~ MAYA’S POV"Breakfast is served, Maya. Come join us." Marta said the second I walked into the kitchen."Thanks, Marta but I’m not really hungry," I said"You will be when I told you that I made pancakes for breakfast. And not to mention they are so fluffy and delicious." She sniffs them drool at how good they look. "You need to try them.""Thanks but am kinda running late. I have somewhere to go. Thanks for the pancakes though.""Ohh that’s a bummer, but where are you going?" She asked "The library," I responded "Ohh, okay but don’t you want to try my pancakes before you go?""I wish I could but I’m running late," I said. "Should I pack some for you? You can eat it while you’re studying at the library." She suggested "Sure, why not. You should pack it up for me.""Okay then." She carried the plate which has more pancakes on it. "Give me one minute and I will be right back.""Okay," I said with a smile on my face and she immediately went behind the counter to pack the pancake.Ma
The second I got to the library bathroom, the tears I was holding back before streamed down my face. God! I feel like the most foolish person in the world right now. How can be so stupid, why did I tell Ashton that I am attracted to him? Oh my god! I’m such an idiot! He’s gonna hurt me even more now that he knows I’m attracted to him. I sigh grabbing hold of the sink. Why am I attracted to someone that finds pleasure in hurting me? Ashton doesn’t care about me, he doesn’t want me around, he doesn’t want anything to do with me, in fact, he feels nothing but hatred towards me, after all, I’m a human what do I expect? I just wish I’d never met him before, I wish all this haven’t happened.Hot tears stream down my face and I feel my throat closing up. I want to scream my lungs out, scream away the pain but I’m afraid I won’t feel any better, it’s just gonna make me feel worse, make me think of Ashton. Why? Why can’t I stop thinking about him, why is my heart destined to feel that way, to
I take a closer look at it, I don’t understand what it says but the look on his face makes me wonder if he knows what it means. "What is that?" I asked "I’m not sure, but I know it’s a code." He replied. My gaze was fixed on him, it was so weird that his eyes reminds me of someone. I know I’ve seen such blue piercing eyes but I can’t remember where. The strangest part about everything is that a total stranger knows who my mom was and I don’t. I’ve gone several ways to learn something about my mom, I did research, I read books, newspapers, and articles, and I even went to museums but I found nothing. After so many days of hard work, a random person just walks up and tells me at my mom. This is so weird...He moves even closer to me still holding the pendant, his cologne wrapped around me. I continued to stare at him as he kept looking at the pendant. For some reason I don’t know, I like the way he smells. "I think there is something in this." He said and I nodded. My eyes and concen
I woke up to a knock on my door, turning around I groaned while putting a pillow on my ear. Without answering whoever is knocking on the door, I heard the door opening. "Good morning Maya." I hear a voice say. I turned around, and I opened my eyes halfway to see who it is. It is Marta, she is standing by the door. "Good morning," I responded to her. My voice came out drowsy. "I’m sorry for disturbing you Maya, but someone is here to meet you." She said "Okay, I will be up in a minute." I turn around rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand. I sit on the bed, stretching my arms. The minute I heard Marta close the door a yawn escapes my mouth and I slam my head into the pillow. I allow myself to sleep for just two minutes but soon two minutes turned into two hours without me realizing it. I roll over in the bed with a sleepy moan. I was having the weirdest yet most wonderful dream that involved several underdressed men, each one of them resembles Ashton for some reason. I don’t wan
When I got out of the shower, I felt much better. It feels really good to finally get all that out of my chest especially when I have a warm shoulder to cry on afterwards.I finished getting ready; I wore a blue tank top, a pair of jeans, and white sneakers. Stepping out the room I see Baby sitting on the dining table with a plate of waffles in his front. He is now in Eric’s form."Hey," I said taking a sit next to him. My gaze sprint to Marta, she is standing behind the counter making more waffles."How are you feeling?" He asked; concerned "Much better. Did you fix the pendant?" I immediately change the subject not wanting to talk about myself."Yeah. It’s in my room, I will go get it after breakfast." He responded "Okay." Silence took over for a while before he finally speaks "Listen, I-""Maya, you’re finally here, I have been waiting for you," Marta said cutting him off. "I hope you are not gonna dodge breakfast today." "No, I’m not.""That’s great because I made waffles toda
~ MAYA’S POV"I don’t really understand, what kind of a name is Baby?" I inquired just to annoy him. Baby has been ignoring me for a while and I am bored so I decided to annoy him. "You could have had other names maybe something like Morris or maybe Chandler or even Joey. Those are good names but Baby-" I chuckled "It seems so weird for an adult, you know."He ignores me again and I sigh as we walk down the street. We are on our way to the library. Baby wants to use their computer to know what that code means. He tried to figure it out on his own but couldn’t. "What if I come up with a name for you?" I said as I wack my brain to think "How about Zayn? It’s a nice name.""Oh wow!" He said "I know right, Zayn is a pretty good name.""Not that, this." He lifts the paper. It is the paper that Baby and I found inside my pendant. When the sun shines directly on the paper, some of the words that are written on it pop up. There is too much space between the words so I figured most of the w
Ashton's head is still on my lap and I whimper begging for help. I try to stop his bleeding but it seems to keep getting worse. I don’t know what to do right now and everything seems like it’s getting worse. My heart is rapidly sinking as my tears never stop. I don’t want anything to happen to Ashton, he has to be fine for me. He needs to be well. My heart, my mind, my soul, every part of my life wants Ashton to look at me again. I said I don’t want to ever hear his voice again but now I do. I want everything about him to be with me, I want to see him every day, I want to hear his sweet voice every time and I want to smell his cologne every moment because my heart aches for him. I’ve been trying to say away from Ashton but now I know I can’t. It’s so sad to believe that it took him his life to make me realize that I can’t do without him. "You have to be fine, Ashton. Please be fine." I embrace him with my heart. I won’t let anyone happen to you Ashton, I promise you that. Still sit
Ashton and I went to his pack cottage because he insisted on going there. I don’t know why but for some reason he doesn’t want to go back home. He says he wants to spend some quality time with me and to be honest, I do too but everything is just so complicated. I don’t want to fall for Ashton any deeper than I already do. I don’t want to break down again. Things are already hard for me and I’m not sure if spending time with him will make it any easier; it’s just gonna make it more complex and difficult than it already is. I help Ashton sit down on the living room couch. I adjusted the pillows around him, ensuring the pillow supporting his head is soft, so it won't cause the injury there to hurt. Then, I make sure the ones at his back are situated so he can be comfortable while he sits. While doing this, I can feel Ashton staring at me. I look away from the pillow in my hand and shoot him a questioning glance. He just shakes his head, but I see a happy glint in his beautiful eyes, and