My chin jerked instantly. But gaining my composure almost instantly I said while laughing and grabbing his hand, "Shut up. Stop joking and tell me."
His smirk stayed in its place, looking at me like I was no more than a fool he replied, "I'm not joking at all, Misty."
"That's not funny, Eric. Seriously." My laughter had stopped entirety. What little wavering smile I had left on my face while saying this was just because I was still hoping it was all a joke. Despite understanding falling in my mind that he wasn't joking I couldn't let myself believe the words.
He didn't reply. Just gave a bored expression to me like it was an everyday chore for him. My eyes were still searching his face and his eyes for an answer or one fucking trace of emotion that explained that he was just kidding. But there was nothing.
Misty walked inside the office 5 minutes prior to her timing. Most of the people were already there. She went to her desk and started scrolling through today's work.As promised Chris had dropped her to the office and even offered to come up with her to settle her safely but she knew better than having Chris in the same building as Eric, leave alone the same office.He told her that he'd pick her up at the end of the day but she denied saying that she needed to pick up her things from the devil's place.And that was it. Chris's eyes started flashing dangerously at the thought of her going back to the hell hole. So without listening to her if or buts he told his decision that he'd be the one to go pick her things up, not her. But she knew better than to let Chris walk there alone. She knew that it would be like givin
Misty gasped as she felt Chris's finger on the side of her lips. Her gaze darting straight into his. With somewhat hooded eyes Chris nonchantingly showed her the sauce that he had wiped from her lips with that finger. And then to her horror he put that finger in his mouth to lick off the sauce.Her face immediately got flustered. She couldn't utter even a word, just ducked her head down to pretend that there was nothing more important right now in world other than the food in her plate.Okay... This was getting way too weird now. Was there something going on in Chris's mind? His actions were completely strange to her considering he never missed any opportunity to dodge her teeny horny hands back in the days when she was crazy about him.And now? Well, per say, the case is complete opposite. Was there something reall
Just as the clock hit 3PM, Misty knew that her day wasn't getting any better but for sure it was getting worse & worse.See, today when Chris pulled his car in front of her office to drop her off, just like everyday, he got out of the car & came around to open the door for her. And then, so not like everyday, he once again, like morning, grabbed her by the neck & kissed her on the forehead."Stop doing that!" She exclaimed, not because it didn't feel nice when someone kissed your forehead lovingly, ('cause it felt absolutely fantastic, mind you), but because being near him & having him do all the gestures that she had desired of him long ago had started to make her feel funny in the stomach.
She couldn't fathom the rage that took over her senses. She gathered all of her strength and pushed him away from her."WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" She finally shouted in anger. "Have you freaking lost your goddamn mind?"He was angry because of her refusal. His touch never burned her like it did now. She never jerked away from him like she did now. And it was hell for him, seeing the difference that had took over their relationship. His heart was burning. It has been burning since the day they broke off, and he needed her back with him to soothe that burn."What is wrong with you?" He cried out, "I'm asking you to come back where you belong. You love me and I love you, isn't that what you wanted all along?"
When she pulled back & turned around again to look at Eric, he was standing stock still. If it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest, she might have thought that he had stopped breathing altogether.Though his body portrayed a perfect calm composer, his eyes betrayed him. She hadn't seen such kind of emotion in him. Never. It wasn't anger or rage or pain. It was much, much more scary than that.Instead of waiting for him to say or do anything, she turned around, grabbed Chris's hand and walked out from there. To her surprise, Eric didn't follow them or say anything.Everything was blur for Misty. She felt like she was living in a hell, having to relive the nightmare again and again. Even her hand had started shaking from the terror and anger that she was feeling, and because it was clenched in Chris's, he co
Misty moaned aloud in pain as she tried to sit up straight. Her eyes opened to take in a plain white room with nothing except a bed that she was laying on.She felt a hand roaming on her midriff softly. Instinctively she pushed the hand away and scrambled back quickly."You need to stop pushing me away.", Eric said with a sigh as he grabbed her again instantly in his arms."What's going on?", Misty couldn't remember a thing about what had happened and how she got here."Nothing is happening. You are back where you belong."Slowly she remembered about going with the nurse for test but nothing after that."Chris..", she whispered as she remembered the whole thing that had happened w
Chilled air was touching Chris straight in the face, numbing every pain, every bit of emotion that he had gone through in the last six months.When Eric took Misty down with him, he took Chris' soul with him. Chris was in love with Misty since the day he had seen the cute little baby come into his home in the arms of his Mom's best friend. The word love meant Misty to him.Eric had taken that with him when he fell down from that terrace and he was forever going to hate him for that. No matter if Eric's meaning of love was different than his, he couldn't forgive him. Ever.Eric was dead the second he had hit the ground. The impact was too hard. Wrapped around in his arms was Misty.Although the bastard had trie
I ran fast toward my classroom. Shit!!! I was late, again, for the third time in this week.I opened the door of the classroom with a loud dash. And BAM!! Hundreds of eyes turned into my direction with a pair of angry eyes of my professor. I bit my tongue in embarrassment and said a quick sorry before running to take a seat.I took the seat and after a moment of silence, the class resumed. I blew out a sigh of relief. My car was gone for servicing that's why I had to come college by train today. Thank god, I was just 10 minutes late.The bell rang indicating that the class was over. I went for my next class but I got to know that the class had been cancelled for today. I couldn't even comprehend in the relief that I felt because truthfully, I was dead tired from my dash from station to collage. And I definitely needed a break to catch my breath. After thanking the havens, I started walking towards the cafeteria.I don't have many friends at collage. Reaso
Chilled air was touching Chris straight in the face, numbing every pain, every bit of emotion that he had gone through in the last six months.When Eric took Misty down with him, he took Chris' soul with him. Chris was in love with Misty since the day he had seen the cute little baby come into his home in the arms of his Mom's best friend. The word love meant Misty to him.Eric had taken that with him when he fell down from that terrace and he was forever going to hate him for that. No matter if Eric's meaning of love was different than his, he couldn't forgive him. Ever.Eric was dead the second he had hit the ground. The impact was too hard. Wrapped around in his arms was Misty.Although the bastard had trie
Misty moaned aloud in pain as she tried to sit up straight. Her eyes opened to take in a plain white room with nothing except a bed that she was laying on.She felt a hand roaming on her midriff softly. Instinctively she pushed the hand away and scrambled back quickly."You need to stop pushing me away.", Eric said with a sigh as he grabbed her again instantly in his arms."What's going on?", Misty couldn't remember a thing about what had happened and how she got here."Nothing is happening. You are back where you belong."Slowly she remembered about going with the nurse for test but nothing after that."Chris..", she whispered as she remembered the whole thing that had happened w
When she pulled back & turned around again to look at Eric, he was standing stock still. If it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest, she might have thought that he had stopped breathing altogether.Though his body portrayed a perfect calm composer, his eyes betrayed him. She hadn't seen such kind of emotion in him. Never. It wasn't anger or rage or pain. It was much, much more scary than that.Instead of waiting for him to say or do anything, she turned around, grabbed Chris's hand and walked out from there. To her surprise, Eric didn't follow them or say anything.Everything was blur for Misty. She felt like she was living in a hell, having to relive the nightmare again and again. Even her hand had started shaking from the terror and anger that she was feeling, and because it was clenched in Chris's, he co
She couldn't fathom the rage that took over her senses. She gathered all of her strength and pushed him away from her."WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" She finally shouted in anger. "Have you freaking lost your goddamn mind?"He was angry because of her refusal. His touch never burned her like it did now. She never jerked away from him like she did now. And it was hell for him, seeing the difference that had took over their relationship. His heart was burning. It has been burning since the day they broke off, and he needed her back with him to soothe that burn."What is wrong with you?" He cried out, "I'm asking you to come back where you belong. You love me and I love you, isn't that what you wanted all along?"
Just as the clock hit 3PM, Misty knew that her day wasn't getting any better but for sure it was getting worse & worse.See, today when Chris pulled his car in front of her office to drop her off, just like everyday, he got out of the car & came around to open the door for her. And then, so not like everyday, he once again, like morning, grabbed her by the neck & kissed her on the forehead."Stop doing that!" She exclaimed, not because it didn't feel nice when someone kissed your forehead lovingly, ('cause it felt absolutely fantastic, mind you), but because being near him & having him do all the gestures that she had desired of him long ago had started to make her feel funny in the stomach.
Misty gasped as she felt Chris's finger on the side of her lips. Her gaze darting straight into his. With somewhat hooded eyes Chris nonchantingly showed her the sauce that he had wiped from her lips with that finger. And then to her horror he put that finger in his mouth to lick off the sauce.Her face immediately got flustered. She couldn't utter even a word, just ducked her head down to pretend that there was nothing more important right now in world other than the food in her plate.Okay... This was getting way too weird now. Was there something going on in Chris's mind? His actions were completely strange to her considering he never missed any opportunity to dodge her teeny horny hands back in the days when she was crazy about him.And now? Well, per say, the case is complete opposite. Was there something reall
Misty walked inside the office 5 minutes prior to her timing. Most of the people were already there. She went to her desk and started scrolling through today's work.As promised Chris had dropped her to the office and even offered to come up with her to settle her safely but she knew better than having Chris in the same building as Eric, leave alone the same office.He told her that he'd pick her up at the end of the day but she denied saying that she needed to pick up her things from the devil's place.And that was it. Chris's eyes started flashing dangerously at the thought of her going back to the hell hole. So without listening to her if or buts he told his decision that he'd be the one to go pick her things up, not her. But she knew better than to let Chris walk there alone. She knew that it would be like givin
My chin jerked instantly. But gaining my composure almost instantly I said while laughing and grabbing his hand, "Shut up. Stop joking and tell me."His smirk stayed in its place, looking at me like I was no more than a fool he replied, "I'm not joking at all, Misty.""That's not funny, Eric. Seriously." My laughter had stopped entirety. What little wavering smile I had left on my face while saying this was just because I was still hoping it was all a joke. Despite understanding falling in my mind that he wasn't joking I couldn't let myself believe the words.He didn't reply. Just gave a bored expression to me like it was an everyday chore for him. My eyes were still searching his face and his eyes for an answer or one fucking trace of emotion that explained that he was just kidding. But there was nothing.
"Why the hell is it always about Chris, huh?" I asked angrily. "You always bring Chris between our talk. What have I ever done to make you think this way?""Because I know he wants to fuck you." He replied furiously."And what about me?"He growled in anger while pushing his hands through his hair."Come here." Suddenly he said while grabbing my hand and pulling me with him.He pulled me towards his table and made me sit on it while he pushed my thighs apart to stand between them."Thank you." He said while grabbing my face in his hands and staring at me with an unknown warm look in his eyes.His face descended down on mine as he start