- 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
- HAZEL -I got out of my bathroom in a short pink robe and newly styled hair. I did it myself. I obviously spent more time fixing my hair than washing my body and I won't be surprised if I'm late. My eyes scanned my room decorated with scented candles, I can feel the love already. Laying comfortab
- KILLIAN -I was going through some folders on my desk when I my phone screen beamed with a notification. My phone is on silent but that dim glow caught my attention and I picked it up while pinching the bridge of my nose. I got a text from an unknown number. A client maybe. Or the vice chancellor
- KILLIAN - She's drunk. I sat her in my car in the passenger seat, belted her up and walked to my side. It would be entirely different if she wasn't. I can't touch her the way I want to. I can't look at her either because she's vulnerable. I gazed at Hazel. She leaned her head on my window, in m
- Hazel - I couldn't move even if I wanted to. My knees are weak and his fingers are doing things to my body. Making me imagine sinful things. "I'm waiting." The deep baritone of Killians voice sent jolts of electricity down my spine. He's so close to me that I can barely breathe nor think. "Tell
- HAZEL -My eyes flickered open. I moaned and tried to turn to the other side of the bed. A hiss slipped out of my lips. My body hurts. I looked down at my feet. Especially my legs. I feel like a cripple. Not to talk of how bad my head hurts. I must've drank so much last night. I sighed and stare
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