NATASHA'S POVThe next morning, I was so shocked to see Layla parked outside the house, waiting for me with a huge smile on her face.âHey bestie.â She cooed, waving her hand at me as I walked towards her. I resisted the urge to laugh and settled for a scoff instead.I stopped in front of her, a frown crossing my features.âI'm surprised you remember where I live, Layla.â I said dryly. She grinned and pulled me into a hug.âOh come on, don't be like that. It's only been a few days since we last spoke!â When she pulled away, she gave me an affectionate pat on the head, like I was her little puppy or something.âYou're so adorable, honey. We've always been together since we met. That's why you're not used to this situation.â I frowned. Seriously? She rolled her eyes when I said nothing, and put the sunglasses she was holding back on.Sunglasses I hadn't really noticed before. I looked at her again, really looked at her.She lookedâŠdifferent. Her skin was glowing, her hair was up in a
NATASHA'S POVI smiled, and nodded my head as if he could see me. If he was calling me, he meant he cared right?I guess he really is nice. It meant a lot that he thought of calling again to check up on me.âYeah, I can't. I keep thinking about seeing her empty eyes if I close my eyes for a second.â I said quietly.âI know what you mean.â He said quietly as he paused. âHow about we talk? Maybe if we talked long enough, you'll get exhausted enough to fall asleep.â He suggested.I nodded my head, âYeah, I would like that.â I replied.âGreatâŠoh, and did your parents get mad that you got home so late?â He asked.âMy mom mostly, but the anger went away when she saw what a mess I was.â I said.âDid you start crying again?â He teased and I laughed.Of course I cried but I wasn't going to tell him that. He would just call me a crybaby again.Which wasn't fair, who wouldn't shed several bucketfuls of tears if their friend died?Of course, I knew he wasn't trying to be mean, he was just trying
Author's NoteYay!đ„ł finally, I'm almost done with my exams.đ©đ one more to go guys. It has honestly been so hard to write...I just need y'all support and encouragement to keep going. Updates will come everyday now since I'm done with exams.â€ïž I love you!NATASHA'S POVThe moment I walked into the house however, and I met my family all seated in the living room, I knew nothing was going to be okay anymore.My mom's face was a mask of anger, I wasn't surprised to see Dad was even more worried than angry.Piper and Bart were staring in concern, probably worried Mom might scold me harshly for returning so late.My mom sprang to her feet immediately while Dad called her name, as if reminding her to be calm.âWhere the hell have you been, Nat?â My mom hissed. I realized how I could see my mom right now, even though she was angry.I looked around at all of them. Patty was never going to stare at her mom's face, she would never be able to see anyone's face again.God, how dark it must be ri
AUTHOR'S NOTE đFirst of all, I would like to thank everyone who's read my story so far, no matter how little, I appreciate it!đ„șAnd those who have added this book to their libraries? I love you even more. Forgive me if the story isn't perfect, but I promise if you're into slow burn romance, second chance love and glow up, revenge arcs, then this is the story for you.And if you've read the first five chapters before, I'm kindly asking that you go back and reread them. I completely rewrote the first few chapters to make it a more exciting read for y'all so you're more excited to check out other chapters.đ„șI promise you'll love the chapters enough to check unlock other chapters!Also, there might be errors and typos or things that don't add up in my story, I would appreciate your KIND corrections, and or constructive criticism but I will not appreciate hate or aggressive corrections.And I'm really really sorry for the suspense I've put anyone through by not posting regularly, but I
NATASHA'S POVNo, oh God no. This couldn't beâŠthere had to be a reason her pulse was gone.Maybe she just passed out. You can't feel a person's pulse if they fainted right?But why was my heart beating so fast, threatening to jump out of my chest?Why were her eyes wide open like that? Frozen in shock and fear?âPattyâŠâ I called softly, my voice breaking, threatening to fall apart. I pushed gently and that's when I saw it.The bloodâŠthe pool of blood on the part where her head laid.I screamed. Another bloodcurdling scream that could have been miles away.âPatty! Patty! No, please, PattyâŠwake up!â I yelled. I was becoming hysterical.The situation was starting to dawn on me. The loud crack, the sickening crunch when she fell.The lifeless open eyes, the lack of a pulseâŠno, God no. Please. We were just talking.We just took pictures. I could see her smile in my head, hear her laughter in my soul.I could see the way her eyes glinted with mischief and humor when she teased me, the look
NATASHA'S POVThe girls were chattering excitedly amongst themselves while the guys pretended they weren't affected.But I didn't need to hear their conversation to know who that guy was.Peter Melton. I had locked eyes with him. As he walked past the door, our gazes had met.It didn't last more than a few seconds but in those few seconds, I felt something I had never felt before.Attraction. Electric, like it had been pulling us towards each other.What I felt for Professor Cain was nothing but an innocent crush but for PeterâŠit was attraction.Was I stupid to believe he felt it too? That kind of attraction was something two people felt.But that was ridiculous. There was no way Peter Melton was attracted to me.He was soâŠhot. And some of the girls were right. He looked like a foreigner.His skinâŠGod, he was gorgeous. Those strikingly gorgeous blue eyes, the detail of his face.I supposed he was what they called a Greek god. I imagined if Zeus or Poseidon were a teenage mortal, they