Achilles’ Point of View:
“I need to kill that fucking monster…” I muttered with distress as I started walking toward the exit of the hospital.“Hey, don’t be stupid, okay?” Carlos followed me and stopped me again. “What’s wrong with you? Have you completely lost your mind?”“I don’t know what to do, Carlos! Did you not hear what she said!?”He exhaled. “I did, but did you? You promised her you wouldn’t do anything reckless. Is this you not doi
Isabelle’s Point of View:I was sitting in the courtroom, right next to my lawyer. It was weird to be here, after what happened. I didn’t know if I’d find the courage to take the matter to court, but when Ace said he’d do it if I didn’t, it just felt right for me to be the one.He had done so much for me. I know I was the one who went through it all, but he stood by my side—metaphorically, and never gave up on me, even though he could’ve walked away with good reason. He didn’t feel the need to force me into seeing him, or even rush me at all. There was no one else who could’ve been more patient and understanding than him. Maybe that was all the more reason why I didn’t want him going against his father—I didn’t want him to get shit in returning of everything he had done to me. When the judge asked me to present them with any witnesses if I could, there was silence for a few moments. I hadn’t thought of anything, to be honest. My lawyer did some of the thinking and planning, but I was
Isabelle’s Point of View:“I’m so happy for you, Isabelle. I hope you make a fast recovery now that he’s in jail. You’re safe now,” The doctor said to me and I smiled.“Thank you so much for all your care,” I replied. “You’re a really nice person.”She gave me an even bigger smile before walking off. I turned around and I saw—I finally saw Achilles.My eyes widened as I realised… I was not having any attack.“Ace.” I breathed out and he chuckled in disbelief as he walked over.“You—you’re okay?”“Yes!” I laughed. “Ace, I’m okay!”He pulled me into his embrace immediately as he hugged me for the longest time. I realised I had never felt any safer in anyone else’s arms ever before—that he was indeed my safe haven.“God, I missed you so much!” He said as he pulled back. “I only pulled back cause you’d suffocate otherwise.”I chuckled. “Ace, I—I missed you more!”We just looked into each other’s eyes for some time. It had been so long since I looked at him, it felt unreal. To my mind, he
Achilles’ Point of View:“Take a step toward her if you dare, and then we’ll see,” I said with a bold voice and looked at the man standing in front of me.He was a little taller, a bit more muscular and a tad more intimidating than me, but he was also the bad guy. Bad guys don’t win.He stared at me for a few minutes, trying to see if I’d back down and give up, but there was no going back. I stared back with an equally powerful gaze and he finally retreated as he looked away.“I don’t want a fight,” He said, “I just wanted to talk to my daughter.” If I didn’t know
Achilles’ Point of View:The next day was fairly interesting. The Ears Tour show was tonight, so the entire day was spent in the nearby shopping mall, looking out for the perfect dress for Isabelle. I was actually really excited for her to be happy about something and take her mind off things for a little while. Apparently, she had been the biggest swiftie in all the people I knew, and I never knew about it, but man was I here for it.“Hey, what do you think about this?” She said as she pulled up a pink dress. It was a long stylish one-piece dress, with a light embroidery and the touch of a royal dress. It had heavy frails towards the end and looked kind–of uncomfortable.“Uhh if you like it.” I
Achilles’ Point of View:I woke up with a pounding headache. As I looked around, I groaned, blinked and finally saw Bella standing beside me, looking sideways.“Bella?” I whispered, my voice hoarse as there was a sharp pain in my throat.She turned toward me and smiled. “Hey, Ace. You okay?”“I—I guess,” I whispered as I sat up. She brought me water and I sipped it down, feeling the pain relief. I realised that we were in my apartment and in my room.“What’s the time?” I asked after a moment.“Oh you should ask what the day is,” She chuckled lightly. “You’ve been asleep for like 27 hours or something.”“What?” I picked up my phone kept on the table kept at my bedside in a hurry.It was definitely midday—3:14 PM—but the next day from what I remembered. “Oh fuck, seriously?”“Hey, it’s okay. You needed that rest. Have you not been sleeping well?”“Uh,” I exhaled. “Maybe.” I didn’t want to accept it else she would only make it harder for me.“You need to take your beauty rest, handsome.
Achilles’ Point of View:I couldn’t convince myself to follow her when she left my room. If I were honest, I wanted to—so badly, but I didn’t have it in me. I couldn’t face her after what I had said to her. I fell back on the bed. Did I really just fuck things up with the love of my life over some money? But it wasn’t about money, was it? I just wanted—I was just not used to people doing things like that. I was not used to forgiving. I’ve always been alone in things like these, and it just seemed… outrageous, at the moment, that she would do something like that. Sometimes, her words seemed to be true. Maybe I was my father, cause at times like these—I could see him in me. Carlos entered my room moments after she left. “What’d you say to send her crying like that?” His words made me feel even worse. I sat up and looked at him with a helpless expression. He had supported me so much in my relationship with Bella, and now how was I supposed to tell him how wildly I had fucked it up i
Achilles’ Point of View:I stopped in front of her apartment. As I got out of the car, I grabbed her apartment keys—I had a copy, obviously, and entered inside.The place was rather dim. She wasn’t in the living room, so I looked around. Finally I noticed the lights up in a room, and the door was slightly open. I looked inside and found her curled up, sitting down and sobbing. The room was all messed up, as if she had thrown some stuff around earlier.It feels almost worse to come and apologise, as if I deserve it. But I had to.I knocked on the door and she looked at me with a sudden flinch before exhaling. Immediately breaking contact, she looked down as I entered the room.“Bella, I… I—”“Out, Achilles.” She whispered, almost inaudible as she continued looking down. Her voice shivered as her eyes roamed over her bed. Seeing her in that condition made me want to leave and never come back, but maybe an apology could make things easier for her too.“I… just—just listen to me, please.”
Achilles’ Point of View:“Hello, Mr. Achilles Roman. This is the Kansas City Hospital. Ms. Isabelle Smith has been in a bad accident off of 6th Street and she has been admitted in the City Hospital. Please visit her as soon as possible along with any other family.”As soon as the person’s voice was interpreted by my brain, I looked at Carlos, dumbfounded. Before he could say anything, I ran back to my car half-breathed and he apparently ran too, as we got inside and I drove to the Kansas City Hospital.I parked the car in a hurry and headed towards the building. The hospital was crowded when we reached the gates. Stumbling through and pushing everyone aside, we went