"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
I walk into the school building alone on Monday morning, Uncle Ty is back so I had to leave Luca's apartment on Saturday morning. And Luca had things to attend to, so he couldn't pick me up this morning. I shut my locker, but suddenly a voice besid me makes me scream and I drop my books, "What the fuck dude?!" I shout at Asher as he continues to laugh boisterously at my frightened look. "I just wanted to surprise you." He says, still trying to stifle his laughter. "Well, here you go -" I point to myself, "- mission accomplished." I start to walk faster away from him, glaring at the floor when he comes to stand beside me. Why can't he just take a hint?! "Hey, sweetpea -" he nudges my arm and I turn to look at him, "- I'm sorry okay? I didn't realise I'd scare you like that." He mumbles, his
Immediately he turns to face me as if he sensed my gaze on him, he walks to me with a grin on his face. "You made it." "Yeah. I was about to ditch you." I joke, as he tugs me to a spot under the shade of a tree with a picnic basket atop of a blanket. Suddenly, wheels start spinning in my head and I turn to look at him, "I specifically said this is not a date." He scratches the back of his head, before shrugging nonchalantly, "Well, I know you said that and I remember specifically saying that I only wanted to talk to you….but then we both had a long day at school and I felt like food and a few fruits and chocolates would...yuuno." He trails off, suddenly looking embarrassed. I look at him for a second before sighing, "I totally did not sign up for this." I grumble as I sit on the blanket.  
I look at him, trying to find words to explain things. "I can explain." Is the only clichè sentence that could come out of my mouth. He raises a brow, an amused look in his eyes for a second before his face turns cold once more. "Go ahead then. Explain." "It was just to talk about things, nothing more." I blurt out, clasping his hand in mine. "I thought I told you to stay away from him, Iris." He says irritably. "Why don't you ever listen to me, for fucks sake." " Nothing happened, I swear -" "It's not about anything happening. It's about you fucking listening to what I say for once." He snaps, looking right at me with a look I can't decipher. He did not just say that to me like I'm a child getting reprimanded by his parents. Immediately my anger
I start to walk back home after bidding Tasha goodbye and rejecting her offer to give me a ride back home. I stop at an Ice cream store to get a chocolate popsicle, lost in my own world as I walk to my house. I sigh tiredly when I see the familiar front porch of my house. But my heart starts racing when I see a figure hunched over, sitting on my porch. A hood covering his face and a cigarette in his hands as he puffs nicotine in and out of his system. I had a feeling who this is, but I refuse to acknowledge it. Wanting to think that it's a burglar smoking on my porch before he asks me to unlock the door and finally robs us. "Hey, baby." The figure stands, a familiar voice speaking and I sigh. The rapid pounding in my heart slows down but it accelerates when I realise that Luca is actually standing in front of me, after wh
It's Saturday, which is also the day of the fair. Luca and I are driving there, Luke and Tasha in Luke's car, Jackson and Matthew in Jackson's car while Zeek and Hunter ride in Hunter's car. I'm wearing a black leather skirt, fishnets and a black Metallica cropped t-shirt with black combat boots and a leather jacket. I look sideways at Luca - my boyfriend and check him out, my eyes trailing from his growing hair which is almost turning to a man bun, a black leather jacket almost the same as mine, black ripped jeans and a white t-shirt clinging to his torso like a second skin. "You look scrumptious tonight, baby." I breathe out, his tattoos peeking from beneath his jacket, rings on almost each finger. Yum. "I know, you look beautiful, fucking sexy." He glances at me, his idle hand coming to rest on my thigh. "So fucking se
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.