Melissa woke up that evening alone on her bed, her body tucked under her warm duvet, heating her up. She rolled lazily before stretching to meet the other side of the bed. Her eyes flicked open, she stared at her side to find the bed empty.
Quickly, she jumped out of the bed and began to look around the floor for her clothes but didn't find any. Instead, she found the arrangement on the side of the bed where Williams had supposed to be.
"I am such a loser" she slapped her head as she head to the bathroom.
Tears rolled down her eyes as she wondered how close she must have been to having intercourse with the man she hates to love. Her heartaches on how lightheaded she must have been to think that Williams would have something for her.
At least, it could be that he came back to his senses and sneaked out of the b
With his back facing the door, Williams stood still watching the evening sunrise from the glass view in his office. The golden rays of the sun formed supernatural horizontal hills that seem to vanish gradually when a person looks at it longer than expected. Even when he heard the door open, Williams didn't turn. His anger and anticipation for what he would do in the next moment blinded him as he quietly wait for the person to speak. "It was just a suicide attempt gone wrong," The person said. Slowly, as slow as a snail Williams turned, he glared at the person. His intense gaze bore deeply into the person's forehead before he scoffed. "Indigo," he said gently.The man didn't say a word, he just lowered his head and stared at Williams's shoe. It looks like the shiny black leather of the shoe
The way Melissa maintained stern eye contact at dinner with Monica was intense. After what happened a day ago, Melissa had refused to let Monica bring her anything, not even water. The fear that the girl might want to poison her became her greatest fear. Breakfast was served and like every other day, or rather since a few days ago, Melissa ordered one of her usual recipes. Of no doubt, She is only taking those horrible mixtures because those are the food that can help her terminate her pregnancy. Indeed, she still wants to get rid of the child. For her, it's the only way she can save herself and her unborn child for what is to come. Melissa would not forgive herself if she eventually delivery the child into such an ungodly world. If she would be given the opportunity to take care of the baby on her own, without the intervention of the so-called father,
With a smirk on her face, Monica watches Jake drive Melissa out. As usual, she was in her pink Lamborghini, The car Monica wants all through her life. It precisely seems like Monica wants everything Melissa has, including Williams but she will never let that show, at least not now. It had been a game she and someone she once took as her sister had played. They had decided to watch out for the person Williams would fall for, hopefully, they will be among. Eventually, as they had wished and planned, Williams fell for one of them. It was actually what they thought but merely looking at it, he did fall for the person. Williams did fall for the sister from another mother, he fell for ROSIE! Virtually days ago, she eavesdrop on what Williams was saying. At first, she just wanted to ask if
The same day, Jake sat still watching the girls complain. He wasn't really looking at the whole girls but mainly at Sam who keep glaring back at him. She would stick out her tongue and roll her eyes after seeing that Jake had refused to blink. "I can't keep doing this guys," Melissa said as she filled her mouth with ice cream "I want out! I can't be with Williams for the rest of my life!" She panicked. Her brown eyes no longer look lively as they used to be and it's already enough message to her friends. For Sam and Leah, it's like a mission impossible but for her, it's a do or die mission. Kill or get killed! But in her case, it's run or get doomed. And that's what she would do, she obviously can't wait to be doomed forever before trying to escape unless she wants to be in what she will regret all through her life.&nb
Since her last sinful act with Williams, Melissa could not stop thinking about how to look at his face again. She felt too loose and the only thing she wants is to practice alone. Yesterday, Jake went away immediately he dropped her at the house and that was a huge surprise. He had never left her side especially when she noticed how paranoid he was at the cafeteria yesterday. Good thing there went to school and came back immediately after closing. Sam didn't have classes today so she went for work out. Leah as usual is making babies with Spencer, such a lovely couple. Although yesterday's training wasn't what she had expected, she kept falling and missing her steps even when she just stopped dancing weeks ago. If she can't master the basic moves in ballet, her main dance would be more than difficult for her. Not scared of showing much skin, she was in her Leotard and ballet sho
Although Melissa was still fussing fifteen minutes after she entered the room. She can't believe she'd listened to Williams and walked in her room without a fight. Even after roaming around the room like a mother hen, the reason she became all soft is still yet to be known. Finally, she sat on her bed, crosses her legs then began to wiggle her foot. A sophisticated smirk appeared on her face as she remembered how angry Williams had looked. He looked like a male Alpha fighting to claim his female. The funny thing is that she is not his female and he is not an Alpha. To her knowledge of reading so many Werewolves romance books, The wolves get to be assigned by the moon goddess but she was not. Melissa sees herself as one random girl that Williams wants and thinks he can have whenever he wants simply because she has no family. Although her stepfather is not dead
No matter how crazy it sounds, Williams just brought Melissa out from her old room for nothing. Well according to her, she feels it was just to waste her time or literally just move her out from the old room because she was feeling too comfortable. Since Jake brought her to Williams's room, she hasn't set her eyes on him. It's just the old room she knew and it beings nothing but bad memories. "I wish my memory have a delete button" She hissed as she walked to the bed. Immediately she sat to make herself comfortable, the door opened to reveal Monica walked in with two other girls moving her things in. Funny enough, Melissa could not remember getting all these many clothes to fill three big pieces of luggage. She glared at the girls as they walked to the left side of the room where an empty closet was and began to unfold her clothes. The way the silence devoured the room felt more torturing th
The next sunrise is what Melissa had been waiting for, she couldn't get to sleep last night as she doesn't know what to do. She has no idea if what she is doing is right or she just wants to do it because of the hate she has for Williams. Williams's room is just the same she saw it last, she didn't get where to open the bathroom from and she had to keep wondering where to open the door. She can't afford to call Williams so she prefers to wait till anyone comes. It was so funny how she had slept on her ballet outfit, on a normal day, she doesn't feel too comfortable with it but she slept with it all through the night. It could be because she was angry and patiently waiting for Williams. Or she had continued her training in the room after Monica had left. Her heart raced as she remembered her deal with Monica. Everything in her keeps on telli