~Bobbie~
Zach almost dropped me on the ground after he scooped me from my seat.
“What the hell is your problem, Stone?!” I snarled, and he answered me with a very loud ‘shhhh’. He grabbed my hand as soon as Rover clicked locked and dragged me with him towards the warehouse.
I withered like a snake to free my wrist from his hold, but Zach is taking none of my protest. My screams of profanities and curses filled the air, overpowering the waves from the ocean a few hundred meters away from this place.
Zach pushed through the metal door of the building and the whiff of lavenders and lemons met my senses together with the sweet aroma of burgers and pizza.
As we stepped inside, an ambiance that is rather a c
~Bobbie~After our late lunch, Zach and I stayed a while longer at the Stones’ diner. Zach left me for a few moments and came back with two acoustic guitars at hand. He handed one to me and again; he surprised me.“I-I don’t play-” I tried to lie, but Zach’s eyes narrowed to slits. “What?”He shook his head and shoved the guitar in my hand. “Come,” he gestured his head towards the back entrance of the diner.Zancha was observing us from behind the counter, and she gave me a sweet smile when I caught her staring.Damn. These two are creeping me out.Zach is not a patient man. He tapped his foot, eyes slanting while waiting for m
~Bobbie~“Bobbie... What happened?” Candice’s worried voice boomed beside me.“I don’t know, she just fell on her knees and started crying,” Michael explained. My eyes were closed, but the photo of me and my brother Brandon is still clear in my head. However, Nytcrwler got a hold of that picture is the last thing on my mind.“Should we take her to the hospital?” Mel held my hand, pressing it gently.I forced myself to get up and face the world. My best friend’s arms instantly engulfed me in a bone crushing embrace.“Bobbie!” Matt walked into the office, his chest expanding and deflating in a rapid pace. His blue eyes washed with alarm, finding me in my shaken s
~Bobbie~Travelling with Jake used to be something I looked forward to. All the plans we made before had these butterflies in my belly bursting into beautiful colors.I love him, no matter what kind of situation we have, I can’t deny it. My love for him is doing its best to conquer this trust issue bubbling in the pit of my belly. I don’t believe he means me any harm, and I don’t believe that he’d want to see me breaking, but the facts are speaking for itself.As the flight to DC took place, Jake held my hand as if nothing changed. His tawny eyes have the same glow, the kind that says he loves me, that he only has eyes for me.I don’t know what we will find out when Damon’s plan works. Honestly, this plan puts me in a very uneasy posit
~Bobbie~“Hm…” I moaned, stretching my hands up in the air. The chilly air kissed my skin, I covered myself with the duvet up my neck. It’s no surprise that I am naked under these sheets. My eyes flutter open at the whiff of delicious waffles and bacon filling the air.The room is clean, memories of Jake and I’s lovemaking, breaking things along the way flashed in my mind. I took a sweater and jeans from my luggage and walked barefoot against the icy floor.I stopped in my tracks when I heard myself. It was faint, but I can recognize my voice singing ‘Make it with you’.Jake was in the kitchen, back facing me, moving gracefully.“Good morning,” I covered my mouth, hearing
~Bobbie~Jake helped me out of my remaining clothes and all that I was wearing is his promise ring, the necklace he gave me and a blindfold. I was still on top of the bed and just like the other time he made me wear this black cloth, my other senses heightened. The warmth of his hand rubbing my arms up and down was all I could focus on.“Ready?” he asked, and I swallowed the growing lump in my throat.“Yes…” my voice was thick with desire and I felt his body on my back as he guided my hands until I felt something under it. It was the headboard of the bed and I gripped it as his fingers guided mine to hold on to it.I was sitting on my heel, but Jake parted my legs. With every touch of his hand, I can feel myself getting further aroused and
~Bobbie~Spangles of alluring colors lit up the dark sky of New Year’s Eve. The entire world is celebrating the change of year while I stood on the balcony of my room. This pleasing sight is the exact opposite of the turmoil happening inside my chest.I left tons of messages and voicemail for Jake. I waited for an explanation on what the hell is happening between us, but he just vanished. He just needed time, I told myself, but when I picture the redhead kissing him; it was clear that he chose her over me.His social media profile which was a picture of me and him changed the same time the year changed. The redhead was clinging onto him, smiling on the camera while Jake’s face remained passive.To unfollow him will be useless. Some students kept tagging me on
~Bobbie~Have you ever felt that feeling as if your body is moving like a mechanical device? That is me.I can’t feel my heart anymore. As the day flew by, the pain became bearable and search for explanation became unimportant.Damon worked with the details he had on Jake’s phone, but I got no interest in it... in him. I asked Matt to take care of everything for me and to inform me, only if they found out who this Nycrwler is.I avoided him to the best of my abilities. A month of not seeing him is good for my mechanical body until he showed up in the Bunker with a girl.I felt warm hands on my shoulders and I looked up to Lee’s fuming gaze. “Do you want me to drive you home?” He looked into my ey
Just a friendly reminder, Babes. This novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. We’re closing in on the shaky part of this book. Like what I’ve mentioned in the beginning, some scenes ahead might not be suitable for everyone. This book will tackle sensitive topics such as rape and self harm. And if you decide to go further, I would ask for your kind understanding. Yeah… I’m done, I love you and thank you for sticking around. Much love, Ljxx ;)
~blurb~ I, Zia Walker, take you, Xavier Luciano, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will honor you all the days of my life. And above all, I vow not to fall for you. ~~ Trapped with the responsibility to my family, fate forced me to marry Xavier Luciano. He was the perfect solution to my problems, but there was only one condition he asked before promising me his ‘I do.’ “Don’t fall for me,” was his unbreakable rule. I laughed at him that day, thinking how easy it is to follow his stupid rule. I’m in love with my ex-fiance, his younger brother Calvin, so what could possibly go wrong? I agreed without hesitation, seeing him as the ticket out of my life’s predicament. Like a raging wave, the realization of my vow’s weight crashed on me.
~Bobbie~ ~Last night~ “I’m Adonis, and I’ll make you happy, Athena.” “Sorry, Bobbie,” Mel muttered beside me. “I can’t do this thing alone.” “It’s your bachelorette party, Mel,” I groaned and shivered when I felt a calloused hand grazing my knee. “You’ll be sorry for this later, Melissa,” I hissed, and again, the hands drew circles on my inner thigh, rising higher and higher. Mel was moaning beside me, and I could hear the girls giggling and laughing gingerly. Those same hands now held both of mine and guided it somewhere in front of me. My hands came against a warm solid skin - very toned skin must be his chest. He guided my hands down to his abs, and he has a good pack, 8 packs I counted. “Oh G
~Bobbie~ The girls were ready to go out, and so were the boys. We walked out of Mel’s room and found them already drinking and fooling around. These men cleaned up well, but my eyes were fixed on Jake, at least when he wasn’t looking at me. He was wearing a simple polo and fitted jeans, and I think they plan to go clubbing as well. “Bobbie,” I stiffened when I heard Jake’s voice so close to me. He sounded as if he already had too much to drink. With his hand gripping my arm, he dragged me to the patio, away from our friends. “What?” I snarled, hauling my arm from his grip. I’m still pissed about seeing him with Elise. My eyes locked with his but the look on his hues rendered me speechless. I was wearing a red cocktail sp
This scene would be an alternate reality if that rooftop episode didn’t happen. ;) ~Bobbie~ I kept punching and kicking until memories of Jake and that blond were out of my head. They look so cozy. “Poor dummy,” Priya’s voice brought me out of trance. I rolled my eyes. “I wish I don’t have feelings like this punching bag.” She takes a seat on the wooden chair while sipping her coffee. I’m in their place outside of town, and I didn’t realize that I’d confined to her. She once made it her life’s mission to make my life miserable, but here we are now. She listened to my story of weakness and stupidity. “You clearly both have feelings for each other. What’s holding you back, Bob
~Jake~ I told myself not to cry. I told myself crying makes me weak, and the fact that my friends teased me that entire day, saying that I was a crybaby, annoyed me to hell. I couldn’t help it. She was damn beautiful that day. I found it hard to believe how lucky I am to be waiting for her at the altar. The moment she entered the church holding Damien’s arm, wearing the dress as white as snow, it made her tanned skin stand out. That day is still vivid in my head. How that strapless gown hugged her upper body down to her waist as the skirt flowed while she walked to where I waited. It’s a magical moment. The images of us together slipped into my head like a fast-forward play of a movie. “Dad!” The sound of little balls of energy running down the stairs of our house pu
~Bobbie~ There are still people who believe in destiny. Some might find it funny and childish. I, for one and for a long time, forgot how much happiness believing in destiny brings. ~~ I remember when I first met Jake. That annoying boy who took amusement in watching me run away from that little beast in Nonna’s garden. It’s payback time. I’ve been suppressing the fit of giggle that wanted to erupt from my tummy just by looking at Jake’s paling cheeks. He’s been chewing on his lips since the plane took off. His glove-covered, slender fingers clutched mine so tight that I could feel my veins losing blood. Dressed in a blue and white freefly jumpsuit, Jake and I sat on the Ces
~Bobbie~“You’re blushing,” Damon commented while we swayed to the tune of Better Together by Jack Johnson.“No,” I denied.My brother, looking gorgeous in his custom-made gray suit and light blue dress shirt, chuckled heartily. My eyes narrowed to slits, gripping his hand tightly as we kept swaying through the song. There was something in his green eyes that gave me chills.“Damon,” I warned, “I know that look.”He brushed my threat off. “What look?”I huffed, “whatever you’re planning, stop it. This is a wedding.”Whenever he’d do something that
~Jake~The wedding was beautiful, but my eyes were fixed on Bobbie and not on the groom and bride. She never fails to enchant me with her beauty. She was wearing a simple light blue gown, matching the dress shirt I was wearing, the same theme with the entire entourage. It only differs in the shade.The pleated sleeveless dress, with the keyhole neckline, is teasing me with the little skin she’s flaunting. A part of her cleavage is showing, and I longed to run my fingers and lips over her creamy soft skin while watching her squirm under me.Damn. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I wanted her. The way my dress pants tightened is proof of that.The ceremony was peaceful and filled with love and happiness for the newlyweds. To make this wedding much more intim
~Bobbie~Our friends were dead serious about locking Jake and me out here until morning. I don’t mind though. There was enough firewood to keep us warm through the night and there was another set of an actual tent with sleeping bags for our disposal.They prepared a lot of food for us as well. How thoughtful was that? I mentally laughed at their support for our love. There was even a note that said, ‘you two are not allowed inside the house in the morning unless you un-break your break up.’I have no doubt that this was Mel and Candice’s idea. They’re the only ones bold enough to get on my bad side this way. They knew I would never hate them, though.Jake and I got rid of the satin tent and its sparkling romantic lights, put up the tent we w