LOGINShare
Chapter 2
Last Updated:
2025-05-20 12:29:19Love, that's all I've ever wanted. To love and be loved and to be treated nicely. Dain was that man at first, the man I thought I have been blessed with.
He was loving, gentle, understanding and everything good you could ever think of for your dream man. But everything changed after I started living with him.
He is the complete opposite of everything good I've ever thought of him, he smokes, drinks ..no, he's an alcoholic, he spends all his money partying and there's literally no plan of his other than doing this crazy stuff.
I thought I could change him at first, I thought our little be would make him want to be someone better but the more I kept staying and hoping, the more things turned out to be actually hopeless.
And it completely shattered when I caught him cheating on me, and when I wanted to get angry at that fact, he beat me up like I wasn't supposed to talk. Like I was only supposed to hear him and accepted whatever.
Toxicity, that I've been running away from ever since a child. I grew up in a place I once called it home, until it was completely destroyed by alcohol which my dad fell victim to and became an addict and domestic violence...the case he beats my mom up every time.
I've been hoping to never date anyone like my dad, I was being careful, very careful and didn't see how it all came to this.
And now, I can't face it anymore. I want to walk away, I have to and walking away needs me to confirm my emotions for him.
That's why I let Tavian in, agreed for him to be my one night stand. The deal was, if I could pull through with him for the night, that would mean I'm over Dain and strangely, I did.
Now, I am sure and certain of what I want. And leaving Dain is what I'd do.
As I stood there, still held back against the wall, all my attention was on Tavian still in shock.
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" Dain snarled.
"I'm someone you don't need to know" Tavian said, still not letting go of Dain's hand.
Dain turned to me, "is he....you slept with him?"
Panicked rushed down my spine, I was scared but I knew I must face my fear.
"He did, do you have a problem with that?" Tavian didn't make matters easy for me.
"Answer me, Damnit, did you or did you not?" Dain roared.
"Uh, I did and so what? Why does it seem to pain you like you didn't do the same with Mark? Or do you think you are the only one allowed to cheat in this relationship? No, Dain, I can too, I can do whatever I like" I was being tough and strong, but only God knows how scared and broken I was inside.
On normal occasions, I will run into hiding but I knew I had to face this and not run away else it will never end.
"You bitch" Dain attempted to hurt me but was kicked away by Tavian when he went falling.
"I won't tell you again to leave," Tavian warned.
I saw panic in Dain's eyes as he stood up and retreated, "it's not over, I will make sure it's either me you're with or no one else"
He ran away and I let out a sigh of relief. Tavian's voice pulled me out of my head and I faced him.
"Why did you do that?" I demanded.
He raised a brow, "do what?"
"Why did you tell him we spent the night together?"
"Shouldn't he know about it? Thought you intended to chase him away, that's the best way of" I cut Tavian off
"Best way my feet, do you know what you just did now will be way more harder to deal with? Have you any idea what he can do? And with what he said, do you think he was simply bluffing? Well no, he wasn't and thanks to you, I'm in deep shit now" I turned and began walking away.
True, I wanted Dain to know I slept with someone but I didn't want him to know the person I slept with. And now that he knows, I don't know what a psycho like him will do.
I need to end this, but how?
"But, I was only trying to help" Tavian reached out to hold my hand but I jerked him away,
"I never asked for your help, did I?" I was lost at what to do.
He nodded, with a sad expression on his face.
I felt bad for being too harsh but I didn't apologize. If this is what it will take to get him off my tail, then I will do it.
"Then please, leave...we agree for it to be a one night thing, you should act like you don't know me and so will I.... don't make this too hard on me...I've got a lot on my plate already " I turned and walked away.
Maybe he was trying to say something, but I didn't care and I didn't listen. All I know is I have to leave and not get anyone involved in my mess.
Latest chapter
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 106
The sun rose like a dying ember — pale, uncertain, its light fractured by the smoke of a world still clawing its way back from ruin. The air trembled with the aftershocks of creation; the heavens still bore the scars of their struggle. Where dawn should have been gold and gentle, it came instead in broken colors — a bleeding horizon of ash and silver, of beauty born from devastation.The fields beyond the shattered Sanctum glimmered with a fragile sheen. Ash mixed with frost, creating a landscape that seemed half-real, half-dream. The soil itself shimmered faintly — divine residue woven into the earth like threads of dying stars. Rivers of silver light wound their way through blackened stone, whispering softly in tongues no mortal could name. Every ripple carried echoes of prayers that once shook heaven — the last remnants of gods now gone silent.At the edge of that trembling horizon stood Soren. Barefoot, cloak torn and heavy with the scent of smoke, he looked less like a man and mo
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 105
The wind had changed.It no longer carried the scent of rain or ash, but something stranger — the birth-scent of creation itself. Wild and metallic, it tasted of molten stars and shattered dawns, like a newborn world struggling to define what it was meant to be. The air shimmered faintly, bending around invisible tides. Every breath Soren took tasted sharp, electric, alive.He stood at the edge of a cliff that hadn’t existed the day before — a sheer drop that carved down into valleys so fresh they still bled light from their wounds. Below, rivers etched thin silver lines through the dark soil, glinting where sunlight touched them, as though the earth itself was sketching its first heartbeat. Trees leaned out from the mist, their branches crystalline, dripping with dew that gleamed like tears.He should have felt wonder.But all he felt was the hollow ache of survival.The wind clawed at his hair and cloak, tugging at him like a restless ghost. The light beneath his skin — that same di
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 104
The heavens convulsed.It wasn’t merely thunder or light — it was the very fabric of existence folding in on itself, like a living thing writhing in pain. What had once been sky was now a wound — a vast, ragged rift bleeding light and shadow in equal measure. The air trembled, bending under the weight of creation’s agony.From that wound, the Primarch stepped through.Its arrival was not heralded by sound, nor light, nor fire, but awareness. It was like the world suddenly remembered its own maker — every atom, every stone, every star recognizing the presence that had carved them from nothing. Its presence could not be seen; it was felt.A pressure that sank into marrow. A whisper that slid beneath thought.The weight of eternity pressing against fragile flesh.Where it moved, the constellations quivered as if bowing in reverence.Where it breathed, mountains bent. Oceans stilled. And in that silence between one heartbeat and the next, the voice of the Primarch entered all minds — not
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 103
The storm had passed, but the world still trembled from its echo. The air was thick with the scent of wet earth and divine residue — the kind that lingers after gods have touched mortal ground. Soren’s light no longer burned violently; it pulsed softly beneath his skin, like the heartbeat of the universe settling inside him.Travian sat beside him in the silence, his hand still on Soren’s shoulder. His divine glow had dimmed — not from weakness, but from restraint. He looked at Soren the way one looks at something both fragile and infinite.“You shouldn’t have done that,” Travian said finally, his voice low, the edges still rough from battle. “That much light would’ve torn through any mortal vessel.”Soren managed a faint smile. “Then it’s good I’m no longer entirely mortal.”Travian’s jaw tightened. “You don’t know what you’ve taken in.”“I know enough,” Soren said, shifting to face him. His eyes glowed faintly — threads of gold woven through the blue, shimmering with something ancie
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 102
The light spilling from Soren’s chest dimmed and flickered, pulsing like a heartbeat caught between worlds, uncertain if it belonged to the living or some fragile echo of eternity. Each pulse trembled through his ribs, illuminating the rain-slick skin along his shoulders, his jaw, his trembling hands, with a golden shimmer that seemed almost sacred. It faded and flared unevenly, as if life itself were hesitant to claim him, as if the world were holding its breath.Soren gasped, the air jagged in his lungs, his fingers pressing against the wound that was no longer flesh but fractured radiance. It pulsed beneath his palm, hot and cold all at once, singing against his skin with the soundless agony of dying stars. Across from him, Travian — god of the Seventh Order, the immortal whose name had once commanded legions of angels and men alike — dropped to his knees. His divine glow, once a perfect halo, wavered and dimmed like a dying sun sinking beneath a crimson horizon. It was not weaknes
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 101
The light ripped through Soren’s chest — wild, merciless, alive.It wasn’t blood that spilled from him, but radiance — molten gold laced with white fire — cascading like liquid dawn across his trembling frame. The brilliance poured out of him in a violent flood, burning through his torn shirt, searing the rain from the air. Every drop that touched him turned to steam. Every breath he took fractured the storm around them.Elara could barely breathe.The courtyard, moments ago drowning in darkness, now blazed like the heart of a dying sun. She shielded her eyes, but even behind her arm, the light found her — piercing, unrelenting. Her instincts screamed for her to flee, to turn away from the god tearing reality apart before her eyes. Yet she couldn’t. Something deeper than fear anchored her where she stood — the fragile, human pull of her heart toward the man she loved.“Soren!” she shouted, her voice half-swallowed by the howling energy. “Fight it!”He tried to speak, but the words bro
You may also like
Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover
YomWrites14.3K viewsCloseted Desires
GemJade5.9K viewsBratty Prince And The Bodyguard
farfalla13.2K viewsOnce His Nightmare, Now His Employee
Baby~Precious5.6K viewsThe Seduction Of The Damned.
AlphaKelly3.6K viewsCrave The Enemy
Eagle Dira2.2K viewsEntangled With You
Joan696 viewsMidnight in His Office
Dew's Quill 298 views
