Mag-log inSienna's POV
I drew in a long breath and slowly sat back down on the chair. My hands clutched the coffee cup that had long gone cold. For some reason, the apartment felt emptier than usual. And I hated admitting that.I sat still at the dining table, still cluttered with the remnants of the breakfast Liam had brought earlier. The half-eaten sandwich had lost its warmth. The coffee in my cup was cold, its taste flat now. Yet I kept holding on to it, as if it were the only tangible thinNoah's POV I took a breath then I climbed out the wind felt stronger outside I stood on the edge gripping the wall and the window frame tightly.I whispered, "Do not look," but of course I did and instantly regretted it. It was too high.I swallowed hard. I had come this far. There was no turning slowly. I lowered one foot searching for a foothold, on the outer wall my fingers tightened, gripping hard to keep my balance.A little more, a little more suddenly my foot slipped. my heart shot up into my throat I almost lost my grip my body swayed dangerously but I quickly held on tighter my breathing turned chaotic.“Calm down, calm down."I shut my eyes for a second then I forced myself to focusSlowly and carefully I lowered myself further.One step. Two steps. Finally my feet hit the ground.I let go and stumbled back a few steps.I made it. I actually ma
Noah's POV Dad glanced at me quickly. His look wasn’t mad, wasn’t rough but strong enough to leave no space for a fight.“Eat first.”That was it. No explanation. No answer.Then he turned, and walked to the door, each step feeling very slow in my eyes.“Dad.”I called out again, but he didn’t stop.The door popped open, and before I could say nothing elseBang. It shut again.Click.The sound of the lock echoed through the room. I stood still, not moving or talking for a bit.Then slowly the feeling of disappointment and hurt.An empty laugh came from me. “Good,” I whispered to myself.My hands clenched again. It was not my Mommy who did not believe me now my Daddy too.No one wanted to listen to me, no one trusted me.I stared at the door for a time hoping it would open again this time.
Noah's POV I did not know how much time I had been sitting by this room door. The night seemed long too long.At first, I kept hitting it and shouting for Mommy hoping she would unlock it and hear. But as time went on even my own voice began to feel useless, swallowed by the quiet.There was no reply, no steps, no clue of anyone out there. At last, I just sat on the floor, leaning by the locked door with my head down and my breath slow but deep.Anger boiled in me, quick and unyielding. Was it truly that tough to simply wait two weeks?I scrubbed my face hard. “I’ll say it all.” I whispered quietly, trying to keep that vow.I never wanted to keep this away for always. I just needed some time, a bit more time. Two weeks. Only two weeks.After that, all would be done. I would show them. Show Mom. Show Dad. That I wasn't just having fun, that all I did had a point.So why wouldn't the
Noah's POV I let out a breath and gently set the phone down on the seat beside me. My gaze shifted forward toward the street city lights glowing faintly in the distance.My mind never truly rested. Everything that had happened today replayed over and over again.The training. The pain. My coach’s voice.Beneath it all. One face that kept appearing no matter how hard I tried to push it away.Rachel.I clenched my jaw. I didn’t know when everything had turned into this. At first it was curiosity. Just a desire to try to prove that I wasn’t only "good enough" at one thing.Now this was no longer just trying. This was an obsession.I leaned my head back against the seat, closing my eyes for a moment. My body was completely exhausted. My mind kept racing without pause.I remembered Rachel’s expression every time I mentioned something. The way her eyes lit up whenever she t
Noah's POV My breathing was rough as I took off my boxing gloves. Sweat covered my body dripping from my temples to my chin. My hands felt heavy, my shoulders hurt and my face was probably bruised again.That fight was tough. I almost fell in the round. If I had been a second slower to dodge I might have collapsed on the ring floor.I sat at the edge of the ring head down trying to calm my breathing. I heard metal clanking, footsteps and other fighters talking around me.Slowly I reached for my phone in my bag. The screen lit up. I froze.I had lots of notifications. Missed calls. All from one person.Mommy.My chest tightened."Why are there so many?" I asked myself.I scrolled through the screen. One. Two. Ten more. All from Mommy. My fingers hovered above the screen. I knew I should call her back. I had been avoiding this for a long.I wasn’t ready. N
Sienna's POV “Tomorrow?” I repeated softly.He nodded. “We’re not just going to wait.”That brought me a tiny feeling of peace, at least we wouldn't just stay put.I looked back at the window. The city lights looked more bright now, the streets were more quiet as the night came fully in. With it, the dark in my heart got clearer.I didn’t know what we might see. I didn’t know what Noah had truly been up to. But one thing was for sure, I wouldn’t stop till I found an answer.When the car halted in front of a house, I stepped out without waiting for Liam to open the door. My steps were really fast like I was running from something. It was just my own thoughts that were scaring me.This house is usually a safe place.Tonight everything felt really different.I went inside. Grabbed my phone right away.
Sienna's POV My eyes closed and opened a few times. I was half asleep, half awake, listening to the house breathe in its own way. There was the soft creak of wood, maybe from the change in temperature. The sound of wind slipping through a window gap, gently stirring the curtain. All the litt
Liam's POV “We talked about it back then,” I said. “Over and over. And it always ended the same way.”She shook her head slowly. “No. Back then, you left without really listening to me.”I let out a humorless laugh. “I left because I finally listened.”Silence slipped in between
Sienna's POV I giggled, grabbed a tissue, and wiped the corners of his mouth. “Look at you, a milk kitty.”Noah laughed. “Meoow,” he said, sticking out his tongue.Liam shook his head lightly, his smile never fading. “Every morning is always like this,” he said, looking at the two of
Liam's POV As the car came to a stop at the airport drop-off area, I took a long breath before opening the door. There was still a trace of warmth lingering from the brief embrace with Sienna and Noah before I left that morning. Something inside me felt heavy about leaving home today, f







