Chapter 12: Watching Her - Osiah

I toss for the umpteenth time as sleep continues to elude me. Every time I close my eyes all I see are those liquid golden orbs staring back at me with so much disappointment. As if one God cursing me wasn’t enough, now another has cursed me in some belief she’s helping me. Is it a wonder so many on earth cuss out the Gods on the regular?

It’s been two agonisingly torturous weeks since I met Yildiz. I thought each day I kept distance between us it would get easier, but boy was I fucking wrong. Her scent plagues my memories and at night I swear I can still hear the rhythm of her heart beating in my ears. Her blood still calls out to me like a siren’s song and I’m this close to shoving wax in my ears and tying myself to something to stop myself from being lured to it.

I turn onto my back and stare at the ceiling hating where my thoughts are going. I told myself I would stay away, I intended to keep that promise, but I’m going out of my mind. Maybe if I could just see her for a moment o