindedly."I'm visiting my child, Sir." Lorcan coldly made a response to my father who continued shooting him a hardened expression."Is that so..." Only that and Dad dismissively surpassed him to go to our position, so as mom who carefully put the two glasses of red wine on the center table. My mind was wondering about how they are suddenly reacting to Lorcan's presence way differently than how they see him before. I observed Dad, he doesn't look pleased like what used to fill in his face whenever it's about my ex-husband, knowing how invested he was in him, the both of them. W
"Can't construct a lame excuse?" One eyebrow's up, Lorcan asked.His back left the marbled wall, eyes staying on my nervous face. I licked the bottom of my lips, avoiding his treacherous depths, my eyes began wandering so as my mind was forced to explore more to any possible explanations to justify my decision.Yet at the very end, my inner ridiculous self still won the race."W-why are you here?" It came out of my mouth, absentmindedly. I bit my lip afterwards, realizing how stupid i am for making such a response.His thin lips formed an amused yet freezing cold smirk."Don't put another question to an already made question, Atasha." He toned dangerously.I gulped unconsciously, heart continued thumping hysterically. He started making a step closer until we were one foot away, my breath almost took away from me. Calm down, you little piece of stupid irrational organ!"W-well, i'm puzzled! Why were you pretending to be a waiter earlier? Are you perhaps spying on... us?" i suspected,
Trigger Warning: ViolenceI was slowly going back to my senses when i felt a constant motion of my body, shaking it slightly. Still clueless, i decided to open my eyes and the familiar narrow space, minty air freshener that diffuses evenly, and the last person i saw before i fell in a forceful slumber.Realization flooded in my head... I'm in Atticus' car and we're heading to God-knows-where. With my adjusting visions, i looked at the aforementioned man in the driver's seat. He looks utterly serious while maneuvering the steering wheel. I admit how hot and handsome he is in that angle but fuck that compliments! He's the culprit behind my loss of consciousness! He put some whatever drugs in my champagne so that he could take advantage of my vulnerability because i know he knows i'm the type who would cause him scratches and bruises first before he could make me go with him.But seriously? I can't accept this! He manipulated me with no pain, no sweat tp gain!"Quit your silly glares, t
Trigger Warning: Illegal Acts/ Violence"Don't provoke me, Atasha! I'm warning you!" Getting Atticus' threat passed through my ears, i slapped his hands and tried to maneuver the steering wheel. But he's still a man, strong enough to recover and i don't really expect him to give up easily. We fought over the control wheel while Lorcan's group kept on shooting at us. That idiot! They're making it hard for me to focus because i have to duck my head every time bullets fly on my way!"Bullshit! This is bullshit!" Atticus shouted angrily as i successfully pushed him and took over his Raptor.Heartbeats doubled, impending tears dried, i stepped on the brake as i thought of stopping, because Damian's bright smiling face flashed in my mind. My baby's too young, and innocent. I can't afford to leave him behind. I still want to spend more years with him until he graduates, gets the career he wants, builds a family of his own and until his hair turns grayish. I want to be there, i have to live
From being pissed to behaving like a cornered cat, the man named Baron who was aiming his gun at me seconds ago has this wide fearful eyes now to Lorcan, as he purposely let go of his gun, letting it fall on the floor, creating a disturbing sound that caught everyone's attention."Hah! Told ya! You're messing with the wrong missy." Aphrodite mocked him, her hand was clinging on my arm. She looks so thrilled about the situation while i can't find any reason why I should feel the same.I decided to turn my gaze to Lorcan and i realized he's not alone, he's with a tall man, bulky as him, has hair dyed in red, with shiny piercings and dimples on his smirking playful face. Lorcan caught my eyes, i gave him a confused yet accusing look."F-forgive me, Miss! Forgive my audacity! Forgive me, please!" My attention drove back to the man i bumped into a while ago and he was already kneeling, in front of me!His body was noticeably trembling, eyes were filled with impending tears, begging despera