“No, it’s fine.” I object nicely. If anything, it’s not my blood. “Please, allow me.” She’s staring at me with so much concern and in such a way that I can’t resist. “If you insist.” I say, giving in. Hazel kisses me on the cheek. “I’ll be right back, don’t leave.” She stands up. I already m
- HAZEL - I stretch. It’s morning. I have a lot of preparation to do in the library today so I’m heading there. One week with Killian was truly all I needed to feel alright. It’s amazing how much has changed since then. For one, I’ve not gotten a text from Asami. That alone is a big win. Maybe s
- HAZEL - Headphones are plugged over my head. I’m humming a tune as I listen to music. My old, but favourite; Morally grey, the refined version where the artist does a collab with another, a male, and dare I say every single lyrics in his part is the perfect definition of what Killian does to my
“Straight.” I say then avert my head back down. “Then let’s keep walking.” Her voice is raspy. “Feel comfortable with me, girl, huh?” I swallow. How do I feel comfortable with the one person who almost pushed me down a building and inflicted injuries not just on my body but on my mind as well?
- KILLIAN - It’s getting addicting. Being with her is getting addicting. And that kind of addiction is also very terrifying. The kind of terror I will die for. The kind of terror I yearn for even though I know it’ll be the death of me, because what’s the point of being alive if I don’t enjoy the p
- KILLIAN - I run after her. I’m not supposed to do so in broad daylight but I’m not about to let her experience anything alone again. Not when I’m here. My purpose of being here is to be here for her and only her. I want her to lean on me, and maybe, someday, I’ll be able to open up about myself
My jaw tightens. “If it’s for us, then you’d tell me so WE can sort it out together. That’s why I’m here, no?” The sound of a flushing toilet blares in the restroom causing me to blink perplexedly. The door blocking her away from me is pushed open abruptly. I let out a sigh of relief. Finally.
- Hazel - It's our anniversary today. Tristan and I are finally celebrating being one year together and he told me he has everything planned. All I need to do is meet him at the hotel. One of the best in the city. It's hard getting a reservation there. One has to apply and wait for months before a
My jaw tightens. “If it’s for us, then you’d tell me so WE can sort it out together. That’s why I’m here, no?” The sound of a flushing toilet blares in the restroom causing me to blink perplexedly. The door blocking her away from me is pushed open abruptly. I let out a sigh of relief. Finally.
- KILLIAN - I run after her. I’m not supposed to do so in broad daylight but I’m not about to let her experience anything alone again. Not when I’m here. My purpose of being here is to be here for her and only her. I want her to lean on me, and maybe, someday, I’ll be able to open up about myself
- KILLIAN - It’s getting addicting. Being with her is getting addicting. And that kind of addiction is also very terrifying. The kind of terror I will die for. The kind of terror I yearn for even though I know it’ll be the death of me, because what’s the point of being alive if I don’t enjoy the p
“Straight.” I say then avert my head back down. “Then let’s keep walking.” Her voice is raspy. “Feel comfortable with me, girl, huh?” I swallow. How do I feel comfortable with the one person who almost pushed me down a building and inflicted injuries not just on my body but on my mind as well?
- HAZEL - Headphones are plugged over my head. I’m humming a tune as I listen to music. My old, but favourite; Morally grey, the refined version where the artist does a collab with another, a male, and dare I say every single lyrics in his part is the perfect definition of what Killian does to my
- HAZEL - I stretch. It’s morning. I have a lot of preparation to do in the library today so I’m heading there. One week with Killian was truly all I needed to feel alright. It’s amazing how much has changed since then. For one, I’ve not gotten a text from Asami. That alone is a big win. Maybe s
“No, it’s fine.” I object nicely. If anything, it’s not my blood. “Please, allow me.” She’s staring at me with so much concern and in such a way that I can’t resist. “If you insist.” I say, giving in. Hazel kisses me on the cheek. “I’ll be right back, don’t leave.” She stands up. I already m
- KILLIAN - I shut the door of the anti room, when I hear voices coming from inside. I can tell two people are communicating but I know not physically. I walk to the living room. This is where I find Hazel sat in front of the tv, on a sofa, watching a show. The good thing is, the lights aren’t
- KILLIAN - What did I expect? I step harder on the throttle, speeding as fast as I can. Why did I bother to aid her and meddle with her business with S? I should’ve just left. I should’ve waited somewhere I wouldn’t have interfered till she was done doing her thing. My fists clench on the