TYLER POV
I just dropped the second package that day when I saw Faith walking down the road with three massive books in her hands. I watched her closely as a girl accidentally knocked her off, causing her to drop all the books she was carrying. I ran towards her and picked up two books off the ground.
She looked up and smiled once she saw me. “Hey. You again.” She shook her head in disbelief as she continued, “what’s wrong with me today? I met both of my exes on the same day.”
I frowned. “What?”
“I ran to my brother’s friend which I dated last year a few minutes ago and now I met you.” She held the book close to her chest and adjusted the bag’s strap on her shoulder. “What are you doing here? Do you go to NYU as well?”
No, I
TYLER POV“When I first found out, I was scared. The doctor said it was stage III colorectal cancer and I had to have it surgically removed.” Faith wiped away a tear slipping out of the corner of her eye. I was too shocked that I didn’t do anything but sat there with my eyes fixated on her while listening to each word she was saying. “My parents were there, for the first time they actually were in the same room without fighting.” She laughed humorlessly.She used to tell me that her parents always fought and one day they were fighting on the way home. Her parents started calling each other’s names and she broke down in tears in the backseat of the car. After that day, her parents agreed that it was best for Faith to live with her grandmother in Vancouver rather than stayed in Toronto and lived in an unhealthy environment at home.I s
AUTUMN POVJudging from how Phraser was, I thought he would drag me to a fancy place where the drinks were as expensive as the food. My first guess was hotel bars or fancy pubs, maybe like those kinds that I’ve seen in Gossip Girl. A fancy place where Blair Waldorf would go without cringing or scrunching her nose.But he surprised me when he pulled up the car to the curb and led me to an Irish pub. The building looked hundreds of years old. I looked up and read the name ‘McSorley’s Old Ale House established 1854’ which confirmed my early guess about the pub being old.He held the door opened for me and I stepped inside the pub. The interior looked busy with portraits and posters were everywhere, leaving almost no empty space on the wall. There were paraphernalia and stovepipe tha
TYLER POV“Am I allowed to go home now?” I put both hands on my hips and looked at Mario. I should be home, talking to Autumn, not standing in front of a hotel room, guarding the door for two hours.He waved his hand. “Go.”He didn’t need to tell me twice as I rushed to the set of the elevator at the end of the hallway and pressed the call button.It was around ten o’clock when I finally got home. The elevator took longer than usual, no matter how many times I pressed the call button so I ran my way from downstairs to our floor. By the time I got home, I was sweating and panting hard. I fished out the keys from the pocket of my jeans and unlocked the door. “Autumn?”All lights were turned off. I used my phone to get to the coat stand. I reached for
TYLER POVThe night turned into morning and before I realized it, it was afternoon. I was still sitting on the balcony, waiting for the front door to swing open with Autumn walking in. I knew I’ve seen her this morning but it felt like weeks instead of merely a few hours.I shifted in my seat and rested my head. I’ve drunk a total of five cups of strong black coffee, my eyes were tired and my body wanted to rest. But I couldn’t sleep now, not until I made sure she was home. Not until we had a talk. I rubbed both hands over my face and took another drink.My phone buzzed and I immediately pulled it out of my front pocket to find that it a text was from Mario. Maybe I should put a different ringtone for him so I’d know. His text was short as always. An address.
TYLER POVSeemed to know my gloomy mood, the sky above has turned grey and started to drizzle. I pulled the hood of my coat over my head. The cool air seeped through the space in between the buttons, I shoved my hands into the pockets of my coat and hunched my shoulders against the cold as I sped up to the address Mario has sent me earlier.It took me fifteen minutes to get there and by the time I arrived, I needed to bend down and steadied my breathing. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed Mario’s number.“Ciao?” He answered after a short while.I swallowed hard. “I’m here.”I heard him let out a weary sigh and when he spoke, it almost sounded like he wished I didn’t come. “Get inside.”
TYLER POVI pondered his words for a few moments, then realized what happened. When I sat with him and Faith in the cafe yesterday, I was so distracted by trying to protect Faith that I didn’t realize his longing eyes whenever he stole a glance at her. He still loved her. Mario still loved Faith. I should’ve seen the signs. “Faith.”A bitter smile appeared on his lips. “Yeah.”“What happened?” I paused and quickly added, “I know it’s none of my business but if you don’t mind telling me.”Mario scratched the back of his neck and stood. “We are going to need some drinks if we’re going to talk about that.” He moved to the fridge again and yelled, “do you prefer chilled beer or shots of tequila?”
TYLER POV“I know it’s hard, man,” said Mario as if he knew what was bugging my mind. Perhaps, he was the only person who truly did since he went through the same thing two years ago when he broke things off with Faith.I tipped my head back and finished off my beer. “Do you still love her?” I asked just for the sake of putting my mind off the choices I had to make for a while, not because I was curious about his feelings for Faith. My eyes found him as I put the empty bottle carefully on the table next to his.If Mario was surprised, he didn’t show it on his face although his hands which were trying to open his third beer, kept on failing in doing the task. “If I don’t, I wouldn’t bother to disturb you two yesterday.”I cocked my
TYLER POVI stared ahead and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. This was bad, so very bad. Besides knowing fully well that this was the last thing I wanted to do, I also knew that I wouldn’t be able to do it. It was too much and I wasn’t sure I would survive by the end of it. Yet, what other choice did I have left?I closed my eyes for a brief second, internally telling myself that this was for the best. It would hurt both of us emotionally but physically she would be safe and that was all that mattered. When my eyes finally fluttered open, I turned the key and swung the door open.“Ty? Is that you?” I heard her voice from somewhere in the living room.I took off my shoes and stepped further into the apartment. “Yeah, it’s me.” I shrugged my coat off and hung it on the stand on my
Bridge Chapter 3: The Sorrow “Where was this?” Frazier turned at his grandmother, affection was visible in his grey eyes as the corner of his lips turned upwards. “This was McSorley’s Old Ale House in New York. I took you there for the first time.” His eyes darted back to the screen of his iPad on top of his leathered journal. A video of his grandmother chugging a pint of dark ale in fifty seconds wooed all the males inside the bar and earned them free pints for the next two rounds. “We were so wasted that day that I had to call us a cab.” “Gosh, I wish I could remember, Dear.” Her frail hand cupped Frazier’s face and slowly a smile started to form on her face. “Thank you for bringing the clips and the photos.” “Anytime, Nana.” He lifted his hand and put it on top of his grandmother's hand, giving it a light squeeze. “I love you.” “Oh, and I love you too, Darling.” When she saw his teary eyes, she lifted her arms and pulled him into a hug. “What’s the matter? Why are you sad?” At
Bridge Chapter 2: The StruggleAll the way to the hospital, Frazier avoided his own reflection. He was aware that it was his own decision to shave his head so that when he went bald, it was by his own choice. That it was his own decision and not something which was forced on me. Still, it was hard for him to bring himself to look at it.The wheel only stopped rolling once they arrived in the waiting room.“We’re ready for him,” a nurse informed Marc and he began to push the wheelchair again, following closely behind the nurse in white uniform, into a spacious room with two more nurses on standby.He pushed himself up and sat on the comfortable one-seater sofa while the nurses were getting ready. They’d done the blood test and everything else, now it was the chemotherapy itself, something he’d been dreading for the last few days.Frazier rested his arm on the armrest and closed his eyes, leaning against the soft material on his back. There were different ways of receiving chemotherapy:
Bridge Chapter 1: The Beginning Frazier Shawn Alexander Ronan sat quietly as his wheelchair was being pushed towards the lobby of the King Edward VII’s Hospital in an inconspicuous street in Marylebone, London. He’d spent the whole journey from his hospital room to the first floor of the building in silence, avoiding all the stolen glances directly at him mostly by the female population at the present. He knew he looked like Ansel Elgort from The Fault in Our Stars with his dark blonde hair, and all the curious stares mainly proof of wonder as to why someone like him was in the hospital. Someone as healthy. They didn’t know — they couldn’t possibly know, how he’d laid on the surgery table, unconscious, vulnerable, and scared, merely a few days ago. They had no idea that he’d spent the next five days wanting to give up because he knew the battle was not finished-that he had far worst things ahead. Nobody knew. Not even his mother or his grandmother. Not his father nor his little broth
Dear Gentle Readers, First of all, this author would like to say a massive THANK YOU to all of you who have given this story a chance! As you know, this book is Book 2 of The Autumn Summers Series and it sorta ended in a cliffhanger. The reason being is (as this author has mentioned in his reply to one of the reviews here) because there will be 2 books for Book 3. One book would showcase what happened if Phraser did make it through and actually alive and soon reunite with Autumn (the book is already up on Good Novel and it is called “Pulling Off the Impossible”) while the other book follows the plot should Phraser did not make it, and it is called “Kiss Me First”. Why there are two books? Well, it is actually quite simple. As much as this author believes that every person has to have a happy ending, he does not believe that one person would find “The One” right off the bat. He believes that it is more realistic if a person would date a bunch of guys, and go through so much stuf
Before I met you, I was completely broken now I’m alright, feel alright when I see you, hidden behind the clouds. Autumn POV One and a half months later, I heard the chatter from the living room and let out a deep sigh. Jess and Tyler could have been more subtle. Since my breakdown over Frazier’s death, they seemed to agree that I should not be left alone. Ever since then, Tyler had moved back into the apartment, and having him around, although awkward, was still better than being alone. There was something between us that made it hard to go back to the way things were. Maybe he had been right, what had happened had changed us all. From time to time, I would sit in the living room with Jess and remember having that silly talk about Niall Horan with both her and Frazier. If I thought me being at home was hard, it was nothing compared to being on campus. The classroom reminded me of him, and every time I walked past the janitor closet or saw a Clark The Janitor walking around, I woul
I’m scared, just as much as my heart flutters because destiny keeps getting jealous of us. I’m just as scared as you. Just let me love you.Tyler POVBy the time I had gotten to her apartment, police lines were everywhere and there was at least three police cars downstairs. It was chaos. Mario and I pushed through the crowd but we only made it one step over the police line before a cop came and prompted us.“Is she okay?” I asked him as my eyes scanned the surroundings and my gaze fell onto the dried blood on the carpet a few feet away from where I stood. “Don’t tell me that’s her blood. Where is she? Is she alright?”“Hey, hey, calm down!” The cop put both hands up and from the stern look on his face, I knew I better do as he said or he would get me kicked out of here. “Tell me who you are and what your relation to the victim.”Although he sounded rea
Autumn POVI should have known that it was a big red warning when I saw two tall European guys standing in front of my door. I should have turned around and backed to where I had come from but I had not. I had not been fast enough and before I could turn the other way, they had seen me and the rest was history.After the two guys fled from the crime scene, at least five more guys wearing suits came. I thought we were being invaded until one of them called the ambulance, the other informed the cops, while the rest were securing the area. I was pressing my hands on Phraser’s stomach and applying constant pressure to reduce the bleeding when one of them knelt beside me. “What happened?”I swallowed convulsively, still having a hard time believing that Phraser had been shot and currently laying on the ground. “Two guys came. They tried to get me to come with them. Phraser came and one of them shot him.”“Ok
FRAZIER I chased her all the way to the front of my house and caught her wrist. “Autumn, stop. You don’t have to leave.” She finally stopped and turned around to face me. “Look, Fray. Today has been really fun but I seriously don’t need another episode with your mom.” “She’s not my mom.” Autumn lifted one brow and I quickly added, “Well, technically, she did give birth to me but she is not my mom. She abandoned me a decade ago and I don’t fucking care about anything that woman says.” “I’m sorry.” Her eyes softened and she twirled her hand so she could squeeze mine. “Every child deserves their parents’ attention and love. I know how you feel. My parents aren’t always like this.” Taking a deep breath, she ducked her head and licked her bottom lip. “Anyway, I think it’s best if I just go home. We can continue being James Bond tomorrow.” With my free hand, I put a lock of curly dark-brown hair behind her ear and slid my hand to her chin then tilted her head up so I could see her in th
In case you didn’t know,I’m crazy ’bout youand I would be lying if I saidthat I could live this life without you.Tyler POV“It is them, isn’t it?” I asked Mario from the sidewalk. The black jaguar had been oddly following us for the last half an hour.Mario turned around and crossed the street towards me. He shrugged one shoulder and narrowed his eyes as he kept looking at that black sedan. “No idea.” He flipped his middle finger at them, clearly as annoyed as me that we could not even have a peaceful evening. “Maybe.”I scoffed. “Are they following us now?”Mario put one arm around Faith’s shoulders and planted a kiss on her left cheek. It was a small gesture but by the look in his eyes, I knew he was incredibly worried for her. The fact that the car had been parked across from Faith’s yoga studio did nothing but a