DARK SEVENTY: RECALLING THE HISTORY III
Blake's POV:
Bundles of warm breath, touching against just below my ear made me flinched a little as I forced my eyes to open. I carefully turned my back to see the giant, still sleeping oh so peacefully. It's pretty hard to move because of his muscular arms on my waist, and I urged myself not to chuckle at the sight of his half-opened mouth as drools drop off his lips. I peeked at the wall clock to see it's 7:25 in the morning as I let out a yawn. I carefully lift his arms off my waist cause as much as I want to sleep, I can't because we need to eat. Good morning, Blake. Time to get up now.
"Where are you going, baby?" Deep voice filled my ears, making me jump involuntarily.
"Um, to the bathroom? I need to brush my teeth. Go back to sleep." I said while untangling his arms off my waist.
"I wanna
DARK SEVENTY ONE: RECALLING THE HISTORY IV"Hungry? It might take a few minutes to serve, why don't you get some milk?" He said while looking at the pan, making me nod.It's getting weird now. He always has his phone with him, so there's no reason not to pick up a call. He didn't even say a word about going out, or somewhere. Did something happen to them—No, there's no way. I just need to calm right now, it's not helping. Maybe, he's just busy. Yeah, they are just busy with something. Don't think like that, they're all fine. I sighed while opening the fridge as I grabbed the carton of milk before walking back to the dining room. My head tilts in confusion when I see Luca serving the table as he looks at me with a grin."You okay, Blake? What's with that long face? Come here, Baby." He grumbles while pulling the seat and I feel heat crept up on my face. I'm still not used to him,
DARK SIDESChapter 1:Waking up with the sound of his ringing alarm, he rolled his tiny body as he searched for the little machine that still keeps on making his ears twitch. He reached his hand out to end his never-ending agony. Smiling through his victory as he could finally feel the metallic surface of his alarm clock, he immediately pressed his index finger on the button and heaved a sigh."Konan, you need to get your ass up now or you'll be late for your class." A sweet yet sassy voice was heard from god knows where."I don't want to... Let me sleep, Len." He protests, rolling his body through the other side of his king-size bed."Konan... You know that rolling your body over and over won't make me change my mind." Lenan said as he made his way to the other side to shake this sleeping log o
DARK SIDESChapter 2:As the two decided to go, hopping on the school bus with a smiling face from Lenan and a speechless frown from Konan. Well, that's quite usual for him tho. They were being welcomed by the stares and glares from their schoolmates.Who knows if Konan can't see, right? Well, he can feel the eyes that are looking at him strangely. He couldn't help but think of something as he just bowed his head, trying to cope up with the reality that no one wants to befriend a blind kid. What misery."Konan? Are you okay?" Lenan asked, noticing his friend's doomed face. He reached out his hand as he gently guided him to sit. "Here... Sit... Oh, come on buddy! Don't give me that look. Gosh, you're ruining your cute face!" He said as he let his fingers make their way to his buddy's hair to fix while patting his shoulder."Oh come on! Give me a smile! Don't worry, let me handle these bitches." He sa
-First-class-Never did the nine-year-old boy thought of waking up in the cream beige colored room with a pile of operating stuff and machines with the sound of buzzing and beating monitors was an option. He never wanted to leave his mother alone. He never agreed to come with his monstrous father that led them to an accident, but what can he do if he was just a small boy with nothing but tears streaming down to his face. He never wanted to lay on the hospital's bed and be a weak one but, what can he do if it was destined to happen."Honey... W-What do you want for dinner?" The woman says strongly as he noticed his son moving. you can see the fear and misery from her eyes as the tears streamed down to her face. She decided to be strong for him."Eom-ma...What'shappening...W-Where are y-you?" Th
-Sleepover-The two little kids with a happy yet cheerful gaze found their way on their friend's house under the bright blue sky with beautiful scenery surrounding it. A beautiful mansion to be exact. They managed to go at the same exact planned time for their best friend's eight birthday party, sorry not sorry but they can't miss it for the world. As the ten-year-old Lenan who's now grinning at his seven-year-old brother made it to the mansion's gate, he waved his hands on the guards, giving them a genuine smile with a "Good morning angels" due to the fact that they're already familiar with the guards, same goes for the maids... They're well known for the workers because of their mother, being the head housekeeper for the Jungs. Once they entered the main door, they immediately ran to the k
-Treasured love-"Lenan! Let's play there! Konan! Come on! Blake! Hey Ken! Come here!" The nine-year-old Chris shouts happily, pointing his fingers on the playground's direction which they gladly obeyed...That's what they always do. Visiting their friends, banging on each other's house, and bringing their toys at the playground. It was an afternoon in December when they decided to have a mini picnic on their favorite spot...Little Chris happily brought his ball and a small gallon of strawberry flavored ice cream with Little Ken who managed to bring a bucket of fried chicken, cooked by his mother. As for Lenan and Blake, they only got the blankets and their toys with little Konan having their lunch, all cooked by their head housekeeper or should I say the mother of Lenan and
-See-through-"Honey... Why did you punch your classmate?" Yeri asks while caressing her son's soft cheeks with dried tears due to the heavy cry he got, "You know that's bad, right? Come on, I won't be mad... please tell Mama what happened. Blake, honey... Why, huh?..." She says calmly, sitting down in front of her son who's still sobbing."But... But he.. H-He said t-that y-you're just an m-maid..." Blake stuttered by, still sobbing, "And h-he said h-he... He said I'm s-stupid...And h-he t-took my l-lollipop...He s-stole it... You s-said that s-stealing is b-bad... S-So I p-punched him..." He said, lowering his face due to the embarrassment.Yeri just gives him a smile as she wiped the flowing tears coming from her son's eyes away. She's not surprised tho. She knows that her son is pretty strong, especially wh
-Bucket list-The two little kids found their way in the mansion's living room. when they decided to ask Konan's mother for permission to come when they agreed on their friend, Chris's idea of going to the cafe to play some arcade games with their squad, including Lenan, Chris, and Ken. They found their subject watching some movies as they heard her mumbling some words. Sneaking on the couches, they looked at each other's gazes and start mouthing a count, one... Two..."Mama Soo!, can Konan come with us, please?..." Little Blake said, looking at his best friend's' mother with his ever pleading eyes, "don't worry, Mama Soo! We will be here before five! Or before you know it!" He says as he turned his looks on Konan who's now grinning at him while nodding at the agreement.Well, his so-called Mama Soo was l
DARK SEVENTY ONE: RECALLING THE HISTORY IV"Hungry? It might take a few minutes to serve, why don't you get some milk?" He said while looking at the pan, making me nod.It's getting weird now. He always has his phone with him, so there's no reason not to pick up a call. He didn't even say a word about going out, or somewhere. Did something happen to them—No, there's no way. I just need to calm right now, it's not helping. Maybe, he's just busy. Yeah, they are just busy with something. Don't think like that, they're all fine. I sighed while opening the fridge as I grabbed the carton of milk before walking back to the dining room. My head tilts in confusion when I see Luca serving the table as he looks at me with a grin."You okay, Blake? What's with that long face? Come here, Baby." He grumbles while pulling the seat and I feel heat crept up on my face. I'm still not used to him,
DARK SEVENTY: RECALLING THE HISTORY IIIBlake's POV:Bundles of warm breath, touching against just below my ear made me flinched a little as I forced my eyes to open. I carefully turned my back to see the giant, still sleeping oh so peacefully. It's pretty hard to move because of his muscular arms on my waist, and I urged myself not to chuckle at the sight of his half-opened mouth as drools drop off his lips. I peeked at the wall clock to see it's 7:25 in the morning as I let out a yawn. I carefully lift his arms off my waist cause as much as I want to sleep, I can't because we need to eat. Good morning, Blake. Time to get up now."Where are you going, baby?" Deep voice filled my ears, making me jump involuntarily."Um, to the bathroom? I need to brush my teeth. Go back to sleep." I said while untangling his arms off my waist."I wanna
DARK SIXTY NINE: RECALLING THE PAST IIBlake's POV:I hiss when I feel a sting on my back, but I shrug it and continue to walk. When I reached the living room, I saw Koniee. I feel a smile tug in my lips, as I hurry my feet towards the couch where Koniee is sitting. When it's only inches away from the couch, I jumped before I landed on Koniee, making him groan. I chuckle and kiss his cheeks."You smell good, Koniee! Look, I saw a phone inside my pocket. But I don't know whose phone is this." I say and continue to hug him, I know he misses me so much, that's why he doesn't make me go away. He would always brush me whenever I'd be hugging him, but now he doesn't!"Isn't that the phone Lenan bought you?" Koniee asks, as I let go of him to look at the phone he says Lenan bought me. I raised my brows in confusion."Why would Lele buy me this phone, Koniee? This is
DARK SIXTY EIGHT: RECALLING THE HISTORYThird person's POV:"L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.His eyes widened in terror, as he felt a metallic thing around his left ankle. A wave of pain once again flowed in his stomach, as he felt his throat drying, desperately yearning for water. He then stopped moving when he remembered the last thing happened before he woke up there. His eyes were blurry and a man he assumed Luca started touching his body."O-oh my God, n-no..." He gasps and clasps his hand in his mouth, as he tries to stifle his cries. He feels like throwing up, but there
DARK SIXTY SEVEN: REPEATING THE HISTORYThird person's POV:[THE DAY WHEN THE SYMPTOMS CAME BACK: REPLAY]"Hey, Lele! Konan! Look! I invited Chris and Monie to come here and guess what!?" Blake says loudly while running to the living room of their shared apartment. "He said yes! But that's not the thing, he said they're going to eat with us!" He exclaimed while dancing at his victory."What?... Wait... Did you just invite them without asking me!?" Lenan asked as he gave him a glare only to receive a nod from his brother. "Oh God help me with this stupid brat!" He said as he facepalms.And there's Blake just smiled, brushed and ignored him as he made his way to konan who's just listening to them. "Hey, Konan..." He shakes his shoulder while giving him a smile. "You're okay with them, right?" He asked, receiving a nod from his friend.
DARK SIXTY SIX: THE SENSE OF THISLuca's POV:Third person's POV:Laying on the ground, were the two love birds, sharing warmth under the night sky surrounded by the shiny stars under the domination of the moonlight. It was so soothing that neither of the two of them wanted to get inside where they were supposed to be now. The breeze was cool, enough for them to find the heat from each other, as the shadow of trees made it more beautiful to their sight.Blake had his feet swaying side to side with his palms resting above his chest, feeling his abnormal heartbeat and the summersaults dancing inside his stomach. His eyes were closed, as he started thinking of the good memories he had with everyone. He's that innocent and pure, enough to get deceived by anyone who decided to. Then there's this memory of them, exploding inside their pants, making his cheeks blush.Surel
DARK SIXTY FIVE: DEJA VUBlake's POV:Why do I feel like something weird is really up? And if something weird is really up, this is stupid. Feeling my head, as I try to open my eyes, I hiss at the pain surrounding my head. I try to sit up on this ground, I wasn't lying on a bed, it's not a bed. As I try to sit up, I struggle with my back. When I got the strength to open my eyes, nothing welcomed my sight. I gasp when I don't seem to see anything, but black.I tried to look for a light, and saw a hole from the ceiling. Where am I… Why is it so familiar?[Flashback]"Oh, sei sveglio, ragazzo. How's your head?" his deep voice that screams roughness suddenly rings, making me let out a squeal in surprise, but I don't look at his face. Not knowing that I'm burying my face onto his hard chest."Let me see your face, baby." He said groggily, he really just woke
DARK SIXTY FOURBlake's POV:Previous…I didn't sleep well last night cause I wasn't feeling like sleeping. Luca literally slept like a log while I was watching every movie. I think I watched 6 movies or 5 last night. And now I'm forcing myself not to let out a yawn because if I do, Luca will not let me go with them and he will let me sleep here. But I'm fine, I can manage.I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the plates clicking. I stood up and picked up my plate before I saw them sitting there while staring at me. "Are you okay, Blake?" Luciano asked, and I immediately nodded."Y-yeah, I'm good. I'll do the dishes!" I exclaimed, and heard them chuckling. I raised my brows in confusion, as Luciano shook his head."You d
JADEN AND I [AVAILABLE ON GOODNOVEL]AUTHOR'S NOTE: YOU CAN DEFINITELY SKIP THIS CHAPTER AND MOVE FORWARD TO THE NEXT. THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH DARK SIDES.“Andie! Where are you? Son? Oh God, where is that kid?” Asked the woman to herself, looking for her son. She has her right hand rubbing her temples as she made her way to anywhere her feet would lead her. “God, where is that kid...” She sighed.Tiredness was traced on her face, showing how managing a small house and six children made her look like an old woman.From a small room inside their small house, a small kid walked. He had his head curiously turning side to side, while his sleepy eyes were looking for his mother. Sleepiness was etched in his face, revealing that he had been laying on his bed, and it made his button nose red.A yawn suddenly esca