- KILLIAN - It only ever takes a second. For the self composed me to fall into rage and ruin the cause of it. At this moment, I couldn’t care less whose face lay behind that physique, I just wanted one thing. To see his battered head spilled across the floor with his brains all over but all witho
- HAZEL - “Tristan.” I spit out, writhing on the floor in pain. His words are replaying in my head like an anthem. I’m terrified, he’s hurting me unbotheredly in public space yet he does not seem to care. A hand fastens in my hair, raising me up the ground through the tight hold on my hair. I fee
“You look stunning.” He says, sizing me up. . . again. “I can’t say the same about you.” Disgust is ardent in my tone. My brain gives me this warning that I should not discard. It tells me that there is something familiar about the way Tristan is looking at me that seems very territorial and preda
- HAZEL - I let out a heavy sigh, stretching my hand to lean on the wall. My chest is heaving hard as pant. My other hand makes its way to my chest, feeling my heartbeat. It’s pacing in my chest. It took all I had in me to stand firm in front of him even if I didn’t want to. Even though I nearly ga
- KILLIAN - “We need to talk.” I say, still securing her body over my shoulder. Hazel grunts, her hands hanging down my chest like she’s given in. “You think?” I can hear the sarcasm in her voice. She huffs, a heavy one. “You won’t talk to me yet you won’t let me go either. Classic you.” For
I let out a sigh, my stomach forming a knot. I won’t say I’m nervous but I can definitely see the class of adults and this just settles at the back of my mind that I am eighteen. A student under my parents. I shouldn’t be here. “Chin up, darling.” Liam’s voice breaks my reverie. “Don’t get stuck i