Louisa's POV"But... It's still breathing! We should call someone for help!" I struggled and wanted to look back, but Lucas wouldn't let me. I couldn't see anything, because my head was covered by the hood."It's dying and it's suffering. It showed up at the wrong place, wrong time." Lucas' voice was detached.Then, I heard a muffled bash sound, like some heavy object hitting someone's bones.Desperately, I struggled to look back.With a quick and sharp whimper, the wolf closed its eyes and stopped struggling.Paul, the driver, was standing next to the wolf, with a big baseball bat in his hands.Blood was dripping down from the bat."Did he... Did he just kill the wolf?!" I was completely horrified.Lucas pulled me back and lifted me in his arms like a doll, walking off the scene as soon as possible."He... He killed that wolf! Why did he do that?! It was a majestic animal! It was still alive! He killed it!" I kept looking back and struggled in Lucas' arms.Lucas didn't say anything a
Louisa's POVIt had been two days since I was dumped by Lucas in that hellish Japanese restaurant.I hadn't seen him anywhere on campus.Leah and Jackie were with me all the time, but neither of them told me anything about Lucas' whereabouts. They looked very worried, but of course, they refused to tell me why.I ran into Leo once. He didn't look very happy to see me. I asked him about Lucas. He just shook his head and walked away without saying anything. The look on his face was as if he was seeing a plague.All of a sudden, Lucas evaporated from my life. I wondered if he transferred to another school or something. If that were the case, it would be wonderful. I would be much happier without him meddling in my life.At least that was what I was thinking at that time.Since I couldn't get any well-paid part-time job, I had to settle for an ordinary job in a hardware store at the back of a shopping mall. It was perfect for me because I could work for five hours there after school and t
Louisa's POVShocked and degraded, I looked up at Lucas. He had a ghost of a smile lurking around his lips as if he was enjoying some twisted, fucked-up private jokes.I couldn't believe that he looked amused at the expense of my misery!I pushed Lucas away and said to Ahmed, "Don't listen to him! I'm not his girlfriend!"Poor Ahmed, who still wasn't able to make sense of everything, looked at me and said, "So... You mean the rest of what he said is true? You... caused... all this?"I couldn't control my anger and let it all out on Lucas."You... You! You showed up! And that fucking wolf showed up! You and that fucking wolf! You fucked up my mind! You screwed my life! It's all because of you!"My brain wasn't screening what was actually coming out of my mouth, which must have scared the shit out of Ahmed.He said, "Louisa, please drop the hammer in your hand or I'll have to call the police."I looked down and saw there was a hammer in my hand.When did I pick up the hammer? I didn't k
Louisa's POVLying on a giant, super comfortable bed in a super spacious bedroom, I felt that I was floating in an ocean of cotton. This whole room smelt like lavender and pine, which made me relaxed and dozy.The bedroom door wasn't closed, so I could hear the conversation between the doctor and Lucas."Young Master Farrow, Sir, I would like to inform you that Miss Louisa Reid is suffering from a minor cold and anxiety attack. I suggest drinking more fluid and resting in bed. I'll prescribe some herbal tea, which has a soothing effect to relieve her anxiety, and some nutritional pills for a daily supplement, which improves her general immune system. You need to find ways to make her happy because nothing beats distress faster than a positive mood.""Tell me, Seb. Can she do some exercise? You know, sometimes it helps to sweat it out." Lucas' voice sounded very cheeky.What a shameless bastard! I thought to myself. I'm sick and all he thinks about is permission to get into my pants!"
Louisa's POVI immediately regretted it after I said it. I shouldn't have mentioned anything that risked turning him on in bed.Why did I even bother asking? He must have already slept with all the women in this entire city."I didn't fuck her if that was what you were talking about." Lucas shrugged."Where were you on that day?" I looked up at him and asked."I'm a very busy man. I've got piles of work to do. Fucking around is just a way to release my pressure. That's why I need a personal assistant.""So you can have more time to fuck around?""So I can have less pressure from work. So I don't need to fuck around."From a tiny, underused part of my brain - probably the part where all my insanity dwelled - came a thought: He might stop fucking other women because of you.No fucking way! I immediately dismissed this thought.I mean, look at this guy. He's a fucking hedonist through and through, a stud, an everlasting sensual pleasure-generating machine. I wouldn't believe a word of wh
Louisa's POVTwo weeks have passed since Lucas cast me away from his house.I was busy preparing for the mid-term exam by hiding either in the library or the lab.I came across Lucas a couple of times from a distance. He was either driving his Porsche with other girls or fucking girls in unexpected places, like female lavatories or the last shelf in a library.Whenever I saw him or detected his signature cologne in the air, I just turned my head away and ran as fast as I could like a little rat, hoping that he didn't see me.But whenever I ran away from him, I almost always secretly hoped that a pair of hands would grab my arms from behind. And then I could hear his hot, dark, melted fudge voice -"Where do you think you're going? Come back."Well, that wild fantasy never happened.About my part-time job project, since I lost my job at the hardware store, I had to work double shifts in the 24-hour waffle house.The early-night shift was a bit nightmarish. The whole place was on fire,
Louisa's POVWhen I went home, I rushed into the stable. All the lights were on inside the stable and there were police officers everywhere.My dad was talking to an officer while my mom was standing next to him, wiping tears off her cheeks.As soon as my mom saw me, she wailed and hugged me into her arms."Mom, where's Torrent?" I asked desperately.Torrent was my favorite horse and a loyal friend. I delivered it myself when I was 12 and he was like a younger brother of mine.Being a grumpy stallion, Torrent had always been a critical eater. Nobody except me could feed him. He refused to eat anything if it wasn't from me.So, on that day, I secretly hoped that Torrent would be spared from poison.But the lamenting look on my dad's face tore my last straw of hope into pieces."Dad, where's Torrent?! Let me see him! He won't eat anything from others! He must be alive!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.My mom was wailing so loudly that she almost passed out. My dad clenched his jaw a
Louisa's POVWhen I lost my grandparents, I was only seven years old. At that time, I refused to eat for three days. I didn't plan to give my parents a big hard time by starving myself to death to mourn my grandparents. It was all natural. Whenever I ate something, I would throw it up right away because of the pain I suffered in my stomach.I thought I learned about ways of dealing with grief at that time. You know, all those lives were nothing but transitions and shit in the priest's speech. However, nobody told me what it was like to lose my parents. For some unspeakable reason, they just didn't tell you that you were going to feel like an orphan at whatever age you were as an adult.I didn't sleep for a whole month after I lost both of my parents in that traffic accident. Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw my parents' lifeless bodies lying in the morgue, burnt into char. My dad's arms were like withered rigs, stretching out in the air. I knew during the last moment of his life, he wa