Holding my hip, I shifted in bed, finding a comfortable spot on its softness. My body felt so bruised that if I moved an inch, I'd bleed."Couldn't sleep?" Eric's voice filled my ears.His arm snaked around my waist, making sure that his palm would brush on my bare skin under the thick blanket."Feeling sore?"He should know how monstrous he is in bed.Dropping a kiss on the side of my neck, I suddenly felt fine.Our bareness undercovers aids the coldness of the night. It's fiery and igniting another spark."Like hell," I answered, which made him laugh.His breath poked the skin behind my ear, causing the hair on my nape to sizzle, forming goosebumps.A silent hiss escaped my lips when I felt the tip of his tongue map my skin. On my nape, the side of my neck, and my jaw. It twirls right on my sweet spot, starting another fire.My hands gripped the sheets, feeling so sated even without having him inside of me.His palm travels from my belly down to my thigh, keeping its slow and sensual
He looks so calm. Very tenacious type of person when it comes to dealing with his papers.He looks so good while he sits there on his swivel chair, with his glasses on and neatly wearing his suit.I could just sit here a few feet away from him and stare at him the whole day. But time is running out, and I haven't taken a peak of knowing what he avoids talking about."Can I help you?"Behind those eyeglasses are his piercing, but addictive eyes looking straight at me. His lips wore a small smile that brightened the room.How could someone look so perfect as him?"Huh?" Brought back to earth after flying around in space, I sat straight from crouching. "Uh-- nothing," I stammered.A soft chuckle escaped his lips."Why am I here in your office again?"I was in the middle of minding the job I left last week when Maddie came up, telling me that the "boss" wanted to see me.By the way, Maddie goes back to her smiling era. She respected me once more when she figured out that the rough accusat
Two stones can make a fire. Pour oil and feed it with wood, a wildfire.In his eyes, I saw hell. The eternal burning place reflects on the sweat on his forehead. The raging red on his skin. The blood that runs in his veins shows.I could feel Joshua's delirium firing up while I stood there, as in butter on a heated pan. I don't know if that metaphor works, but that's the situation at the moment."Sir Eric, I'm sorry. He kept insisting." Eric's secretary apologized as he stood by the door with a worried face.Dismissing it, Eric made a hand signal that I didn't have any idea. As soon as his secretary left with a nod, the room felt heavier and hotter.Just the three of us, glaring and sweating.Trapped in one box, fire beneath our feet. Air dry, throat deserted.If things get worse, I'm the one at fault. I'm the one who brought them into this situation. And I am responsible for every result that's going to happen.How come I never do good things in life?"Get away from him, Nicole." Jos
Loud shouting voices welcomed my ears as soon as I woke. My head feels like something's squishing it, and the noise is making it worse.My hand flew to my head and groaned."You're the one who hit her, remember that, rich ass bullshit! This is your fault!"Joshua's voice grumbled the whole room. The sound of vexing spreads along his tone."She won't be here in the hospital if you didn't show up in the first place!" Eric yelled back at him. "You have no authority in her the moment you chose a bitch over a real woman," taunted Eric."Sir, this is a hospital. So please, take it outside. You're stressing a lot of patients here including Ms. Allen."Turning my head in the direction, I saw them standing by the green curtain. A nurse tries to pacify the fight.Joshua's pacing back and forth while Eric's burning glare torches him alive."What happened?" I grunted and tried to get up.Just before I could lift myself, hands stopped me from moving."Lay back down," Eric softly says."Don't move,
"I don't understand," I distressingly plopped my bottom on the couch while I stared at the plant. "Why is it still dying?"Counting the leaves, my days are running out.Still."Are you sure about what you told me to do?""That question of yours makes me feel like you're in doubt about my words," Serena replied while staring outside the window as if something was interesting to look at."What? No, I'm just asking."Seeing nothing wrong with what I asked, I sat there holding my head like it was a ball and let it sit on my hands."I already found out what's hurting him. Why isn't it working?" I asked the plant as if it was going to talk to me.Close to melting, I stared blankly in the air. It's time to face the fact that I am doomed, for real, this time. Worse than the first time."What is it that you found out, may I ask?" Serena asked, getting distracted by the line of ants walking by the ledge of the window.Wrinkling not just my nose but my whole face, the sourness couldn't hide well
My eyes were welcomed by a beautiful view, but that view had no color.I can smell the wet dirt. The grass underneath my feet is drying. The cloud cries, blue sky can not be seen, only gray, only darkness. The sound of rain rings in my ears, drowning all the noises. And I can taste blood.My hand flew to my mouth when I coughed. I felt something wet flick on my palm.Blood."No," I gasped.Tried wiping my mouth clean, but the smudges of redness felt sticky on my cheek.My eyes blurred, and my sobs came out so easily that echoed around me."Fight it, you have to fight it."Serena's voice was brought by the wind. Following it, I found her lying on the ground, weak and fading.Running to her, I fell on my knees as soon as I found her being taken by the earth. Her skin is whiter than usual. Her eyes that boasted colors are becoming steel, and her body is covered with withered flowers and grass, vining around her."Serena!"Wanting to free her, I grabbed the vines, but the thorns wounded my
I stood there frozen.Eyes wide open, hands are shaking.The fact that I have heard him yell at me almost every day for more than half a decade, I shouldn't react this way. But the problem is, I got used to his sweetest side. The monster in him has been forgotten, and now it's coming back.When I felt how hot my eyes were, I hung my head low and accepted the defeat.My heart feels tightened. I can hardly breathe."For sure," my shaking voice uttered before pivoting."I'm sorry," he whispered, enough for me to hear it. "That was so rude of me, I-- I'm just so stressed with all these."Motioning his hand all over his desk before having a long and deep sigh, he showed guilt and apologized once again.It would be enough for me, only if I've got no idea of what's going on.The effect of the flower is slowly fading away. His inputted feelings are in the process of deleting and I will be gone from his heart once it's all done."It's okay," I smiled. "I understand."Facing him with my tears s
I was never a religious person, but then I found myself kneeling by my bed, looking up with my hands clasped before me.In the middle of the night, I whispered more than a hundred "please" just so I could have enough courage to keep going.Was it wrong for me to plead for something impossible?Love.That word is something I have been longing for.Ever since I was left alone in life, I lost the words that describe it. I've lost the meaning of it. It died with my mother, it died when I was younger.And when I thought that love had come back into the hands of the man who promised to love me for the rest of my life, Joshua spelled it well to me. F-A-K-E.If it was love that he gave me, it shouldn't be this painful to bear.Then the flower came.The first time that I felt so important, cared for, and loved truthfully. But a hard candy has a surprise center.The sweetest part hides the bitterness of reality.When will I ever live a life where I'm no longer looking for attention and affectio