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RosellaI hesitantly took small steps, his orbs keeping me captive all the time as I approached him.“I’ll call you later. Keep me updated on the shipments that arrive,” He sternly asked the other person on the phone. Ending the call he looked at me with a blank face. “What pleasure do I owe you, for coming here?"Gulping, I took a seat opposite too him. “Can you do me a favor?” I mumbled quietly, fumbling with my fingers on my lap as anxiety creeped within my body.“Only if you ask something appropriate.” He husked out, leaning backwards on his chair. The reading glasses rested on the bridge of his nose with some wavy strands of hair falling out of the perfectly styled haircut on his forehead.“I need you.” I blurted, making him arch an eyebrow."What I mean is, I need you too save someone.” Muttering, I bit my lip. His eyes flickered to my lips and then in an instant travelled back to my brown orbs. “Explain.”“From what I’ve heard, you’re the best surgeon in town who can operate on
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RosellaThe rest of the day we had stayed in the hospital. Getting my car keys, Linda, Selena and I said our goodbyes to the family."Anyone up for beer?" Selena asked as we walked towards the basement. "Yeah, I'm yearning for it, how about you Rose?" Linda looked at me with those tired eyes. "I can make an exception tonight." I muttered, opening the backseat and throwing my bag in.We all sat in the car. Linda in the passenger seat whilst Selena in the backseat and I -- myself in the driving seat. "Fuck I'm so tired." Selena screeched on top of her lungs making me wince. "Shutup Sel, you sound horrendous." Linda gagged, sticking her tongue out."You both shut up, now tell me where to go?" I asked while I ignited the engine. "Devils den?" Linda hastily answered."Why ofcourse. You have your bae there, right?" Selena smirked. A blush caressed her cheek as she mumbled, "He is just a bartender, plus we didn't even talk after that night.""Sure ma'am, sure." I chuckled, nudging her elbow.
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RosellaLosing faith.Did you mean what you said? Show me that you mean it.Everything happens for a reason. Wish we could leave it in the past. But I had always bounced back like a ping pong. Everytime, everywhere, I yearned for his attention after my first love.He was like a drug for my pain.Even if he abused me, I still felt loved. I felt the heat, the rhythm of my heart. But it had soon died. His warm hugs gave me a sense of safety. He was my first in everything. My v-card belonged to him and I was happy to give him the happiness he deserved. The secret I never talked about. My friends thought I was a virgin, but I simply wasn't.His words which were sugar-coated gave me a ray of hope. A hope where I could be myself.Me and him were the couple people were envious about. They tried to make me the bad guy every damn fucking time, instead I stayed strong, not caring about the people who degraded me and titled me as a bitch. I was glad to be a bitch, slut or even a whore just for hi
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RosellaThrowing myself on the bed, my eyes scanned the ceiling, which seemed to be the best option for now. My brain getting occupied by a zillion thoughts of him.He was like an addictive drug that I had to taste. A taste that could cost me bucks, but I willing to pay.A loud groan left my mouth as I turned around on the bed. “Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.” I mumbled, a frown forming on my face. The hotness in my stomach wasn't helping either.That husky voice. That beautiful tongue. That penetrating dark gaze.His words that always shook my insides up. That handsome shitty face.A shaky breath left my lips. Grabbing the phone from beside me, I searched down his profile on Instagram, only to find it having millions and millions of followers.Fuck that famous? What was he? A celebrity?He could be one, by how he carried himself around like he was the king -- the dominant man. He looked like he was in some kind of a powerful gang or could be in a mafia...?Fuck, stop the wild running
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RosellaTake me higher, where you make everything okay.We are one.Standing infront of the classroom, I made my way in. Students already occupying the front and middle seats. Obviously.Gripping the straps of my bag, I strided towards the back row, where only few sat. Taking a place in the far left corner, I wore my glasses, since my eyesight was a bit weak. I only wore them when needed. Otherwise, no.Students were chattering amongst each other, whilst I had my airpods in my ears, listening to my all time favorite song -- Crazy in Love by Sofia Karlberg.Students entering and leaving.Few moments later a boy came towards me with a grin plastered on his face. “Can I sit here?"Furrowing my eyebrows, I tilted my head a bit. He gestured towards the airpods I was wearing. Embarrassment creeped on my face as I took them off. “Uh..” I stuttered, a streak of redness forming on my cheeks.“I was asking, if I could sit here? Cuz all the seats are full.” I hesitantly nodded.He gave me a mill
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RosellaI remember back when I was four, I loved to tease everyone which resulted in me getting trouble for my actions.My twin -- Arabella, had a very weak body. She was never allowed to play with the kids that used to roam around in the park.Her depressed face was something I got used to back than.But one thing was sure that we had the songs we sang along too. The riddles we used to read from the books. The playful dances that brought a wide laugh on her face.Sometimes mother used to hit me whenever she saw Arabella laying on the floor out of exhaustion.She was always her favorite. The type of favorite where you could abandon the other with your eyes closed, no guilt, nothing.The sadness that creeps within you is just unnecessary. No one cares but your very own self.Her fragile figure had made her into the sweet innocent kid that never talked back.She was the example of a living doll.Her life wasn't hers.Her needs were never fulfilled.Sighing, I leaned back on the bench. C
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RosellaSmile, oh baby.“I suggest you keep yourself intact. Miss Dankworth.” Professor sat on the leather chair opposite to mine. His face showing signs of concern and anger?Oh wait my imagination, sucks.After the little breakdown in the field, Grey had spotted me before I could leave the bench. He had immediately hugged me after seeing my tear stained face, him thinking that I wanted a shoulder to cry on.But the fact, I actually cried -- cried whilst he shushed me up. Fucking cried like a piece of shit I was.“Are you listening, Rosella?” He looked at me through his lashes that seemed to long. That’s what she said -- ha, the line is quite popular, if you don't know than go search it up.Humming, I leaned back on the seat.His office still the very same. Spotless and tidy. Not a thing out of its place. Also the obsession with black had enhanced to the ceiling. Wow. This man.“Rosella, I suggest you start thinking of how you’ll fund yourself for the doctorate program-- he placed hi
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Rosella“Bella, get up. It’s time to leave.” Mother yanked the blanket away earning a groan from me. “What the hell.” I yelled, instantly regretting when mum slapped my arm, harshly. “Manners young lady, the flight is in two hours.”Jolting up from the bed, I looked at her in confusion. “What? Flight? Huh?” I questioned whilst I tugged my hair back in a low bun. “We are leaving for Hawaii, now get up and pack.” She hastily spoke and strided out.What in the world is happening? Someone tell me?Getting up with a very un-lady like yawn, I walked towards my bathroom. Gazing at my reflection in the mirror, a gasp left my mouth as I saw the bruise darkened overnight. Is he a freaking vampire or what? Did mum see this or not? I hope not.. Otherwise prepare a funeral for me, thanks in advance.“Time to pack, yay.” I muttered.After doing my morning routine, I grabbed a suitcase from the corner of the closet. Getting all my toiletries, I threw them in. Lazily, I dragged myself towards the clo
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