Sya's P.O.V:
"Hey! Get up you dumbass!"
I felt someone poking the side of my head while shaking my shoulder violently.
I don't want to wake up. I slept just a few hours ago. Maybe I slept for three hours?
When the shaking didn't stop, I waved my hand in annoyance.
"Go away!" I said, irritated from the constant disturbance but boy was I wrong? The disturbance only turned into a thunderstorm.
"Sya Summers, what the fuck did you just say?!" On hearing my full name, I bolted up on my bed and the sheets fell on the floor. There stood my aunt Helena. She was glaring at me with her furious blue eyes as I squirmed uncomfortably under her gaze. She had blonde hair, which was above her shoulders, a lean figure, and beautiful features if she would stop ducking her face in the cake. Note the sarcasm, please.
A fierce frown was apparent on her face. "S-sorry aunt Helena! I-I was-- I didn't realize I was late." I managed to stutter as I looked at the floor as if her face was there. I knew if I dared to look at her face she would get angrier than she was right now.
"Get up and make breakfast for us! I don't suppose you want to make dear John angry now do you?" She smirked, which sent a chill of fear down my spine. She knew exactly where she was going with this. She knew what type of effect mentioning her “dear John" was going to have on me.
If he gets mad he will beat the shit out of me. Moreover, it isn't just any other day where I can be beaten just because he felt like it. It's my first day of college! I don't want it to be ruined.
John was her son, a real bastard. He would call me abusive names and beat me up whenever he would be pissed about something or I’d rather say, just about anything. I didn't want to make him mad today.
With that thought, I got out of my bed and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up. I quickly dressed up for college, knowing I wouldn’t get much time for that anyway and if I was late any further, I would be in deep shit. I slipped into my casual jeans and tank top with a black hoodie.
Black, my favorite!
I stepped downstairs from my room and into the kitchen where Aunt Helena and John were sitting. Aunt Helena was checking her nails as if they were the most precious things in the world. While John glared at me when he saw me coming. A scowl appeared on his obnoxious face.
"Finally, the bitch has woken up from her slumber. Now, if you don't mind, would you please make us breakfast!" He bellowed at me. I flinched and took a few steps back. I nodded before starting to make breakfast.
It won't be bad if I added some poison into their food, would it?
After serving them breakfast, I took my leave as soon as possible. I didn't want to be late for college because of them. I almost the bus because it was just pulling out when I got to the bus stop. I hurriedly got in and took a seat near the window. The bus started and with that, I plugged in my earphones to kill the time. It was a protective barrier against interaction with normal humans.
Life was not so difficult before the death of my parents. They loved me with all their hearts. We were the perfect family they tell about in books all the time. We would go on picnics and spend time together. I was their most precious possession. Everything was just perfect! Then, nine years later, on a fateful night, in a car accident, they lost the battle of their lives. I was also with them, but I survived.
Most people say that my survival from such an accident was nothing short of a miracle. But little did they know that I didn't survive on my own. I still remember those grey-blue glowing eyes staring at me. After that, I lost my consciousness but I never forgot those eyes. Those eyes were so inhuman yet so captivating. I didn't remember any other feature of that strange being because my vision was extremely blurry and the pain had numbed any other sensations I had had. Anyhow, deep down I knew that he came specially to save me.
Maybe he was sent from the heavens?
I had always fantasized about such things in my childhood. But now, I knew that if we want to survive in this cruel world we should be a fighter. But still every day, those eyes intimidate my memories.
With a slight jerk, the bus stopped, indicating that I had reached my destination and thus, pulling me out of my memories. I started walking down the road, which led to the college entrance.
Maybe college will be fun. After all, my best friend Hannah is here with me!
We were like sisters. She's my childhood friend. After my parents' death, I shifted here to stay with the only legal guardians I had. So we lost contact. But then, this year she decided to attend college here so that we could reunite. She knew all about my sufferings in Aunt Helena's house.
I was pulled out of my chain of thoughts when I saw Hannah from a distance, waving like a crazy woman at me. She had a huge grin plastered on her beautiful face. She had changed a lot and became even prettier than before.
She had long dark brown wavy hair that reached the middle of her back, chocolate brown eyes, and perfect body curves.
Woah! Look at you, hot stuff. I thought as I walked towards her. She spread her arms wide when we were just a foot apart and we hugged each other with all our might.
"I missed you sooooo much, Sy!" She exclaimed, pulling away from me. I just chuckled at her ever so lively self. She didn't change, after all, still so childish. It caused warmth to bloom in my cold heart.
"I also missed my baby sooooo much!"
I said, whilst squeezing her face gently in between my hands. She pouted and hugged me again.
"How are you?" She asked, suddenly, sounding worried. I knew where that was coming from. After all, she knew about Aunt Helena's behavior and her dickhead of a son. I sighed and dropped my gaze to my feet.
"Fine... I think?" I said, remembering the abuse I have to face in that house every single day.
She sighed and soothingly rubbed my arm. "Everything will be alright. I'm here now and we will rock the college!" She yelled the last part enthusiastically, trying to lift my spirits. I smiled at her and nodded. She always knew how to make me smile.
I also wish that college would be my escape from that horrible house and its horrible inhabitants.
Who knew my wish would become true.
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Kane's POV:I was standing in my room, watching the colorful horizon from where the sun was rising. I isolated myself a long time ago or more precisely since the night I rejected my mate. Nothing interested me anymore and neither did I let anything near enough to cause attraction.I walked, stumbling into Stella's house, which was a small cottage in the middle ofthe forest."Stella, I-I need-your help!" I choked out, sobbing from the immense pain that was piercing my heart. Itwas unbearable now. I had clutched the spotwhere my heart was supposed to be, looking like a total mess. When she appeared from a room, I tried to walk towards her. Keyword; tried. When I took a step forward, the last shred of my strength collapsed and I fell to the floor. She ran towards me with a worried expression and kneeled in front of me."Wh-What happened, Kane? Why are you like this? What happened?!" She asked, worried at my miserable state.
Sya's POV:Luckily, Hannah and I had all classes together, except for the third one which was before lunch. But it's okay. I think I could handle at least one class alone.We entered our first class on time as it was getting filled with students. Hannah and I took a seat near the window, while the students were gathering in the room. The room was getting filled with noises that were increasing with every passing second.It was then, the boy who I'd bumped into earlier in the morning entered the classroom and the noises lowered as all attention snapped towards him in, like, a millisecond. It was like he was some kind of celebrity or a Greek model. All the girls were now looking at him as if he was some piece of meat. This made me annoyed for some reason. He took in his surroundings when the chatters got louder with a new topic or especially a boy to talk about. Suddenly, his gaze fell on me and our eyes met again for the second time in the day wh
data-p-id=5008f35a51da6108ff83083fb93ef273,Kane's POV:"Man she's so beautiful, I can't even tell you in words! She has dark brown wavy hair and chocolate brown eyes! She's just so perfect." Bryson was blabbering about how beautiful his mate was and I couldn't stop rolling my eyes. The guy was already so obsessed with this girl. He went on and on about how pretty she was, how the shape of her eyes, ears, nose, lips everything was perfect.I wasn't even paying attention to him at this point because my mind kept wandering back to those intense black eyes belonging to a certain girl named Sya. But what Bryson said next snapped my attention back to him."Oh God, even her name is so perfect, 'Hannah Adrian'!" He said her name dreamily but that got on my nerves.Hannah Adrian?! Well, well if this isn’t a typical film scene then I don't know what is. Bryson's mate just had to be my ‘suppo
Sya's POV:Hannahseemed to be really impressed by that boy named Bryson. Hewas with us at lunch the whole time and he brought with him the one and only boy, whose presence was the last thing I wanted at the time.Hey! But why blame someone else when you're the one who has a shit fate! I don't understand what his problem is? It seems like he desperately wants to ignore my existence yet he can't help but lure me into his unfairly gorgeous eyes.After college Hannah's father called her and said that he was coming to visit her. The girl already missed her father so much, soshe left a little early. She kept saying how disappointed she was she couldn't spend more time with me but I told her to go anyway. I couldn't keep her from her father. Not when I really envied her for this blessing sometimes. Maybe because I also missed my mom and dad so much.Anyways, here I was, alone, again. I walked t
Sya's POV:It'd been a week and everything was going according to what I'd expected. I asked Helena if I could work at the cafe and guess what? She said yes! A bloody yes! I would have been surprised if I didn't already know what she and her dick of a son are planning to do to me.Anyways, at least I could spend a good time before dying.Honestly! I don't want to live either. I have nothing to cherish in my life. I have no family and who would be stupid enough to accept a weirdo like me. I'm broken, with so much emotional baggage. So, I'll pretend to be a little optimistic. I'm pretty good at being pretentious, anyways.I had beenworking at the cafe after college. Helena said I could work there but I had to be back home before John came back sincetelling him was definitely not a great idea. It was doingway better than I’d thought. Maybe, they're letting me enjoy a
Sya's POV:I quietly opened the door to prevent it from making any noise. You know, in case I got lucky and John didn't realize I wasn't in the house all this time and went straight to his room. I silently closed the door behind me and looked around. The house was bathed in darkness and that gave my heart a strong negative vibe. Why is it so dark and unusually quiet?I took another hesitant step forward and was now in the living room. Suddenly, as if on cue, all the lights flickered on. And there was John, sitting on the couch with an evil smirk plastered on his hideous face. I felt fear grip me. Grip me so tightly and in place. I hated it. Hated standing in front of him like I was the criminal. Like I was punishable for merely existing."Looks like someone is late!" He sang in a low voice, the evil smirk still pasted to his face. He slowly pushed himself out of the couch and stood up, walking towards me. data-p-id=f3331a8898b9f5
Sya's POV:I was lying in my bed to get a 'good night’s sleep' as quoted by Kane. The thought of his handsome face brought a smile to my face.The way he cares about me, the way he smiles, his cute acts that make my heart go on a crazy frenzy, and his gorgeous eyes always luring me into their depth. Whenever I'm with him how I forget every pain of my life is really amazing. I never thought that someone would actually make me feel so special.However, does he really feel special about me? Or is this only me reading too much into things because no person has ever treated me so nicely? Even in school, everyone would freak out as soon as they'd see me. No guy has ever treated me nicely. Oh, come on Sya! Treated?! No guy has ever even talked to you!Ouch! Well, that hurt! I mentally rolled my eyes. But now, when someone is treating me nicely that doesn't mean he likes me. Yeah, right! He doesn't look
Kane's POV:It would be a lie if I said I was not worried. Because I was worried sick for my mate's safety! What if that jerk John beat her again? The thought alone made my heartache but also angered me to the point where I wanted to tear him apart limb by limb. My heart hurt for Sya. I wanted to be with her every minute. I wanted to hold her in my arms to keep her safe from this cruel world. I was wrong when I said I didn't need her. Heck, I crave for her! I want to protect her!If I hadn't rejected her that night then she would not have been in this situation. She wouldn't be suffering from all that torture if I had taken care of her as my mate! Obviously, I wouldn't have started a relationship with a 10-year-old. But I could have supported her and have kept a check on her guardians until she turned 18. But what now? I had already messed up everything! She is in pain now just because I was selfish all th