FREYA'S POV: I groan groggily, tossing and turning on the soft mattress that feels like cloud, fazing in and out of consciousness before I realize the big wide space next to me with lingering warmth where he was supposed to be.A wave of panic forces me up again, racing my heart faster and leaving me very much unnerved, till I look up properly and see him seating on the couch few feet ahead, watching the TV.I sigh once relief floods through me, like calming water. I’m not alone.Yet, I still dread the feeling, the fear of being left alone, a constant reminder of the shit I had been through that I desperately want to forget…so I can be myself again.While I tap on my chest in relief, he turns to me, realizing I’m awake now, sitting more upright and high on alert. His forehead twisted with worry.“You okay? Did you have a nightmare?” He asks.“No.” I respond, still patting on my chest.Surprisingly, I hadn’t had a single dream or nightmare which is a surprise. Possibly the sex had t
FREYA'S POV: He groans for the umpteenth time once the lights finally go dark and the large white screen lights up.“I told you to pick something you’ve never done before.” He reminds me of our deal, like I had been deaf when he brought up the suggestion.“Yeah, I heard you.”“You’ve never been to a cinema?” He acts all shocked again for the seventh time.“Strict parents.” I say as an excuse.In actuality, my assigned parents never deemed me worthy enough to enjoy the classic childhood and teenagehood entitled to every offspring.Been scrubbing pots since I could walk. No way they’d let me waste time at the cinema.“Well, I guess I can relate to that.” He comments.Unfortunately, his comment is an instant trigger and suddenly, I’m flinching from the memory. I know just how strict his father especially is.I unwillingly shiver in my seat and he notices quickly, stretching out to take a hold of my arm even if I flinch away.“Sorry, too soon?” He comments, rubbing on my back.“Yeah, kin
SILAS' POV:I look away before she walks through the gate and hop into the cab again. I can’t bear to watch her leave.If I do, I know I wouldn’t leave.I’d grab her by the hand and say everything I really want to say… that she’s mine and no one else’s.We’d go somewhere far, no matter how treacherous it may be and stay far away from father’s eyes.But she doesn’t deserve that. She doesn’t deserve to be on the run, constantly watching her back after she’s been through so much because of me. I wouldn’t put her through that.She deserves much more stability, and I can only give her that through this… I can’t lay claim on her no matter how much I want to.All this is for her.“Where to?” The Cab driver asks, looking at me through the mirror.I sigh now, tired exhausted…numb.“The Alpha’s royal estate.” I say.He raises a brow at me, clearly confused or curious as to why I would want to go there and such far distant at such a time.I could have summoned a driver, but I really don’t care
FREYA'S POV:Once I pass through the gates, I hear the car pulling away and my chest constricts again, but I keep moving forward not, daring to look back.My eyes sting with warmth.I take a deep breath again, moving forward.It’s not like I won’t see him again, right? We go to the same school. The distance is just necessary for now.I walk a for few more minutes, rubbing my arms from the cold breeze that suddenly hits.“Freya!”I hear her scream before I see her. I turn to my left a second before she crashes into me and we both fall onto the ground.“Xena…”I know it’s her from her familiar scent and just how tightly she squeezes my ribs, almost cracking the ones that have just started healing.“Freya!” She says again, just as she begins balling her eyes out in tears.Her body trembles against me as she wails out without a care of who might see or hear her.“Xena…” I say, trying to pry her off me but my hands are weak for some reason and grow even weaker with every tug till my eyes g
My eyes remain wide awake even when the sun slowly rises and nature’s light begins filling the room.Not even a wink of sleep visits me… I wonder why.I should be able to fall asleep, being on such a comfy bed far far away from that torture chamber. I had slept right next to Silas… yet I was unable to rest for a single moment.Now that it's morning, I feel even more exhausted than ever. Sadly, it’s just me that feels that way.Xena’s already up, bright and early, humming very loudly after she came back from having a bath and getting dressed.I groan in frustration, clogging my ears with the pillow.Now that my eyes are feeling heavy… if I could just fit in a moment's rest.“Are you awake?” She pops up right next to me suddenly.I jump up in fright, tumbling to the ground with my butt first from the intrusion I wasn't expecting.Now, my butt is sore and I feel a slight headache coming on.Well, there goes my sleep.“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I wake you up?” She asks, looking more guilty than
“What the hell Adam!” Xena yells once she successfully rests her butt on the back seat again.The sudden halt had thrown the both of us forward, crashing into the seats right in front of us.I rest back, rubbing on my sore neck that had been twisted painfully from the collision my head had made.“Ouch.” I say, rubbing the top of my head as well“Sorry, guys. Something suddenly… jumped into the road. I had to hit the break.”I sit up, peeping forward from my side window and seeing nothing but an open road ahead of us.“I don’t see anything though.” I say.“Yeah, it jumped out as fast as it had jumped in.” He explains.“I’m definitely driving on our way back.” Xena says, leaning and huffing again.Adam doesn’t protest and gives in quite easily to Xena’s request.The journey continues without a hitch just like that.“Back to what we were saying.” Xena resumes once again, excitedly turning to me.I had hoped she had forgotten the awkward conversation she had brought up. To my dismay, she
The rest of the day goes smoothly, and I finally let myself relax and expose myself to the therapy of shopping.I must admit… it actually does work.The week that follows rolls by, quicker than I want, but I don’t hate it too much. A part of me desperately wants to fall into some kind of routine that can keep my mind active.I mostly sleep and lay in bed, staring at my phone.Not once did Silas call or text, but I assume he’s too busy with work… I mean, he did say he had lots of things to do. I assume closing the investigation concerning my whereabouts would take some time.Plus, I also wasn’t ready. So, it went on like that till the first day of school resumption.First day of school… Darn.If only I could feel as excited as I was on the very first day I set foot on school premises… But no, I’m terrified and anxious.Somewhere along the lines of being kidnapped and tortured my crush’s father, aided by my best friend’s ‘on and off’ boyfriend, I lost my social skills and the joys o
FREYA'S POV: The sudden urge to puke overcomes me, and I gag before quickly blocking my mouth with my hand and swallowing it back down.Lucas' face turns blue with horror, and Adam sets into panic mode.“Holy shit… are you okay?”“Yeah.” I mutter, but I really don’t feel okay “You look green.” Adam points out.Suddenly, I feel so nauseous and dizzy.“Okay, maybe I’m not okay.” I confess.I badly need to puke.Lucas stands there, holding my books, too petrified to say anything. He probably thinks I’m disgusted by him but that’s not really the case. I just pictured his guts red, all bleedy and dangling out of his body.Thinking about it again, I feel another puke coming again.“Okay, that’s it. I’m taking you to the nurse’s office.”“No… I’m going to miss the first class.” I whine.“You can afford to miss it.”Before I can protest even more, he picks me up in his arms with much ease. I imagine I’m as light as a feather with the lack of flesh look I’m sporting.I don’t fight and let h