Chase's POVShe shivers at my tone, and instead of talking, she pushes herself even closer to me, her legs on each side of mine. I groan at the pressure; thanks to her skirt, the only thing separating us, is my jeans and the thin material of her underwear.I swear she does these things to me on purpose.My heart pounds in anticipation and she doesn't waste time as she flicks the clasp of her bra, letting it fall over her shoulder. And fuck me, she is a sight.Lilly is a girl who is pretty much confident in her own skin, she knows she has it in her, she knows her effect, and she takes full pleasure seeing me lose all of my shit over her."You're fucking perfect," My voice comes out all thick and hoarse. Her smile is innocent, it shows how she liked my words, and reveled in how much I want her. Her cheeks turning pinker, a total contradiction to the wild want in her dangerous eyes.Not wanting her to think more, I just let her feel, feel how much I wanted her, how much I craved her for
Chase's POVI woke up alone.The arms that held Lilly all night long were empty now.It was cold again.I rubbed at my eyes and looked around the room, at the sanctuary that kept us locked in, at the bed where I took her again and again, where I showed her how much I loved her and needed her.I hoped she'd see it, that she'd change her mind.But now, she is just gone. Again.My eyes fell on the nightstand to notice a folded piece of paper laying there. My eyebrows pulled closer and when I edged forward to take it, I noticed the blue ribbon laying on top of it.I fisted the ribbon in my hand, then took the paper and unfolded it. My heart clenched tight as my eyes started reading the words written:'I know it sucks that I am doing this over a small piece of paper, and you can blame me for this later and call me all kind of colorful names, I give you the permission.First, I am very sorry for making you wake up all alone after such an amazing night, but Chase, I can't do this. I can't.G
Five years later...Lilly's POVI can handle a lot of things in this life.I can handle almost everything.I can handle the truth.It's the lies that kill me.I think to myself as I raise the handbag, trying to squeeze it into the overhead compartment. I push harder, and harder but it doesn't slide inside.I grit my teeth and just think.Lies.So. Many. Fucking. Lies.Dizziness swarms my vision as I put whatever energy I have left into pushing the stupid bag. I groan in annoyance and I just want to scream, every nerve in my body is crying out loud, in pain, in fatigue, and in betrayal."Here, ma'am, let me help you," The stewardess says and I let him take care of it as I slide into my seat. Sitting down doesn't do me any good either. The tightness inside my stomach only increases with every passing second, I just want to throw up.I would've, but having not eaten anything for the past two days isn't helping at all.I open the front camera of my phone and stare at my reflection. I almo
PART TWO Alex's POV I've tasted heartbreak before. It's not a foreign feeling for me. Its bitterness is still embedded deep down in my mind. It's rooted in a very dark place, a one I've locked years and years ago. It's just been long. So long since I last felt it ripping at my inside. It's been a long time since I felt like I could lose everything again. Heartbreak was when they told me the plane crashed. It was when Cara came back. It was when Lilly looked at me and called another man dad. It is now, at this exact moment as she stood right there and called me a killer. It's ironic how I always felt that this moment would come one day. Our past was too complicated, too messed up to stay hidden and buried. I was a fool to think it wouldn't knock back on our doors again. The irony is that I tried to prepare myself for it, but now, as she looked at me like that, with so much blame, so much pain, and something akin to hate; I knew I am not ready. I was never ready. She knows the
Lilly's POV"I can't believe your dad is finally okay with this!" Sally squealed, pulling me into another hug.I hugged her back, "Me neither, but he did make me a big huge list of rules, he is probably just trying to discourage me from going, I swear," Sally chuckled at my words and shook her head, "Still, this is so exciting, we both are going, I might burst from happiness, I can't help it!"I smiled at her enthusiasm and crossed my legs over the bed, thinking about what's to come. It is exciting. A new country, a new place, a new me, and most importantly, a new beginning."Did you tell Chase?" Sally's words broke through my thoughts and my smile slowly dropped. I shook my head, "We haven't talked a lot lately," I mumbled, fidgeting with the cover of my phone, "Actually we haven't talked at all for like two weeks," I pulled into a deep breath and looked at my lap, "He is busy with finals, I am also busy with mine, so it's okay, whatever."I felt her hand rest over mine, "Lilly, are
Two years later...Lilly's POVI officially have no friends anymore.Nope. None. Nada.The friend endearment shouldn't be used so loosely, because no matter what you do for them, the moment always comes and they stab you right in the back.I sighed as I read again through the last message Sally has sent me.She ditched me. That little back-stabber ditched me, her best friend for ten years, for some guy she only met a week ago.I texted the other girls in our group, and they all had excuses. One just got her period, the other is fighting with her boyfriend over something, the third is staying at her boyfriend's place...and Sally is probably having sex by now.Great. Just another one of the many disadvantages of being single at this age and time.The bartender interrupted my self-pity session and pointed to my half-empty martini glass, "Can I get you another one?"I shook my head, "Not yet, thanks," Because apparently, I will be heading home after this.I internally groaned. All I wante
His words spoke loud and clear. Even though I just met him, but he spoke the truth. I keep trying to suppress that part of me down. It seemed that part of me only existed wherever Chase was. That storm reveled in his calmness, because Chase could easily tame that part down, and without him, I feel that I would just get lost if I let go. I kept guarding and trying to take control but to what end?Now, as those silver-blue eyes mischievously challenged me, I thought that it's maybe okay to let go and get lost again.My gaze drifted down to my see-through shirt, "What am I gonna do about my shirt though?"His eyes went there and he smiled, "I've got a jacket in my car, you can borrow it."I didn't think, I just placed my hand in his, letting him take the lead. It was reckless and dangerous and at the moment, I so liked that. He pulled me outside to the street and paused by the side of what I suppose is his car. He opened it to get the jacket as I sucked into a deep gulp of air, inhaling
PrologueLilly's POVToday is the day.You know, the day.The one I was waiting for since I accidentally opened an - ahem - a very restricted webpage. It was an accident. I swear. It's not like I was seven years old, searching on my iPad, "Where do babies come from?" after my dad told me that he picked me up from Walmart and is planning on returning me back.It's not like my mother told me that babies come after you hug someone and I went around my school hugging every boy in sight but never got pregnant. It's not like that at all.Okay. Maybe it was exactly like that.What can I say, I was a curious kid. When I wanted answers, I went around searching everywhere till I found them.My first thought was that babies came from amazon. I remember asking Alexa to order me a baby. I think my question confused her because right the next day, she broke down. I try to think of it as an accident, last thing I want is a machine-killing guilt on my conscious. Anyway, I knew I had to depend on myse