- HAZEL - I'm drunk. Ridiculously drunk yet I still have some sense of my environment and what the fuck I'm doing, which is a good thing. This party rocks! I still don't understand why outside this building looked gloomy and desolate but this part of the mansion is buzzing with energy and life.
"I'm in." Carol chips in. Well isn't she a darling? I requested this game just to find out the truths about her without coming off as weird. Plus, I wonder if her looks are the only sexy thing about her or if she's done a lot of nasty stuff. My teenage mind is overly intrigued. "Why, thank you. A
- HAZEL - If I didn't know any better, I would've said I saw Carol's eyes gleam with disturbing delight. Like she was satisfied by my pain. I want to say something but the sting worsens. I stifle a groan, trying to make the pain not so obvious. "How many bottles did you take?" "I don't know
Carol hushes me politely. "Have a seat. I'll make the mix right now." She says, supporting my body on the closed toilet seat. I sit there and wait for her. She's still here. I can hear running water but don't know where it's running from. My mouth widens as I mutter a silent cry. A body makes its
- KILLIAN - 'Pick me up, please.' I read the message staring at me from my phone. It's past twelve am. Why am I up by this time when I'm doing absolutely nothing? Because I can't sleep. Even when I tried to, I couldn't. I sigh. How could I when I was worried sick about her? 'I'm on my way
- HAZEL - I'm cramped up on his bed with my arms around my tummy. My stomach still hurts really bad. The ache is less than it was before but it's nearly unbearable. My eyes water as I try to hide the ache. Why didn't Carol give me a flash warning that having so much of that can give stomach ache
I close the drawer and open another one. Ha! I found the remote! I take it out and close the drawer. My hand stretches toward the TV and I press a button on the remote, turning the TV on. Although I've found what I was looking for, my hand is itchy to see what lays in the remaining drawers. I
- HAZEL - I'm stuffed. Overly stuffed that I can't feel my legs. I feel pregnant. And my stomach doesn't feel sore anymore. Maybe all I needed was a good meal. Killian is in the kitchen, taking care of our dishes and I know I'm supposed to be there with him but my curiosity on that file and det
I gulp, lowering my eyes to the ground. I can’t even call her name. “I-“ I can barely hear my own voice. “Kate I’m sor-“ “I see you two have already met.” A deep voice words from behind causing the two of us to avert our piercing gazes from each other. It’s Liam. Trust me, I am just as confused as
- HAZEL - My wound has been treated. I’ve taken my antibiotics and had a decent light meal so right now, I’m in the shower, brushing my teeth. I’ve already had my bath, I just want to have a fresher breath when I meet with my parents. I turn the sink tap on and cup my hand underneath to form a
- HAZEL - Killian tucks a duvet over the bed. I’m sat on it, well fed and stuffed to the core, about to lay down and sleep. On his bed. After spending my time on a hospital bed, although comfortable, his bed is my new favourite place. Something about having him near me when I sleep makes me feel p
- KILLIAN - I love my brother, I genuinely do but even I can tell he’s trying to get on my nerves on purpose. His drive is the fact that I care about someone else who’s not family as much as I do and he’s going to do what he does best and torment me. Sometimes, all I feel for him is love but when
Killian chuckles. “For someone whose body burns with need, you sure seem to exhibit self control.” I don’t have self control when it comes to you, but you already know that, I say in my mind. I would’ve spoken that out loud if my voice wasn’t buckled away in the depths of my throat. To be honest,
- HAZEL - I don’t know when I dozed off. All I remember was the two of us getting sweaty and all over each other in the car. I remember Killian being gentle yet rough with me at the same time. Our heavy breathing in contrast with one another as he entered me. As he tainted every inch of my bare
- HAZEL - I am awake alright. More awake than ever. I can’t help but shake the feeling of nervous anticipation at meeting his brother. This is someone Killian always talked about. His only family. The one he raised. What if Liam doesn’t like me? What if, that happens, and he somehow manages to
- KILLIAN - The plane landed. I turn my head to the side to look at the lady next to me. Laid on the sofa and asleep in my private jet is Hazel. Does she always sleep during long journeys in planes or was she just extremely tired or is this her way of responding to her wound? I can’t tell, it’s my
“I’m not innocent.” I murmur. He stands up and walks to me. Killian’s arms are on the ends of my bed, supporting his form as he leans towards me. His face is just inches apart from mine, forcing me to gaze at him. “To me, you are.” His lips locks with mine, devouring my mouth in a short kiss. When