Phoebe’s POV
He knew it
He knew it from the moment when the words left his mouth
It was evident from his guilt-ridden face that he crossed the line
You see this is what I hate, in normal situations like these; I would’ve probably lashed out. But this isn’t normal.
No
What we have is far from normal if we even have anything at all. Even though I stood stock still like a statue, my insides were hurting from excruciating pain. This is what I hate about mental sufferance, if the pain is physical; sure, just apply for a fucking medicine over it. But the mental pain, oh lord that was a whole different scenario.
The feeling was like a torturous nightmare you can’t get rid of, almost indescribable. Like someone tearing at your insides and you don’t even have any clue on where to apply the ointment or where to seal the wound.
I take a
Phoebe’s POVHis gentle fingers play with the loose strands of my disheveled hair as I rest my right cheek on top of his chest, over his heart, feeling the gentle rhythmic beat.“You know…” I lift my head from his chest slightly, instantly missing the warmth of his skin as I move away to stare into his hypnotic blue eyes, “Youreally knowhow to get a girl’s appetite back don’t you?”He chuckles lightly and turns to check the clock on his bedside which now reads 1:00 am.“I have my talents, what can I say?” He replies coyly.That wasindeedtrue.We have been going at it for four hours straight and right now my body felt like a total train wreck although I can’t say the same for him.“That you do…” I peck the spot right above his heart and feel the skin rising a bit quicker than usual underneath
Phoebe’s POVUnlike me, Blaze looked annoyed at the interruption but as his eyes land on top of my exposed cleavage peeking out of his shirt, he instantly pulls me off the table and hisses out, “Go get dressed, I’ll go and see who it is”I nod in haste and sprint towards the direction of the master bedroom which was thankfully away from the foyer from where the sound of footsteps was coming from.Once inside the confines of his large bedroom, I whip my head from side to side, searching for my clothes which were lying over the floor, strewn in all directions.I momentarily facepalm myself at the situation and instantly shudder thinking about this ‘unexpected visitor’.Holy shit, is it Noah by any chance?Without wasting any more time, I quickly get dressed and rush to the washroom to fix my appearance.As soon as I face the mirror, I cringe visibly when I see my disheveled s
Phoebe’s POV“Mr. Woodwards, what an unpleasant-unexpectedsurprise! Oh dear, please forgive my slip of the tongue” I say with fake cheerfulness and watch Nate’s smirk vanish from his face upon hearing the word ‘unpleasant’.Serves the asshole right!“Oh well, since Blaze Hunter spoke sohighlyof you in the event about your work, I couldn’t help but contact you” He emphasizes the word ‘highly’ and I resist the urge to hurl a hard object on his face.Tilting my eyes to the left, I eye the expensive china vase I received from an abroad client and think for a while.Would do the trick but having Jane as a witness to my display of violation won’t be the greatest idea.I knew that Nate was toying with me by bringing up Blaze’s name. If he wants to play a game, so be it!“Ah, Blaze Hunter&h
*Warning-Contains triggering content about self-harm and suicidal ideation*Phoebe’s POV“No, no, no, no” My hands clutch my hair painfully, almost pulling them from my head as I absorb the scene in front of me.Crimson red blood coated the entire floor around her as shreds of broken glass pierced inside her skin. Without paying any heed to the mess, I kneel on the floor beside her and pick up her face from the floor to rest it on my shoulder.“Ava, no, no, no. Don’t do this to me, no” My teeth start chattering as shivers run down my spine when I feel her cold body against my skin. With shaky hands, I remove the glass shards covering her, some of them prick my fingers and instantly blood starts oozing out of the wounds. But nothing matters.Nothing matters…NOTHING
*Warning -Contains triggering content relating to suicidal ideation*Phoebe’s POVBefore I can land another slap on his pathetic face, a pair of arms wrap around my torso, preventing me from doing it.“Shit! Pheebs, control!” I hear Kyle say behind my back as I struggle to free myself from his hold.“Who the fuck called this asshole here?! He doesn’t deserve to see her. It’s his entire fault!” I shriek out, not caring who heard me.“Wait, what?” Kyle says unsurely and as his arms loosen around me for a fractional second, I use that opportunity to free myself from his hold and charge towards Noah again, who’s staring at me with utter shock.Before I can grab hold of him, a familiar pair of arms wrap around me in a deathlike grip as I bawl my eyes out in frustration.Oh for fuck’s sake“Stop,
Phoebe’s POV“Your times up, sweetie”I break out of my daze and turn behind to see a middle-aged nurse hovering behind me, holding a metal tray containing various injections. I cringe at the sight of the numerous syringes and nod my head before glancing at my unconscious best friend for the last time.I exit the glass space and just like every time, I pause in front of the reception desk maintaining the ICU unit and ask one of the duty doctors, “Is her vitals ok?”The now-familiar doctor looks at me with the same pitying eyes and assures me that she’s recovering. But for some inexplicable reason, I find his words hard to believe.If she was indeed doing ok, then why isn’t she conscious yet?Just like always, I nod my head and exit the dark bleak interiors of the ICU room. My hands push past the polished wooden double doors as I walk out.As soon as I’m out, I e
Phoebe’s POV I stare at the TV listlessly just to feel the silent void that keeps on nagging me about all the things that have been going on. Honestly, with the way things escalated over the last three days, I don’t think I’ve ever had the time to just sit down and think about it all thoroughly, and not that I’m doing it, I feel like bawling my eyes out. For fuck’s sake, I almost lost my best friend! The mere thought of it brings fresh tears to my eyes. As much as I want to steer that image out of my head, I can’t. It’s like someone hard-wired it inside my brain. The vision of her inside her house, lying like a carcass with blood surrounding her… I shake my head to get rid of all those painful thoughts. Ava was hurting. She was hurting so much. My mind drifts back to all those times when she would cut herself because it felt euphoric to her and unfortunately, I can relate to that feeling. Both of us were self-destruct
Phoebe’s POVHe’s right. I feel guilty because I wasn’t a good friend. I shouldn’t be a good friend to Ava because I’m guilty. I shouldn’t feel obligated to help her because I feel guilt. I should be there for her because she’s my bloody best friend and I fucking love her.And suddenly it dawns on me;Blazeis the one who gave methispiece ofadvice. I don’t know what the fuck happened with Andres and honestly, I don’t even care. All I know is that, despite my doubts and confusion about Blaze, he has always been there by my side, often defending me when needed. This increases my respect towards him tenfold as I look at him with gratitude.“Thank you, Blaze. You’re right. It’s just that I feel so fucked and helpless. All my life, it’s been Ava, holding on to me in my worst days. It has always been her who has helped m
~One Year Later~ Phoebe’s POV “With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride” There are deafening cheers all around me asmy husbandlifts my veil to land his feather-soft yet firm lips over mine. My eyes flutter close to relish the feel of his lips on mine after what feels like an eternity even though it’s been only a few days. Ten years ago, if anyone told me that I’ll be marrying someone as magnificently amazing as Blaze Hunter. I would’ve probably laughed my ass off. My mind drifts back to the time when he first proposed to me. I think I went mute for over a minute before he started breaking into cold sweats. Later on, I said yes and until now, that’s the best decision I’ve ever made in my 26yrs of living on this planet Earth. Blaze taught me things that I never thought I’ll experience. Ov
Phoebe’s POV“Huh, I totally get what you were saying when you went to visit my parents.Christ, I’m literally one step away from hyperventilating” Blaze mutters with a grimace as he fixes the shirt collar of his midnight blue shirt in the mirror.I break in a fit of cackle behind him as he puts on his black blazer over his broad shoulders. My mouth waters as I stare at the mouth-watering specimen in front of me.He sends me a warning glare before saying, “Ciccino, don’t give me that look”I look at him innocently, something that Ava’s Persian white kitten does with her after breaking her dishes or pooping outside the litter box.“What look?” I blink my eyes in mock confusion and watch him narrow his eyes at me.He starts sauntering in my direction like a predator nearing his prey and raises my face by using two of his fingers underneath my ja
** WARNING -This chapter is highly recommended for mature audiences. It contains HIGHLY triggering content.**Phoebe’s POVI couldn’t believe what I was seeing.He looked sobrokenIt was never my intention to hurt him but I did. I thought that maybe if I left him, things will be better for him. I mean who wants to burden themselves with a mentally sick girlfriend in their lives?I thought that he’d jump right into the arms of another woman, but he didn’t. At least helookedlike he didn’t.Thank fuck for that!As much as I would love to sacrifice my love, I don’t think I’mthatselfless. I love Blaze and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to live without him. If this previous month ever taught me anything, it’s that I can’t live without this man.Flaws or n
Blaze’s POV“I’m so sorry but I can’t do this anymore, Blaze. I’m tired of you. I’m tired of constantly being left in the dark. I’m tired of your possessive nature. You always hurt me and I can’t keep ignoring the fact that you have tons of secrets that I have no clue on. I hope you move on with some new girl. It would make me happy. I always had commitment issues Blaze…which is why I can’t do this anymore. Please, don’t contact me from now on”Her written words keep circling inside my head like some endless loop that won’t just fuckingstop!I feel like killing myself for always being such an arse. I always feared for this day to come, the day when Phoebe will finally realize that she’s better off without me.I have this really strong feeling that Diana might be somehow involved in Phoebe’s sudden departure because the last t
Phoebe’s POV“What mistake, Aves?” I inquire skeptically as I register her forlorn expression. It was like someone was tearing her heart out and honestly speaking, it was kind of sad to witness.She lets out a deep sigh and faces me with a determined look.“I guess it’s time I told you the truth. Remember the time when I told you that I was seeing someone…” She says and seeing my confused face, she clarifies further, “I mean the guy you never met. It was during my last year in college before my internship atVanity”That is when the fog inside my memory lifts.Of course, the mystery guy to whom Ava lost her virginity to and the one that none of our friends ever saw“Ah, you mean the one for whom you used to ditch us back in college?” I decide to tease her and just like I expected, her face reddens like a ripe tomato.“Oh sh
Phoebe’s POVThe beeping sound of machines is the first sound I hear as I open my eyes only to be greeted with the cold sterile atmosphere of the hospital walls.Weirdly enough, my body doesn’t really hurt as I expected it to after the car crash. After blinking my eyes open, I make out the vague outline of a middle-aged nurse in blue scrubs, jotting down something on the clipboard.As if sensing my consciousness, she looks up with a wide smile and flashes me her pearly whites.“Ciao cara, come ti senti?” I frown in confusion at the language that she’s speaking and watch her smile falter upon seeing my confused state.She spews a few more words in a language that I presume is Italian and holds up three of her fingers frantically, waving them in front of my face.What the fuck…Did they admit me with lunatics or what? Where the fuck am I even?Shit, is
Phoebe's POVI look at her with my mouth gaped open in disbelief. My hands shake with fear as she saunters towards me like a predator circling its prey.“How on earth…?” I trail off in confusion.“How on earth I know that you’re a bloody killer?” She probes mockingly and I cringe at her word usage.A bloody killer, huh!As much as troublesome the word sounds, it’s truly fitting in my case. But what I’m trying to grasp is the fact of how she knowsthis. My parents completely made sure that this information stays away from the public eye then how the fuck does she know?The records were wiped clean to the point that even if Sherlock Holmes starts looking for this information; he will come bare-handed.I clench my hands into fists to stop them from shaking and keep my face impassive, something I’ve become a pro at over the years.“
Phoebe's POVI think all the air evaporates from my body as I whip my head to look in her direction again. Only this time, I scrutinize herproperlyfrom head to toe. I instantly cringe when I register her magnetic presence.She wasawfully gorgeousI feel my hands fist on their own accord when I see Blaze’s eyes still locked with her.Her beautiful symmetrical face was visible to me as she removed her silver mask. She was wearing a silver organza gown which accentuated her hourglass figure and unfortunately, she didn’t look like the slutty type of ex you read about in novels. She looked very well-groomed. Her wavy platinum blond hair was pulled into a loose chignon bun and her make-up was minimal like mine.However, my vision loses her when I feel Blaze literallydragme away from her like I’m some rag doll and she’s a bully who’s about to snatch awa
Phoebe’s POVGreat! Just what I need– Note the sarcasm“Noah” My voice is chilled like ice as I turn to face him. Even though` his half-masked face, I can see that he’s desperate. His normally vibrant brown eyes now look dull with no light in them. I wince when I see his lost expression and it was obvious that he’s been through a lot.Christ, was I THAT harsh to him?“Can we please talk, Phoebe?” He repeats his question and seeing him almost on the verge of tears, my anger thaws a little.I nod my head silently and look at the vast crowd that’s starting to gather underneath the huge made-up tent. I couldn’t see Blaze anywhere. I know that he would blow afucking gasketif he finds out that I’m talking with Noah, knowing how possessive he is but honestly, I don’t know what to do.