Destined

“Please carry the things carefully, sir. It has glass dishes,” Charlotte said as they carry her stuff to the truck. The worker nodded with a smile. She then turned her attention to Noah who came out of his room.“Do I look good in this shirt?” he asked in doubt. It’s evident from his face that he doesn’t like wearing that floral printed shirt which Charlotte bought for him a month ago.“You look too cute and handsome baby,” she smiled caressing his wavy black hair for that he smiled lightly.“Have you packed your backpack?” she questioned.“Yes,”“Great,”Today the sun is shining brightly after the light rain yesterday. The skies were so clear and Charlotte watched that sitting on Noah’s bed. But her apartment is somewhat dark since it is located in the middle of the two other apartments and has limited windows. Noah carrying his bag in his shoulders ca

“Jax-son! Jax-son! Jax-son!”The entire crowd chanted his name as he got up after the deadly punch from his opponent. The crowd didn’t lose hope because they know he’s going to win anyway, it’s his way of keeping the game interesting.He never allowed anyone to hit him hard like this, this is the first-ever time he was badly hurt. He wanted to experience the height of pain and then wanted to come back to finish the game. His cheeks, eyes, and all his face are bruised. Blood oozing out from his mouth but he carried a smirk looking at the opponent, Serbio. In fact, he is his favorite among all other players. His punch will have a strength compared to others.Serbio again kicked his stomach and Jaxson spat the bloody saliva on the floor. Jaxson breathed rapidly, his vision blurred, and his entire body is burning in the pain. He understood that this is the pain he wanted to experience. Before Serbio could make another move. Jax

**Flashback**“How can you do this, John?” Charlotte's mother Frances asked her husband who’s drinking in this evening time skipping his work. He didn’t care about what she’s saying and took another sip from the bottle.“Please stop drinking this shit,” her mother cried taking away that bottle.“Give me that fucking bottle,” John warned his wife. But when she didn’t give it he pulled the bottle from her hand and pushed her aside.“You’re ruining yourself and this family, John,” her mom started crying.“Shut the fuck up, Frances. You don’t have to tell me what I have to do,” his father gritted in anger because he’s drunk, or else he wouldn’t talk like that.“This is wrong; you’re not understanding me. Let’s get a divorce I don’t want to waste our daughter’s life.”John banged the table

**PAST**Charlotte poured some milk on her glass and sat on the couch. Today her mom was not well so she’s staying in-home, and her dad went to work. Charlotte suggested that she will skip school today to look after her mom but Frances doesn’t like that idea.Munching the apple, Charlotte reminded of Jaxson, his eyes gave a feeling that she couldn’t put in words. Yesterday after seeing his attitude she felt it’s better to never cross his path thinking he might be a bully.Taking her bag, Charlotte came out of the house. Her mom was sleeping after taking her medicines so she didn’t disturb her. Listening to her favorite songs, she made her way towards school carrying an umbrella over her head as it’s mildly raining.When she entered her class, Charlotte felt surprised to see her unoccupied place where she usually sits and her eyes landed on the seat where she sat yesterday and found Jaxson is sitting the

10.Jaxson slightly increased the volume in his music player when Pink’s we will rock you started playing. Charlotte knows it’s his favorite song and slowly turned her eyes to the front mirror. She saw Jaxson humming the lyrics and driving the car enthusiastically. Her lips curled in a smile, she can’t help but remind me about their old times, their first car ride and their kiss, and those passionate moments. Those are always her favorite memories to recall over and over.