Clara's POVA popular brand just launched a private showcase and as a fashion lover that I was, it was not surprising that I got an invitation. I was already dressed, in a flowy silk dress that was sure to make everyone else look second place, my nails were done, hair on point, lips popping.“You look gorgeous, Miss,” the stylist gushed. I inwardly scowled at her praises. Who was she kidding? Of course, I should be beautiful, after all, I spent lots of money to look this beautiful.“Thank you. Could you please wrap it up?” I said, impatiently.I was already in my car, ready to start the engine, when I got a call from one of my so-called friends.“I would rather not bear these people babbling today.” I sighed, rejecting the call with no hesitation. The person called back and I ignored it. On the fifth call, I picked it up with an angry sigh. Was this girl dumb enough not to know that if you call a person twice, and they don't pick up, they probably don't want to talk to you at that ex
Clara's POVI threw anything my hand could touch at Jason while screaming at him, “I hate you! You are such an asshole!! You don't deserve to be my brother." He stood up from his chair and held my hands to stop me. I tried to free myself from him and in doing so, I noticed a strange red light blinking. Jason followed my eyes and met the light blinking from the intercom.“Clara…”“You are so cruel, Jason,” At first, I was angry but now, I was just disappointed. I felt chilled to my heart, I can't believe that Jason, my blood brother, will do this.“So this is why you purposely called me to your study?” I asked, dragging my hands away from him, “You wanted to use one stone to kill two birds.”“Clara, you are thinking rubbish. “ He said, “I did not leave the intercom on purpose.”“And you want me to believe that?” A harsh laugh left my lips, “Jason Clarksville always does things on purpose. Since Rachel is here, you want to reassure her that you still love her at the expense of Violet
Joe's PovIt's been a while I went out so going out like this makes me feel great and I was even feeling greater when I came here. I was smiling faintly when I heard a voice behind me. There was a secret hidden deep in my heart and I have tried several times to take it off but it always end up fruitless. The only way I could make it less was to go out and even that always end up disastrous.I tried to hook up with several girls to clear off those troubles hidden deep down but I always come out with a broken heart each time. Today was another day I wanted to give a try to my heart again. So far, it was going smoothly and I wished it would continue. I was standing outside a small cafe waiting for my date of the night to come back from the bathroom. You don't know how hard it was to score a date even with that perverted Derek following me about. Thinking about that demonic nurse, I felt an immediate headache popping up. Why on earth would he be stuck on me? Can't he get the message tha
VIOLET'S POVI entered my room and shut the door, falling to the floor. My fingers tingle as my heart races faster, pounding in my chest like a drum. I can feel the hot tears brimming behind my eyelids and as I take deep breaths to try and regain control of myself nothing seems to help. I focus on trying not to alarm those around me but it feels impossible for all these overwhelming emotions be contained within one person. My vision starts closing in on itself and suddenly everything was spinning so fast that cannot comprehend what's happening anymore.I want this feeling to go away so badly - the tightness in my throat; the way time moves differently when I was drowning in my own state of depression. I wondered what I was thinking all these while about Jason. Was it worth my fleeting emotions? I tried taking in more breaths to control my emotional panic. You know the feeling of trying to sound fine when it was obvious you are probably having your own panic attacks - but end up feel
Jason's POVI fucked up. I don't even know how I made such a low class mistake like leaving the intercom on but because of that little mistake, Clara and Violet have not talked to me for two days. At least Clara was in her house and I know I could pacify her anytime soon. But Violet was an entirely different case. I can't seem to even find a trace of Violet even though she stays with me. Usually, she reminded me to take drugs but now, she was like air. To her, I must be a plague she desperately want to avoid. I don't blame her, I know that it was all my fault. Nonetheless, it hurts to feel her indifference. I was still her husband even if it was just a deal! I know that I was very mean in speaking just so I could get rid of Clara's weird thoughts but I never knew there will be such a terrible coincidence and she would hear it. I don't know why I felt hurt seeing her hurting you are not a weak man, neither are you a proud man. I will go and apologize to her. I made up my mind to d
Jason's Pov"You're angry with me," I told her gently. "But you don't hate me. You can't hate me. Not really."She could not even deny my words even if have wanted to. Hating somebody was not her thing to do not to mention how much she loved me. I can't help but feel amused by her attempts to hide her feelings from me. She thinks that she's being subtle, but her body language gives her away every time.I've known her for months now, and we have gotten closer than before. Lately, there's been something different between us. A tension that was not there before. I can sense it every time we're together, and it's only gotten stronger with time.She's tried to keep it hidden, but the way she looks at me betrays her. There's a longing in her eyes, a hunger that she tries to suppress but can't fully contain. Every time she touches me, her fingertips linger just a little too long, as if she's trying to convey something more.I find it amusing that she thinks I don't notice. But how could I not
Violet's PovI lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, the darkness surrounding me. My mind was racing, filled with thoughts and emotions that I couldn't seem to shake. I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was no use. Sleep was elusive, slipping further and further away with each passing moment.My thoughts wandered, jumping from one thing to the next. I thought about what happened earlier, the strange meeting with Rachel and then Jason, I was replaying conversations and interactions in my mind. I worried about whether I said the right thing or if I came across as too awkward or needy or weak. I felt like I was constantly second guessing myself, never feeling quite confident in my actions or decisions.There is no way he would do it right? He should just be talking, I don't believe that he would really buy off an entire hospital and turn it into a club just because he was being petty?As I lay there, the emotions began to bubble up inside me. I felt a deep
Rachel's POVI could feel my heart racing as I watched him walk towards her room. My mind was in turmoil, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. I had this nagging suspicion that he still had feelings for her, and my anxiety was mounting with each passing second. As I sat in my room, my mind was racing with thoughts about Jason. It had been several hours since he had gone to talk to that wretched woman I suspected he had feelings for, and I couldn't help but feel antsy and anxious. I knew I shouldn't let my mind wander and make assumptions, but the fear of losing him to someone as lowclass as her was consuming me.I tried to distract myself by reading a book or watching TV, but nothing seemed to hold my attention. My thoughts kept drifting back to him and that bitch Violet, wondering what they could be talking about. Were they laughing together, sharing intimate moments that should have been mine? My heart felt heavy, and tears threatened to spill out of my eyes.