meziafavourの小説

JaxI had already heard their voices before I got anywhere near the door, so there was really no point pretending I didn't know who had shown up. I remained seated on the couch for a little while longer, absentmindedly flipping through television channels without actually seeing anything on the screen.Ever since finding out Nathalie was my sister, my mind had been a complete mess, and sleep hadn't exactly become my best friend. Still, hearing Charles outside somehow managed to irritate me enough to get me moving. I stood up lazily, adjusted the oversized hoodie I was wearing, and walked toward the entrance just in time to hear Emily sigh dramatically."Oh," Emily said as she turned around, forcing a smile onto her face. "I was just about to come get you.""I figured," I replied dryly before shifting my attention to Charles, who looked unusually uncomfortable standing outside my apartment door.Emily glanced between the two of us and seemed to immediately decide she wanted no part in

Charles I spent almost an hour convincing myself not to come. Then I spent another thirty minutes trying to convince myself that maybe Emily was right… Jax needed space and time.She needed a chance to sit with everything I had thrown at her without me hovering around looking guilty and miserable.Unfortunately, I had never been particularly good at giving people space, especially when those people were Jaxen.I tried distracting myself earlier. I went back to the hideout, checked on Brad, annoyed Fernandez by asking too many questions, and nearly got kicked out because apparently standing over a recovering patient while carrying enough emotional baggage to sink a ship wasn't considered therapeutic.Then I called Ivan. Unfortunately, that turned out to be a terrible decision.He picked up on the second ring. "Did she stab you?" Ivan asked immediately.I frowned. "No.""Throw something at you?""No.""Tell you to get lost?""No.""Then why do you sound like someone buried your dog?""

JaxenI didn't think I slept.I knew I closed my eyes at some point, but every single time I drifted off, I saw her face.Nathalie.Sometimes she was sitting across from me at the ice cream shop, smiling while telling me about Charles kissing her. Other times, she was crying in Charles' arms. Then she became the woman from the café stories, the woman he waited five years for, the woman he nearly destroyed himself trying to rescue.And then she became something else… my sister.I hated those two words. I hated the way they sounded together. I hated the way Charles had looked at me when he said them, like he knew he was setting my entire world on fire and there was nothing he could do to stop it.I rolled onto my side and stared at the half-eaten sandwich sitting on the nightstand.I'd taken two bites out of it yesterday. Maybe three. I couldn't remember. Food tasted weird now. Everything tasted weird, even breathing felt different.I groaned and buried my face into my pillow. Maybe he

Charles The apartment had been quiet for almost twenty minutes.I sat on the edge of the couch staring at absolutely nothing while Jax remained locked inside the bathroom. At first, I told myself she simply needed space. Anyone would after finding out something like that. But as the minutes dragged by, the silence began to feel heavier and dangerous.It was the kind of silence that wasn't empty at all… more like the kind that was filled with thoughts, questions and pain.I rubbed my face tiredly. The image of her standing in the park refused to leave my head, especially the way she'd stared at Nathalie and the way her entire expression had changed, as though she had been looking at a stranger and family at the same time.A sharp vibration pulled me from my thoughts.My phone.The screen lit up. It just had to be Ivan.I closed my eyes briefly.Of course, this conversation had been coming.I answered before the second ring. "Ivan."The response was immediate."What the hell were you t

Jax "Take me to her."The words left my mouth before Charles could finish whatever excuse he was about to give. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt painful, yet somehow not painful enough to distract me from the chaos tearing through my head. Everything I thought I knew about my life had just been ripped apart and rearranged into something I didn't recognize. A sister. Not a distant cousin. Not some family friend. A sister. My sister. And Charles was sitting there looking at me like he expected me to calmly process that information and wait for the right moment. I laughed bitterly and shook my head."Jax—""No." I turned sharply toward him. "Take me to Nathalie. Right now. Or take me to someone who can confirm this story because if you think I'm just going to sit at home wondering whether you're telling the truth, then you've completely lost your mind."Charles rubbed his forehead and exhaled heavily. He looked exhausted. For the first time since this conversation started, I n

Jaxen The second I got into the passenger seat, I slammed the door shut and turned toward Charles."What the hell was that?" I demanded. "You looked like you saw a ghost."Charles didn't answer immediately. Instead, he pulled away from the curb and merged onto the road. His attention stayed fixed ahead, his hands gripping the steering wheel tighter than usual.I hated that. I hated when he went quiet. It usually meant something terrible was coming."Charles."He said nothing."Charles."He sighed. “What?""What do you mean what?" I snapped. "A minute ago, you were practically shoving me into your car because some random vehicle appeared, and now you're acting like everything is fine.""It's handled," he just said like it was supposed to calm me down."That's not an answer.""It's the only one you're getting right now."I laughed in disbelief and leaned back in my seat. “Unbelievable."The city passed outside the windows while silence settled between us. Unfortunately, silence and I h