KylanI had only been gone for two days, but it felt like I had spent eternity apart from Lisa. I craved her company more than I had imagined, and it had become impossible for me to go to bed without thinking about her. I was doing my best to stop all of my recent obsession with her, but the harder I tried, the worse it became, and it was slowly beginning to drive me insane.These feelings weren't supposed to be real, they weren't real, and I refused to believe that any of it was real. There was no way I was actually in—"Are you okay, dude?" Cole's voice pulled me away from my thoughts and back to reality. "You've been distracted all day, is everything alright?" "I'm fine, don't worry about me. What were you saying again?" I assured, and although Cole didn't exactly believe my words, he went ahead to continue what he had been saying before I lost touch with reality."I'm suggesting that it's time you get married. You know getting a wife would solidify your claim to your family's wea
KylanAfter five full days of not being with Lisa, I finally gave in to my desperation. It felt like hell living without her, and the phone calls and text messages just weren't enough for me. "You're leaving already? We're yet to conclude the contract with Black industries, what should I do about it?" Cole inquired, alarmed by the sudden change in plans. I was supposed to stay for at least one week, but I didn't think I'd be able to survive another night without Lisa being in my arms. I couldn't sleep, not without thinking of her for at least an hour. And I couldn't concentrate fully at work either. All I could think of was Lisa, and it was driving me insane. "You're my best friend, Cole, I trust you can handle everything in my absence." I returned, but Cole was not satisfied with such a bland answer. "Why the sudden change in plans? Did something urgent come up?" He demanded with an arched brow, he clearly had questions, and he wanted answers. However, I was not about to let
KatarinaI could help but feel like Jerome was slowly beginning to pull away from me. He was always lost in his thoughts all the time, and barely gave me any attention since he came back. He was constantly busy, or occupied with something important, one that he would never tell me. I had no idea what had changed, nor did I know what I had done wrong. He seemed like a completely new person ever since he came back, and I was yet to get used to this part of him. I wanted to confront him about it, but felt that it might be too early. Perhaps he was just mad about something, and it was probably best to let him handle his internal conflicts first before jumping to conclusions. After all, it's only been two days since he came back."Should I make lunch for the both of us? You haven't eaten since morning." I asked in an attempt to start up a conversation with Jerome, but as expected he quickly shut me down with a simple wave of his head. "Don't bother yourself, I'll find something to eat
KatarinaI didn't feel like going back home, not after everything that had transpired between Jerome and I. I was still angry, and he had been calling me all day, but I didn't answer. However, staying out all night wasn't an option for me. If we had been staying at the hotel, I might have just left for my apartment. However, Jerome was at the apartment, and I was certain he wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon. Tired and exhausted from hiding all day, I decided it was probably best to return home and talk things out with Jerome. Perhaps I had reacted a little too harshly, and should have tried to talk to him more before storming out of the house. With a deep breath, I finally came to the conclusion of going back home. This was our first fight, and it was probably best to keep it from escalating. Flagging down the next taxi, I gave the driver my address and settled into the back seat, my mind heavy with thoughts, while my whole body was exhausted from the day's work. The city
Kylan I stared in horror at the sight before me. The Christopher that I had brushed off as a regular one had turned out to be my brother, and now I was ridiculed with regret. However, now was not the moment to worry about regrets. I needed to take Lisa out of here more than anything, but I couldn't move even if I wanted to. Christopher had a gun with him, and it was aimed right at me. Makayla on the other hand stood aside, a wicked grin spread across her face. I couldn't say I was surprised to see her, but I was definitely shocked that she was working with Christopher. I thought she would be wiser to realize that Christopher was not going to help her. He only cared about himself, but Makayla had proven once again that I always gave her too much credit. She was not smart, and now I was convinced. "Christopher? What are you doing here? What's the meaning of all this?" It was Lisa who did the questioning. She was very obviously oblivious to Christopher's true identity, and she still
Kylan It felt as though my world was crumbling, and there was nothing that I could do to save it. Lisa was on the floor crying her eyes out, while Christopher stood aside, his gun still pointed at me, and his face bright with a diabolical smile. He was enjoying every second of torturing me, and he was clear he didn't have any intentions of stopping any time soon. "I'm sorry you have to find out this way, Katarina. But the man you love so much, is none other than the person you rejected months ago." "That's enough! Just say what you want and get out already! You've said enough already." I thundered without any ounce of fear in my bones at the moment. I couldn't care less if the nuzzle of the gun was millimeters away from my head. All I wanted at this moment was for Makayla and Christopher to just disappear from the face of the earth. I despised the two of them, and I never wanted to see them ever again. Christopher's grin widened as he lowered the gun slightly, though still
Kylan I thought I'd feel pain, but I didn't. It was probably because I was dead, corpses can't feel pain, could they? No, I wasn't dead, at least not yet. There was no pain, and I could still see light simmering through the window even with my closed eyes. But then again, Christopher had fired, so what did he hit? Terrified, and curious, I opened my eyes to meet Makayla in a tug of war with Christopher. She might be on his side, but she clearly wasn't okay with him Killing me. The first shot had pierced through the window, and only heaven knows who or what it had hit. "What do you think you're doing, Makayla? Have you officially lost your mind?" Christopher inquired with a suspicious look on his face. He clearly wasn't happy with the fact that Makayla was getting in his way, and he was evidently disgusted by the fact that she had come to my defense. "This wasn't part of the plan. You said you wouldn't kill any of them, so what exactly are you doing? If you kill him, everybod
Katarina I didn't know what to say or do at this point. Everything was so overwhelming, and even my thoughts had become too heavy for me to bear. I needed rest from everything that had just happened, and I didn't want to have to deal with all the questions that were being thrown at me at the moment. Work had already torn me down, and after everything that had just happened, the last thing I wanted to deal with was this. "Excuse me, please." I muttered to the policeman questioning me. He nodded and I immediately took that chance to run away and hide up in my room. This was too much for me, the lies, the revelations, everything was just too much. "Lisa—" I heard Christopher, or rather Kylan call out my name. He was already in the room, but I didn't want to talk, nor was I in the mood to listen to anything he had to say at the moment. "My name is Katarina. You can call me by that name now." I corrected him before turning away from his gaze. "Can we talk about what happened