"I can't believe we're finally doing this." Tasha squeals, hugging Luke's arm from where they are seated at the back seat as we drive out of my driveway.
"Yeahhh." I say dryly. "Me too." I gaze outside the window, shivering at the chilly evening. I was getting ready to watch a series I missed when I received a call from Tasha saying they were parked on my driveway. I completely forgot that it was Wednesday and the movie date was tonight.
Ever since our fight, Luca and I haven't crossed paths and seeing him today made my eyes burn and I almost wanted to jump on him. But I stopped myself after I saw the cold look in his eyes. Instead I sat down quietly in the passenger seat, mumbled a quiet "Hey." and listened to the radio.
"Where is Jackson?" I ask Tasha, looking at her through the rearview mirror. But immediately I look away when I realize what was happening.
"No, he's riding with Matthew." L
"I'll miss you." I sob as Bryson, Uncle Ty and I stand in front of Bryson's dorm on campus. "I'll miss you too, pickles." He laughs, poking on my cheeks. "I don't understand why your break has to end so soon." I sniff. "They said two months but all they could let you spend was a month." I grumble, refusing to let go of his arm. "That's fucked." He mutters jokingly. But I could see right through him. "Really fucked." "I don't think Bryson can get in if you keep clinging onto him like that, Iris." Uncle Ty jokes, looking at the both of us fondly. "Well, that's the plan. I don't want him to get in." I pout at Uncle Ty. "Why did you have to grow up so fast and leave highschool?" I nudge Bryson, a glare on my face. "Must be the hormones." He answers my question sarcastically. "I hate you." &nb
It is Monday morning today. After our little sleepover last week, Luca disappeared. Uncle Tyson would be going out of town today. Something about a business meeting with an investor who wanted to expand his restaurant. "Are you sure you can stay home all by yourself?" He asks me again, as we stand beside his car. "Yes Uncle Ty...... It's just for a week. Not for a year." I groan. "What if this business trip takes more than a week?" He sighs, a solemn look on his face. "I'm sorry I won't be home for your birthday." "You know how I feel about my birthdays now." I smile sadly. "I'll go over to Tasha's if anything happens." "Promise me you'll call me if anything comes up.... Alright?" He looks down at me. "I promise, Uncle Ty. Now...shoo." I push him gently into his car. I stand with a smile as he turns on the car engine.
I wake up to the blaring of a ringtone. "Whose phone is that?" I groan, cuddling into Luca who is sleeping right beside me. With one of his legs thrown over my body. I shuffle about for a bit, until I realise Luca's hard bulge is right in between my ass cheeks. The hard tip rubbing against my clit as I move around. The realization made my core quiver and suddenly I'm reminded about last night. After arriving last night, Luca gave me a slow tour of his apartment. Deciding to draw out the sexual tension a little bit. Then he ate me out on his kitchen counter(his beautiful kitchen counter) till I orgasmed, Licked ice cream off my boobs and gave me two more orgasms with his fingers. Before fucking my throat successfully. Hence the sore throat. After that, we ate, showered and slept on his ridiculously huge bed. And n
We're in Luca's car, with Luke and Tasha behind. "So, how far is your house Luke?" I ask, looking at him through the rearview mirror. "Not too far. Just a couple of minutes more." He laughs, looking at Tasha lovingly as she shows him something on her phone. It's not like we've been in the car for an hour or anything. I'm just really exhausted after having a long day at school. Sigh. "Before I meet your sister, I need to know what she likes." I say to Luca, watching as he smiles fondly. "Nothing much. She's more of a Metallica band fan, a huge fan of them." He says, Luke laughs at that. "She's a psycho." Luke says from behind us. " That's a good thing, because I'm a huge Metallic
"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep, your eyes close." Pablo Neruda. It's my birthday today. Memories are rushing through me like a broken dam. I left Luca's apartment before sunrise. Here I am, locked up in my house. Drenched in pain and sadness. A prisoner of my mind. I'm sitting on the bathroom floor, close to my bathtub. A stare at my red leaking wrist has me thinking about everything- everything before I met Luca, Tasha and Jackson, everything before I got better. Now here I am, back to square one. A lone tear dripping from my eyelid lands directly on the cut on my wrist and
As we walk into school, with my wrist bandaged and my body completely covered in Luca's sweat shirt and pants. My anxiety rushes through me in full force. I start taking deep breaths, my nails digging into my palm and sweat coating my forehead. Immediately Luca notices this, he rushes me to a corner. "Hey, Hey." He says softly, "No one's looking at you, baby. Deep breaths, okay?" He watches me as I slowly breathe in and out. "There you go." "Thank you." I whisper, hugging him tightly as I cry into his broad chest. "It felt like they were staring at me, I could feel their disappointment." I say, as his hands rub my back
We're at the ice cream parlor. And I haven't said a word since Luca left me in the middle of the hallway. "What's up with you?" Tasha asks in a small voice as she scoops out her chocolate, vanilla and strawberry mixed ice cream. "Yeah, Iris. You've been in a mood since we left school, did something happen?" Jackson asks too. And I pause as they both look at me, expecting an answer. "It's nothing." I say softly, " It's not nothing, if you're having a bad day about it." Tasha says with firm persistence while Jackson nods in agreement. I sigh, before looking around. Trying to focus on something before telling them what happened. "Luca thinks Asher is in love with me." "Well, he's not wrong babygirl. We've seen it." Jackson says, a lo
I'm sitting on Luca's kitchen counter, bored out of my mind as he plays video games in his living room. I've been sitting here since a few hours ago, head shoved into my notebooks completing my last homework for the week while Luca would come in to check up on me, asking if I needed help or food or water. It's really cute. I walk out of the kitchen to where he's sitting before landing on his thighs with a thud. "Hey, baby. You done?" He asks, a soft smile on his face as I shuffle around straddling him, my face hidden in his neck. "Yeah." I whisper lazily, running my fingers through his soft hair. "How is your hair this soft?" I ask softly, tugging lightly on the strands. "Genes. My mother had great hair, as a kid I would always braid her hair." He replies and I smile so
FIRST DAY OF COLLEGE SCENE. IRIS' POV When my acceptance letter from University of Washington to study Neuropsychology came in, I had been so freaking excited that I forgot all about the distance. We both forgot about the distance. Then, Luca's acceptance letter from southern Utah university to study English literature came in and we both realised that our relationship would be taking a huge turnover. We both had this conversation when his letter came in and now we're having it again. I stare at the dorm in front of me with a sigh. A muscled arm wraps around my shoulder. "You're gonna be okay." "I don't know…." He spins me around so I'm facing him and tips my face up, our gazes lock. "We're going to be o
(Author's note: This chapter and the next are mainly bonus chapters (because I love my readers so much). They are going to consist of Iris and Luca's lives after their high school graduation.)FIRST SEX SCENE.IRIS' POVIt's been months – a span of three months, precisely, ever since the Erik incident which landed me in the hospital. Within those months, Luca has refused to have sex with me.Apart from the occasional touches here and there and lustful gazes from both of us, nothing. Well….I wouldn't really say we haven't done anything at all. We've engaged in other…... minimal sexual activities, that's just about it.Anytime I ask him why he doesn't want to have sex with me, I get a "You're not ready, yet." From him and it makes my hand itch to whack him on his head. 
IRIS' POV I turn back to see what has him confused, only to be met with Erik pointing a gun at me. I bite my lips hard as I feel the impact of a bullet on my right shoulder before I even hear the sound of the gunshot ringing through the air. I hold my right shoulder in pain and I groan as my legs give out under me. I watch as Luca stands still before he runs to me, I sigh softly as his warm strong arms engulf me and slowly lower me to the floor. I can hardly focus on the excruciating pain on my shoulder which has almost numbed my body as I watch his face contort with fear and his mouth spew out harsh words. The loud ringing in my head, accompanied by the pounding footsteps and shouting of people wouldn't cease. The sound of gunshots being fired and the loud blaring siren coming from w
IRIS' POVI'm still strapped to the chair. I feel weak and dehydrated, due to the fact that I haven't eaten and I'm thirsty. My face hurts from the slap I received from Erik when he came back and we exchanged some harsh words. I can still feel the dried blood on my lips.I look blankly at the door when it opens, only to present Asher."Great. Another asshole." I mumble even with the rag in my mouth.He gives me a creepy smile. "That's funny."He steps closer and trails a finger on my arm. I curse inwardly as his finger makes contact with my bare skin. I almost gag at the look on his face."You have such beautiful skin.."I glare at him as I struggle on the chair.He notices my struggle and he smiles. "Aw, po
IRIS' POV The pounding of my head wakes me up. I groan as I open my eyes, my Iris trying to adjust to the light. I look around my surroundings, only to find nothing but a dark room and one door. My heart starts to race when I realise that I'm strapped to a chair and a rag is shoved in my mouth. I snap my head to the side when the big door is pushed open. The person that walks in makes my eyes widen with fear and surprise. "Asher?" I question but it comes out muffled. "Hello, Iris." He smiles innocently. I shout and send curses his way behind the gag shoved in my mouth. He nods his head towards me and immediately a guy ( that I don't know) steps forward and removes the rag.
IRIS' POVIt's been a week since the incident and I feel fucking miserable. I want to take my actions back.When I left Luca that night, I called Luke to come pick him up after explaining to him and Tasha that I broke up with him. Tasha took my to her house where I sobbed to my heart content. I still haven't told her the real reason I broke up with Luca.The following week at school has been awful. The whole school knows we're not together anymore and it hasn't been easy. Chelsea and her minions have decided to make my life a living hell and I cowered anytime I saw them coming my way. Tasha has been a great friend, she stood by me when Chelsea cornered me in the bathroom. She stuck with me when I refused to speak to anyone.Luca hasn't been in school. And I was gob-smacked in the face when I saw him sitting on our table. 
LUCA'S POVAfter Erik walks out, Luke and I walk to Lilian who has Emerald cleaning up the blood by the side of her mouth."You okay?" I ask, a permanent scowl on my face.She nods her head as she stands up."I'm fine," she smiles softly before pointing to point she just got up from. "Sit. So I can tend to your wounds.""I'm okay." I grunt out.Luke looks at me unsurely but I nod my head at him in assurance."What the hell was that all about?" Luke asks sitting down close to Lilian."I don't know," Emerald sniffs. "He just came in all of a sudden and mum got pissed. They exchanged words and I think mum strucked a nerve, so he hit her."I growl and Luke curses ou
LUCA'S POV.Iris has been acting strange. It feels like she's avoiding me and wants to get away from me as far as possible.She feels disconnected. I've tried all I can and nothing is working. She always seems so lost in her thoughts and I'm worried. And at the same time it feels like she never wants to leave my side. I'm lost.So it came as a great shock to me when she suggested a date night tonight."I think we've both been stressing out a lot and I want us to have the evening to ourselves." She said when she saw the confusion on my face."I think that's a great idea, baby," I told her softly as she tightened her hand on my waist and pressed her face into my chest.I'm walking out of the underground fighting club after hours of practice when I receive a text from
It's Saturday and I finally made up my mind over the night. I'm going to meet up with the sender of the mysterious letter.Once it's 11:50 I leave the house with a hood over my head. I take the short trek to the park.My heart is beating at what I'm about to do. My mind reels at what would happen if I meet the mysterious person.As I reach the park, I receive a text on my phone from a private number.PRIVATE NUMBER: GO UNDER THE SHADE OF THE TREE TO YOUR RIGHT.I look to my right to see the tree Luca and I always stay under whenever we come to the park. We sweaty hands and shaky feet. I walk there only to see a man in a suit, facing away from me."Uhm, h-hello?" I say but it comes out as in a shaky breath. And I mentally face-palm myself.