I can not exactly describe how I feel but it is not quite right. And, it leaves me cold. -F. Scott Fitzgerald. |L O R E N Z O|Mason arrived soon later. He shares an unknowing look with Tori and decided to ignore her as he faced Lucas and asked him, "What is it?" His tone is patient and calm. "We have a problem." Lucas answers him, gesturing towards Tori with his eyes, who stands behind Mason with arms crossed against her chest. Mason turned and ran his eyes all the way from bottom to top on her body as if scanning for any familiar results in his mind but looked back at Lucas for introduction when found none. "She is Tori. Iris' friend." His head snapped back towards me and then he noticed Rocco sitting on the couch busy in his phone and away from this shit. He was quick to connect the dots as he sighed and asked, "What happened?" "Did you heard the call Mark informed you about? Where the name of Iris is called in back?" Rowan is the one who inqu
I knew from the moment I met you. I would spend a lifetime missing you. -Lee Martens. |L O R E N Z O|"Sarah, we need your help." Rowan said, coming straight to the point. "Yes?" She asked with a little hesitance in her voice yet she was ready to help and that's what matters. "Do you remember him?" I questioned pointing at Mason who stands on the right side of Rowan. Her eyebrows pinched together as she scanned him from bottom to top, in order to find any resemblance or familiarity. "Oh yeah, I do." She answered with a recognised smile. "When I came to meet you I asked you the name of the girl who called the police from here. You said it was Iris." Mason explained to her. "Yup, because that's what she said." She shrugged, simply. Rowan pulled his phone out of his pocket and scrolled through his gallery to find a picture of her, Iris, before she turned the screen towards Sarah and asked her, "Was that her?" Sarah looked at the picture
I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon. -Anaïs Nin.|L O R E N Z O|I remember, I keep remembering and there is nothing more tragic than this. To remember. When you know there is nothing left other than the memories, you remember. The one your mind forces you to live again and again. The memories which takes joy in killing you again and again by forcing you to live them and then bringing you back to life just to be killed again. This is a different kind of death. The one which more and more hurtful after each time. People say if you deal with pain on daily basis you eventually get immune to it. But they are wrong. People are wrong. This pain seems to be never ending. My heart feels shallow and light as if someone crawled their hands inside my heart and pulled out something important and necessary. I
The most fucked up thing the universe can do to a person is send them the love of their life at the same time. -Unknown. |L O R E N Z O|A soft knock appeared on the door and I lifted my head to see Rowan standing at the threshold of the door. To say I am shocked would be an understatement. He have not even spared me a proper glance in the last month and he is here? For what? When I do not say anything, he walked towards me with steady but slow steps. He sat down beside me on the corner of the bed. The room which used to smell of strawberries now smells of grief, sorrow, regrets and alcohol. He planted his hands on the either side of him, on the bed. We sat like that for a few minutes as complete silence engulfed us. "How does it feel?" He was the first one to break the silence with his question that I least expected. I look at him, shocked and confused. He tilted his head to meet my eyes, "Tell me," he insisted. I do not know what
I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but awful helpless numbness. -Sylvia Plath. |L O R E N Z O|One and half month later.."It's okay, Lorenzo. You can move on now." Her soft whispered called in the room full of darkness and I felt a hand caressing my head, tenderly. "No!" I snapped at the soft voice that can not belong to anyone else except her. "I am sorry." I found myself apologizing to the darkness that tries to swallow me. My eyes ache with the weight of unshed tears that wants to free themselves now. But no tears come out. I do not mourn her. Because mourning her would mean, accepting the reality. The reality where she does not exist. The reality where she is not breathing and it is all my fault. Call me stupid or psycho or anything but I am not ready to let go off the scraps that I get from her in my nightmares. I do not dare to let tears fall down, I do not blink afraid that it might break the dam and I would
There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because they do not yearn to reach out, but because they have tried and found no one who cares. -Richelle E. Goodrich. |L O R E N Z O|"The shipments were recieved yesterday night." Lucas informed me as I checked the payment papers of it. I nod at him before lifting my head as I asked him, "Is he here yet?" Lucas pressed his lips in a thin line as he shook his head.I signed and went back to the piles of papers. It is easier to exhausted myself with these papers than sitting with a free mind which is actually never free. Lucas walked out of the room without any other word. The phone on my table rang and I checked the called id. Nicolas. I heaved a sigh before picking his call. "Hello, Enzo?" Was how he greeted me with a sadness in his voice. "Yea," I responded to let him know about my presence on the other side of the phone. "How are you doing?" He questioned and it just hurts to think about the amount
All my grief says the same thing : this is not how it is supposed to be. this is not how it is supposed to be, and the world laughs, holds my hope by the throat and says :But this is how it is. -Fortesa Latifi. |L O R E N Z O|I am driving, on my way to Nicolas' house for the dinner he took my promise for, without me promising him. The man is too fucking stubborn to take no for an answer. I tell myself that I am only going because I want to see Elena and not because every fucking nerve in my head is ready to burst and I need my family around me. I need my brother with me. I had die before admitting that. The sky above me is gray with a very few stars twinkling, indicating the evening. The cold breeze hit my face like a fresh but fast wave and I tried not to shut my eyes to prevent any sort of accident. The drive the way from my mansion to his penthouse was calm, no music, no person to share thoughts with. Just my mind trying to escape it'
You were unsure which pain is worse - the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will. -Simon Van Booy. |L O R E N Z O|"Oh, my baby." My mom rubbed my back soothingly as I wrapped my arms around her fragile figure and buried my face in her shoulder. I tried not to break out there and then. I felt my father patting my shoulder. But I kept my mother close and hugged her for as long I could. She held me in her arms until I, myself, let go of her. "What are you doing here?" I asked with narrowed eyes and excitement in my voice. "We heard our one product was not working well." My father said, jokingly. And yes the old man calls his children, products. My mother hit him lightly on his shoulder causing a smile at my lips. "Okay guys time for some food." Zyra announced with Elena in her arms. Everyone quickly scurried towards the dinning table leaving me and mom behind. Mom brushed a few locks of hairs away from my head and looked at me,
Two months later..."You are hot." Iris' mother complimented Lorenzo and he blushed under the judgmental gaze of his girlfriend's mother."Daisy!" Mr. Emerson scolded but only if his wife was one from listening."What? Isn't he?" Mrs. Emerson looked up at her husband with doe eyes and her husband gave in."Thank you so much for coming." Lorenzo thanked the couple, genuinely."Oh come on, you are proposing her. We need to be here." Mrs. Emerson shrugged."You better take care of my little daisy or I will kill you." Mr. Emerson threatened and a death warning coming from such a sweet person absolutely had an deep impact.Lorenzo nodded his head as he assured the couple, "I will always take care of her. And, if any day I fail, you are free to take my life." Lorenzo added.Mr. Emerson nodded with assurance at the man's sincerity before walking ahead towards their assigned room."How is my favourite son doing?" Came his mother's voice.He beamed at his mother before she pulled him in her mo
What we lived through is living in us. -Unknown. |I R I S|"I have a surprise for you." Both Lorenzo and Rowan said in unison. While Rowan had a big ass smile on his face regarding the same, Lorenzo had an evil smirk plastered on his face. I stared up at them, confused. "What surprise?" Lucas asked on my behalf. "Wait!" Rowan exclaimed and quickly rushed outside the mansion, leaving the three of us behind to wait for him. He returned with two people on his tail, but he was blocking my view so I could not really see them, until he stepped aside letting me take in my surprise. "Oh my god!" The words left my lips when I saw Tori and Vince standing at a few meter distance.Tori was wearing a yellow top and black jeans while Vince on the other hand was dressed formally, like going on a business trip. I waited no more time before I rushed to them and pulled Tori in a none crushing hug. She hugged me back, happily. "I am so happy that
An eye for an eye and the whole world goes blind. -Gandhi. |I R I S|"Good morning," A husky and drowsy voice greeted me in my sleep. My eyes fluttered open and I smiled, contently, at the beautiful sight in front of me. He was hovering my body and nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck when I gave him a smile. His nose tickled my sensitive skin, pulling out a giggle from me. My hands found their to his back and I sighed in pleasure as he marked my translucent skin with his torturous kisses. He took hold of my both hands in his one and pinned them above my head. His eyes gazed into mine for a fleeting second before he leaned down and crashed his lips against mine, holding me caged under his huge body. "God! I missed you." He whispered against my lips before he shoved tongue inside my mouth, ravishing it. I was completely at his mercy and he was merciless. His free hand explored my half naked body as his hand travelled from my s
Peace be upon those who hand pick their words, for fear of hurting anyone. -Unknown.|I R I S|Today, I am going to talk to Marcus. Because, umm, I kind of got distracted from the mental note I made last night. Anyways, I wore my white crop and black jeans before I headed towards his room. Marcus, I mean. Marcus' room is right opposite to Lorenzo's. The mansion is silent today, as if, people are still asleep. Most importantly Rowan. He is the only one who keeps this mansion alive with his cheerful screams when his favourite team wins a match, or when he running away from the other mam whoever he has pissed or annoyed in the mansion on the specific days. Once, I was standing in front of Marcus' room, I heaved out a long breath and lifted my hand to knock on his door. I waited for him to open the door while I thought about all the things I can possibly talk to him about. His sister? All the things starts from her and end on her. I was bu
I want you. Your bones. Your body heat. The bite marks your teeth leave, to see how bad and beautiful those eyes look beneath me. -Beau Taplin. |I R I S|After spending the whole day together inside the room with Rowan, talking and watching movies, we finally came out of that hole at night, during the dinner time. Lorenzo, Lucas and Marcus were already sitting at the dinner table, waiting for us while the servants served the food. Lorenzo's eyes immediately came to meet mine as if he has suddenly got some super natural powers to know about my whereabouts. I descended the stairs with Rowan on my tail. When we reached the dinner table, Rowan was quick to take a swat right next to Marcus, who by the way looked very lost and was barely eating. I made a mental note to have a conversation with him after dinner. I sat down next to Lorenzo on the dinning table, his heavy gaze ready to burn a hole in my head with the intensity he is watching me.
A loss is not always a lesson. Sometimes it's just a tragedy. -Unknown. |I R I S|I saw through my half open lids as he immediately rushed to me in the burning house. Vince."Iris!" He called out again but my body feels so hot and exhausted that it feels almost impossible for me to say anything. The wound in my chest hurts so much, "Iris, open your eyes." Vince patted my cheeks as he tried to get me back to my senses. Vince looked worried. Sick worried. Like with me, he himself is going to get admitted in the hospital along with me. If we would even reach there in time. "Fuck!" He cursed and if he is cursing then the matter is really worse. Because Vince does not curse. I have never heard him curse except the one time when Tori fell down the stairs. Vince was scared for her because he thought she is going to die and leave him alone. He might not say it but it is very obvious that he loves his sister so much. Tori is lucky to have h
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth. -Jess C. Scott. |I R I S|Today morning, when I woke up, my day was already reserved for Ronan without my knowledge. So, I was waken up in the most horrible way one could wake up. That stupid human being threw a bucket of cold water on me. It not only ruined my precious sleep but also ruined my sheets as well. And, now he is sitting at floor in my room while the servant changes the sheet. I am in the bathroom brushing my teeth when all I wanted to do was sleep. "Hurry up, lazy lad." He yelled out from outside growing impatient after ruining my morning. With brush in my mouth I could not properly speak so I just rolled my eyes and went ahead to spit out the content in my mouth. I splattered cold water on my face and my eyes did not felt as heavy as before anymore. I am going to kill Rowan. Was my first thought since my brain
I can not tell you how piercingly and endlessly I think about you. -Virginia Wolf. |I R I S|A new day, a new morning, a new start and a new beginning. I woke up after a long night that provided me with the enough rest I needed for today. Stretching my arms, I let out a lazy yawn and rubbed my eyes with the back of my palm. When my eyes opened properly, I looked around in the room I was sleeping in. The same room, I used before. Everything seems exactly the same, just a few changes here and there. I smiled at the memories that are connected to this room, fondly, before standing up from the bed.I opened the curtains of the room letting the sun rays enter the room to lighten up the dark room. Light reached almost all the corners of the room, filling it with a new yellow and glowing light. My lips curved in a cheerful smile at the joy of this mew beginning.ast night, I decided to give my relationship with Lorenzo another chance. Despite all
I just want to be in love with somebody who wants to be in love with me. -Unknown. |L O R E N Z O|I took her petite hands in mine and looked into her eyes with tenderness before I spoke, "I did a lot of horrible things, Iris." I started, speaking with my heart because I do not remember remembering these words when I was preparing for the apology speech that Google helped me write. "I made mistakes. I disappointed you. I hurt you." I confessed all my mistakes, "But, I never meant to." I told her. "I am not trying to justify my actions here. Trust me." I insisted as if my world would crumble down if she would believe otherwise. Her violet orbs stayed focused at me while I spoke, not saying a word or interrupting me, "I.. I want to tell you that everything was wrong. It was so fucking wrong. And, you do not know how fucking sorry I am." My voice shakes when I say this and I control myself from breaking into a crying mess. Because I feel th