SIENNAI didn't know what to make of what he just said, only that my heart was beating wildly within my chest. I was tempted to lean forward and kiss him but I decided to take my gaze away from him and I stared ahead into the distance. I didn't know what it was, but I just know that whatever that I felt for Sylvester had evolved into something deeper. We continued to stroll along the park and I continued to observe the playing children that passed us by as we played. He led me across to the cotton candy stand that stood at the one corner of the park and after the cone of cotton candy. I looked in awe at the fluffy pink candy and took a bite. As a child, I was never really allowed to have much candy, my father would always want me to eat healthy and would tell me that I had to be strong for whatever was to come. I guess now I know that he was talking about the responsibilities of being in charge that I had to face. I wished I was a kid again, I wish I was one of those kids running ar
SIENNAMy throat suddenly felt too dry as I glanced at Sylvester. My heart beat increased frantically and I was almost sure that I was going to have a heart attack. He was shirtless, the towel hung low from his waist and my eyes lingered longingly on his muscled chest as he used another towel to dry up his wet hair. I tried swallow past the lump in my throat. For some reason. I was unable to move from where I was. I was unable to even breathe. I looked him and sighed.As if he could suddenly sense that I was standing there and watching him, he caught my gaze. “Hi there. Are you okay?” He said and I nodded because I couldn't construct the right strings of words. For some reason, my throat was dry. My mouth suddenly felt too heavy. I felt every inch of my skin ignite into flame as I stared at him. He was strikingly gorgeous, a glorious sight to behold. “Come here” he said. My lips parted slightly. I knew it wasn't a command and I knew he wasn't ordering me around but something about t
SIENNA My heart hammered wildly within the confines of my chest. It took me a while for me to be able to register our close proximity. I pulled away, looking at him with wide eyes. I ached, hungered to kiss him again. He clutched my face between his hands tenderly as he looked at me. For some reason, we were unable to take our eyes away from each other. I was suddenly hit by the horror of what I had just done. I didn't want to focus on anything apart from the need that I was feeling, the need to consume him and claim him and claim him and make him mine but I couldn't help but feel that what I've done was completely and utterly wrong. He wasn't mine to begin with and regardless of our present condition. I couldn't think of anything that would make me feel better. It still didn't erase the fact that Tamara was still a huge elephant in the room that lingered between the both of us. Irrespective of if she was a bitch or not. I pulled away from him instantly and something in the way he
SIENNAI wondered what he meant by complicated. It bothered me but I tried to drift my mind away from it. Tonight has been a lot for the both of us. I sighed, my eyes fluttered closed almost immediately when his fingers ran through my hair. My heart beat heightened frantically and yet the tension in my chest loosened slightly. Considering what happened an hour ago. I should be panicked by our close proximity but I wasn't. I turned to face him, our eyes met once more. I was rendered breathless when his fingers ran from my hair to the side of my face. I was tempted to lean forward and kiss him again."We shouldn't be doing this. You of all people know that we shouldn't be doing this" I whispered, I had no reason why my heart was racing."I know and yet, for some reason. I don't think I can stay away from you or keep my hands off you sienna" he said. "Talk about something you've always wanted to talk about. Anything that makes you happy," I said and I listened to him talk about his ch
SIENNASylvester didn't say much during the drive back home, infact he said nothing at all. Tension lingered in the air between us. From the news he just received, to what occurred between us yesterday and I didn't know how best to bring up a conversation just to calm him down, I doubted I was going to be of much help so I opted for silence. There was still a long drive ahead of us. I noticed how tightly he clenched the steering wheel, his knuckles turned a pasty white as he held the steering wheel tightly. Unable to handle the silence between us anymore, I placed a warm hand over his as he drove. “Everything is going to be fine. It might not even be bad as you think it is” I said in an attempt to calm him down and even if he clutched my hand back, something told me that he wasn't just ready to come to terms with the fact that he could hope. “Everything was blown to pieces, sienna. I guess I should be relieved that no one got hurt,” he said and I sighed. “About yesterday night. Do
SIENNAWe treaded carefully against the ashes as we entered the storage room. My heart plummeted in my chest as I looked around, at the ashes, at the splinters of wood. If Sylvester felt this way now. I really wanted to imagine how he would be feeling later. Most of the cylinders that were kept in the storage room were blown to near pieces, we could see the splinter of woods, something in the room had been burnt in crisp ash. Whoever did this was intentional about sabotaging the room beyond recovery. I wondered who would be heartless enough to do this, to make sure we could never fix anything in this room again. Tamara, Benjamin and I remained silent, each of us tense as we watched Sylvester look at the room. An uncomfortable stretch of silence passed between us as he waited for him to react. He remained silent, with a faraway look in his eyes as he stared at the empty room that had been ruined by the fire. “When did this happen?” He finally rasped, his voice cold, empty. “Around
SIENNA“Clara?” My brows furrowed in confusion as I watched her sitting beside my father. Clara and I har never really seen eye to eye since childhood. Even though we've never really admitted it out loud. We were always in a silent competition with each other since childhood. She always had the unhealthy need to do better that me in everything that I did, and I was always under constant pressure to beat her in everything that she did as well, just so I could prove a point to my father.I felt the need to prove to him that I was capable of controlling a pack, of being a strong woman and sometimes I felt it suffocating me to the extent that it was almost impossible to breathe and all I needed was for him to tell me that it was okay to make mistakes and I could put myself back up. He never really did. Although he did always tell me that he was proud of me but that I could always go better and each time I did. Always better than the light. Everything was okay when Clara decided to move
SIENNAI pummelled my fist into the punching bag. Harder and harder. Maybe I was trying to channel all the pent up frustration that I was beginning to feel. It was still hard coming with the terms that Clara was here and she wasn't leaving anytime soon. It was hard that I would have to come with the terms that she was going to be invading my personal space. I pounded my fist harder and harder into the punching bag. I was certain that there was a possibility that it might burst.“Woah. Take it easy. Any moment from now and I'll be convinced that you're about to exploded,” Benjamin said. My head snapped over to his direction as I watched him. He casually stood by the doorway, watching me intently. My chest heaved up and down not so gently as I tried to catch my breath. I was so exhausted from my whole training exercise but eventually, I'd have to keep moving. I couldn't afford to back down now. Besides, I need to do something to release the tension from my body. My thoughts were in r