Larissa's viewpointI stared out of the window in class, trying to think about not thinking. How is that even possible when one of the hottest guys in the school literally slammed me to my locker and kissed me senseless? It didn't make any sense and felt like a stupid dream but it wasn't. Zayne Verlice kissed me. Like he really kissed me. I was still in serious shock. I tried my best to play it cool, but how do you play that kind of thing cool? The love of my life came up to me and kissed me, hard. Let's not forget how he said he still has feelings for me.We need to talk.I didn't comment when the teacher asked me a question, I wasn't in the mood for any question and answer, not until I've spoken to Zayne and confirmed if he's okay or still sick. You don't just walk up to someone and kiss them senseless, even if you have a history with them. Or can you? I think he knew he could because he's Zayne. Did he figure it out? Did he figure out my feelings for him? Is that why he kissed me?
Larissa's viewpointIt was awfully quiet and peaceful out at the back of the school. Zayne took me to the back of the school after stopping by the clinic to get a first aid box. I didn't need it so after begging him for a couple of minutes, he took an olive oil instead. He dragged me out to the back, lowered me to a chair, and sat down too.I felt as bad as I felt good. Bad because he saw me at one of my worst. I didn't like anyone seeing that horrible side of me, one of the reasons I act so abnormally insane. It was like a defense mechanism against my dark side. I didn't like people seeing me as a complete lunatic, I didn't like the memories it brought.I remembered the time I did get lost and joined a gang, hoping that it would be some kind of help to control my violent urge. It did help, I got to see life from another angle and learned how to defend myself better. But, I almost did lose myself but didn't. It was all thanks to my friends who pulled me out and Starliss' parents got m
Larissa's viewpointI was feeling really good, really good. I had a boyfriend, a real-life boyfriend. I was so happy. I didn't know how this would turn out, most likely bad, but for the moment, I was going to enjoy every second of it. I couldn't wait to tell the girls about it. I was the first among them to get a boyfriend, which means they each owe me a wish. I didn't want to rub it on Starliss' face, she'd feel really bad because of Neo. But I intended to enjoy it to the fullest with Odette.With that happy thought, I bounced into the cafeteria. After kissing and making out decently, he kissed the top of my head and told me he was heading to class. I made out with Zayne, my dream is coming true. I didn't bother going to class, I stayed back and relaxed my heart for a couple of hours before leaving for the cafeteria to gist with the girls.I spotted them at the usual, Odette raving about something while Star smiled softly, staring at her as she ate. Star was wearing her cheerleader u
Zayne's viewpointI enjoyed watching her smile like a child as she finished the cup of ice cream I bought for her. I didn't plan to buy her the thing, but after I left her, I couldn't help but worry that she needed something to help boost her mood. Plus, I wanted to please her. The next thing I knew, I was driving out of school and back. By the time I returned, she was at the cafeteria, with him, again. I needed to understand the fact that he was showing signs of interest in the other girl, but I know humans too well to know that jealousy is a trait that would appear eventually.Humans are confused beings. He could be in love with Starliss and like Larissa but don't know about it, or Larissa could be the one he's in love with and Star, the one he likes. Either way, I knew enough to know that he had some sort of feelings for her that would interfere with my plans. Sooner or later, the feelings would grow. Even if he had no feelings, he would certainly feel the need to keep me away from
Zayne's viewpointFinally, I pulled Larissa through. We made a little progress with her math, and when I said little, I meant it. Teaching her would be much harder, but I was ready for the task. I still had her future in mind. If she wasn't thinking of her future, I would do the thinking for her. I didn't want her to remain at home after high school. I had a feeling that because she has spent almost all her life taking care of her brother and father, the idea of a jobless housewife has been imprinted in her head. She has a way of handling home affairs, I knew that from how she handled Jewels and Rihanna.I could say she could run a daycare, but I also had a feeling taking care of children wasn't her thing, but running the home. Maybe she can work in a company for hired nannies, or caretakers. Yet, that future didn't please me. Larissa can be so much more, she can do better than that, I know it. I just needed to find out how."Tell me, what about your friends? Is Neo hoping to get draf
Zayne's viewpointOf all the places they had to choose, they chose the one I was avoiding. I hadn't been there since my mother banned the girls from taking anything with ice cream. The place wasn't bad, it just brought back so many memories I wish could be real again. It reminded me of how much we had grown and how much I miss them all. Zachary, Savia, and Serenity. I miss them.Larissa came in my car, and they led us to the ice cream store my siblings and I used to live in. We always came here, especially when Savia was having a bad day or Zachary was trying to come up with a good idea for a project. This place and the park where I met her were our favorite spots.The moment I stepped inside, my eyes went to our table. A smile spread on my lips when I remembered one of the ways it always went. I could see our little selves sitting around the booth. Me sitting next to Serenity as usual, Zyaire at the other end. Savvy would always sit by Zach, so she could pester him. Making him misera
Zayne's viewpointWednesday morning, another long, unplanned day. I didn't see my Risa too much, couldn't because we both had busy schedules. First, we studied, she barely made any progress and then left early because she needed to report for her trial baking test with Lily and also plan the party which had been rescheduled for Saturday. She gave me an electronic invitation and insisted I find what to wear. That was a glorious waste of time. I was going to go as I am. In conclusion, I didn't get to kiss her.How could I live a day without kissing her? Her lips are my addiction, her scent, and presence are my drugs. Even though I sat opposite her during lessons, it didn't change the fact that I couldn't kiss her and I missed her. The sweet apple taste on her tongue, the hint on her lips. I loved how she carried my addiction as her obsession. She was perfect, everything was just insanely perfect, and I was starting to doubt my sanity.I didn't feel as empty and lonely as I used to be, j
Zayne's viewpointI got to the location almost two hours later. Why? She sent me the address of an amusement park. I had no idea how coming here would help us see the stars, or if it was even legal in the first place, but I came anyway. She instructed me to park my car a bit far from the school, so I walked the rest of the way, hoping she wasn't playing a silly game with me. As instructed in her text, I put my phone on silent and went around to the side entrance for employees only. There she stood, waiting for me.I let out a breath of relief and walked faster to her. She was hugging her body, clinging to an oversized robe around her body and men's combat boots. I couldn't tell the color because it was dark, but I know men's shoes when I see one. "Larissa!" I whispered. She whipped her head around, exhaling from her nostrils and relaxing when she saw it was just me."I was starting to think you bailed on me,""Why would I?""Zayne, a girl called you out this late in the night and made
Today marks a year and seven months since Larissa went into a coma. The project to fasten her healing remains a failure. There has been no positive result since. So far, the doctors still deem her survival impossible and the medicine to help the impossible become possible is nothing but a failure. The agreed number of experiments I can carry out is getting close. I promised my parents that after the number is three hundred, I will not carry out any more experiments. Even if they are condemned criminals, even if they throw away gangsters from the assassin association and mafia, they are still humans. Or so Mom said. Almost two years isn't enough to heal the wound in my heart, or anyone who truly loved her. I miss her. I miss everything about her. The world has no colors without her. I caught him, the bastard who made this happen. It's a shame he died from the third experiment. I would have loved to put him to more use. Larissa's parents welcomed a new baby last
Zayne's viewpointI tapped my foot on the floor, my hands clasped and pressed to my lips. I silently prayed with my eyes closed for a good result since we didn't have the time or anyone to test it out. It wasn't something dangerous, that we were sure of but anything could happen. It'd been almost nine hours since the operation began. There had been no news from Dad or the doctors. We weren't allowed in there.Savia huffed for the umpteenth time. She had been pacing for four hours without a break. Neither of us could sleep. Serenity slept off thrice and woke up with a scream. She had nightmares. Zyaire slept off along the way, but unlike Serenity, he did not wake or shake, he cried in his sleep. None of us could be bothered to soothe each other's pain."Argh!!!" Savia screamed, ruffling her hair and shaking her head wildly. "This is driving me crazy!""Relax, Savvy," Aunt Rylee said softly. She accompanied us to the hospital along with her husband, Uncle Phineas. We kept Mom's conditio
Larissa's viewpointI looked around the house, walking in slowly while Neo went in to get something. It was strange. He told me it was an apartment and his Grandpa was sending him away but for someone who was leaving, they put a great effort into the interior design of the house. Note that I said house, not apartment. It was undoubtedly a beautiful home. The taupe gray, silver, and cream theme with a bit of brown was lovely, along with the furniture and the styling."I'm back," he announced, drawing my attention to him. He walked to the cream camel back sofa with a bottle of Beaufort a Ambonnay Grand Cru Doux Rose, two white wine glasses, a big plate of Swedish meatballs, and dark chocolate almond barks. He dropped the tray on the table and sat down."Shouldn't you be using champagne glasses for those?" I joined him."I broke them," I picked the bottle first. It was one of my favorite wines. "So how are you doing? Since you got out,""Not good. My grandparents are shipping me off to I
Larissa's viewpointI stood at the airport, listening to my Dad nag about how he'd like to return home and meet his house the same way he left it. It was the day after the wedding. My Dad and Mikayla were officially married. Zayne got me the VIP pass to the hotel I asked him to. I still couldn't shake off the grin on my face from the way my parents reacted. Though it was a gift Zayne spent effort on, it was still from me. Dad made sure to rub that on my face but Mikayla was sincerely grateful. I wish I could exclude him from the honeymoon."And you cannot throw or attend any party in our absence. Odette and Tristan, if I find out you broke anything in another argument again, I'll destroy your souls, use your flesh to make leather, and wear them as boots—""Dad, that's not—""Boots!" He snarled, daring us to correct him again. "Larissa, I promise you, I will hunt you to the end of the earth even in death if you dare redecorate my house," he growled, glaring daggers at me. I gasped. How
Larissa's viewpoint"Are you hurt?" The expected question. He needed to stop worrying about me. It was sweet of him but also unnecessary. I wasn't like before. If it hurt, I'd let him know."I'm fine, don't worry,""I’m still going to… fuck me," he groaned when my walls clenched hard around him. He fell over, using his hands to hold up his weight from compressing me. "Damn. I'm going to go a little stronger than before. Please don't hesitate to–""Tell you if it hurts or if I can't handle it, yes, I know. Can you move now?""Remember to—""For goodness's sake, I will," I laughed, a bit impatient and lust showing in my tone. "I promise I won't foolishly take more than I can handle so please continue or I'll flip us over and fuck you myself. You know, that was the plan when I wore this underwear. The plan was to tie you up and have my way with you," Zayne chuckled and put strength in his arms, holding back his desire (as always) to destroy my insides recklessly, and the result of that w
Larissa's viewpoint"I've arrived!" I shouted, kicking Zayne's bedroom door open. He spun the giant white ball chair around, revealing the red interior. He looked at me flatly and I grinned in response. "Zaddy, I'm home!" I shrieked again. Of course, we were at his private house. We agreed to meet there, but he didn't have the large chair the last time I came."That door is worth someone's yearly salary, be careful with it," I nodded, swinging the bags in my hands happily. "You're wearing a coat," he stated."For dramatic reveal," I replied, dropping the bags on the glass table. "And no, I'm not bothered by what my mother said to me. If anything, I feel sorry for myself," he stretched his hands out, gesturing for me to come closer. I planned to go over to him anyway. "I feel pity and disappointment for myself. I allowed the fear of what I might be like if I became anything like her to torment me for years. I feared becoming like her the most but seeing her right now, I'm forced to won
Larissa's viewpointI exhaled through my nostrils, rubbing my throbbing forehead. My body felt heavy and in desperate need of a massage or to shut down for three straight days. It's been two weeks since Zayne left school. We barely saw each other. I couldn't be selfish and bother him with my fantasies and loneliness, so I focused on work and my parents' wedding. A lot of things were going on. I'll start from the beginning.I felt bad about what I said to Neo and wanted to make amends but I never got the chance to. Proof of illegal dealings was found in his father's office. I was greatly appalled when the truth behind their success was exposed. Neo's father owned a secret organization for prostitution and slavery. People were illegally smuggled into the country by will or by force and worked as sex workers. There was also a section for children for sick bastards who couldn't enjoy normal sexual relationships with adults. There were a lot of other illegal sexual activity, including rape
Larissa's viewpointI nervously walked into the house and the moment I did, I felt the dark and gloomy energy inside the house. The energy made a chill run down my spine, making me hug my body tightly. I looked around the house and just then, Zyaire walked into the living room, scratching the scruff of his neck as he yawned. The first thing I noticed was that his hair was a mess and his eyes were red and swollen. Zyaire had been crying."Zyaire," he halted, then slowly raised his eyes to look at me. His eyes looked lifeless. "Hi," I greeted. He looked at me coldly, then quietly continued walking."Zayne won't be able to see you now, he's busy. You can wait in his room or wait here if you wish,""What is he doing?" I asked, walking over to join him on the couch. "He sounded very miserable on the phone– your Mom, how is she?""She's alive for now,"I smacked his shoulder scoldingly. "Don't say it like that. You'll make me nervous,"He chuckled. At least I managed to pull that from him.
Starliss' viewpointIf I already didn't have a goal for my future, I would have considered becoming an actress. Masking my emotions, and pretending to be someone that I am not is a huge part of me and I'm greatly skilled at it. I'm not blowing my own horns here, I am proudly stating facts.I watched as Larissa's eyes darkened involuntarily. She was incredibly softhearted when it came to Neo but she was merciless if anyone touched Odette. Anyone being able to hurt Odette and Tristan was the height of her rage. She might not always react with anger, but she always makes the right decision when they are hurt in any way. The moment I saw the dark expression on her face, I couldn't fight back the smile I knew she wouldn't notice.Larissa turned around and walked out. I followed her quietly but stopped at the door, making sure to hide myself but look between the cracks. She knocked on the window of Neo's sports car and tapped her foot impatiently. It was something she did unconsciously when