For a long time, my gaze remained locked on the door, as I struggled to comprehend the words he had left behind. The thoughts wagged a battle in my head, it felt so unreal.Did he... just say home?No. There was no way he meant that. Perhaps, he was talking about going back to his old place.No matter how hard I tried, the part of me that had been locked up for too long couldn't accept the fact that I was finally getting free. He must've meant something else.Chills rippled down my spine as I wrapped my hands around my shoulders and lowered myself to the bed. I knew he wanted me out, but God! I couldn't think straight.I shivered at the recollection of what he had done. How dare he...how dare he kiss me?My heart contorted within my chest as the memory wrapped it's invisible tendrils around my beating organ. It felt as tho the very core of my existence has been twisted and warped by the intensity of that fleeting moment.Absent-mindedly, I lifted my hand to my lips and touched them. T
JERAHIt's been two months now. Two months of trying to heal from my trauma and trying to see life like I used to.It hadn't been easy, I must admit. That very night, when I had gone home with Benedetta, I had been extremely scared and felt vulnerable. Benedetta had been worried sick and did all she could to know where I had been, but I said nothing to her and made her promise me she wouldn't tell the others - until I was ready.For weeks, I was traumatized and had myself locked in a room. I felt so insecure. It wasn't until three weeks later that I got back my confidence and began moving around with the others.I learnt to walk in the street with them, as well as go to church. It was safe. My fear had began to vanish.And two weeks ago, I reopened my coffee shop. I had missed it and wanted to have a feel of it again. It was the only thing that kept me busy and sane.I've had it running for two weeks now, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.
WILHEMINA"Woah!" Sylvain laughed. "What in Whisky's name are you talking about? You want her dead? Why?"My grip around my phone tightened. "Can you do it? Or do I need to find someone else?""Nah. I don't think so. I'm just a little curious, tho. Why would you want her dead? I thought we had the conviction that she was your sister or something?""She's not." I cut in crisply. "And stop asking me questions."I hated how his questions made me feel. I shouldn't feel anything.He went silent for a while, I had to check to be certain the call hadn't ended."You're more lethal than most of my men. If she isn't important to you, why can't you just get it done yourself?"There was a spark within me. I craned my neck to the window and stared blankly at her coffee shop."I was wrong for calling you," I gritted and made to end the call."When do you want it done?" His words stopped me.I exhaled deeply, leaning my head against my cushion. "As soon as possible.""To
JERAHAnxiety coiled tightly within me as I listened for their footsteps. My mind played around the fact that I might get caught, and the bad man would never be able to get here in time to save me.It was ironic that I was wanting him. Praying for his arrival.I couldn't think straight. All I wanted was to be saved.The moment I dreaded the most came. I heard their footsteps and prayed fervently they'd keep running."She must be around. Search the area." I heard one of them say.A wild flutter seized hold of my chest, as if my heart had grown wings and taken flight. I did all I could to hush my pants. Due to the tight corner and tension I was in, I had sweats dripping all over.They were going to get me. I was going to die. Those were the only thoughts in my head.I was foolish to think the bad man would be able to save me. How did I expect him to arrive in a matter of minutes? He was probably far away and there was no way he'd get here in time.A tear sl
JERAHWhatever he meant, it wasn't good. I could feel it in my bones.I took an instinctive step back as he stood close to me, his smoldering gaze drilling into mine. My blood ran cold instantly."I... I don't think I understand." I had a big gulp. "Wh... What's the cost now?"His rose-hued lips curled to the side, forming a sly enigmatic grin."Are you certain you'll be able to pay for it?" His question made me uneasy. Why did I have a feeling he'd want to ask something complicated..?I dropped my gaze."Well..." he took some steps back, leaning his back on his car. "The last time I had you in my place, my home got attacked and cost me my comfort. So, you should know it isn't so easy protecting you."Now, if I am to protect you, you can sleep with your both eyes closed, knowing no harm would ever come to you. But Void does not work for free. I'm sure it'll be a total waste telling you what my charges are, because even if you own a thousand coffee shops, yo
JERAHMy heart pointed against my chest as a natural response, causing me to involuntarily take a step back. The thought of looking at him directly chillede, making it impossible for me to meet his gaze.I opened my mouth to disagree, but closed them right back. I had agreed to this. I just never thought I'd be so unready."I.... I don't know what to do or what...""There are over a hundred and one things you could do." He interrupted gruffly.He stepped forward and tried taking my hand, but I was quick enough to pull away. I was seized by agitation."I don't wanna do this." My voice was uncontrollably low. Despite how hard I tried, I still couldn't look him in the face."Fúck what you want. You agreed to this, didn't you?" He grumped. "Now, listen real good J. This is a deal. If you not cool with it, you're free to take a walk."Finally, I mustered the courage to look him in the face. Standing at a close range, I could stare clearly into his eyes. His good
JERAHMy nightmares were back. The very one I had been having for as long as I could remember. Since I was a kid.For a period of years, they stopped. But now, they're back. And it's frightening.I called them nightmares 'cause I hated them so much. I hated how scary it was and how chilling they always made me feel.In my dreams, there was always two of us - myself and a lady that looked exactly like me. But everytime,it was a younger version of ourselves. Like we were around seven to eight years of age.The other lady that looked just like me was very frightening. I always had my hair styled in a ponytail, while hers were always around her shoulders. I had my calm, innocent look on l, while she had that fierce hostile look.The dreams were countless. Some times, she's chasing me. Some times, she was shoving me to the ground and smirking while I weep.Always, we were in a rough environment.a place filled with dangerous people that always held guns. My
JERAHI slept off as soon as I finished eating and woke up feeling refreshed.I left the room for the dining, deciding to check if Mr. Dangerous had eaten already. Approaching it, relief swept through me when I couldn't spot the plates on the table.I turned to the kitchen next and found end dirty plates in the sink. He did eat!I almost chuckled. He had been acting like he wouldn't.I tried to imagine what his expression must have bene while eating. Disgusted? Angry? Satisfied?He was so hard, I was certain nothing's and no one would ener he able to please him.I proceeded outside to get some air. There I noticed one of his cars was gone. He obviously wasn't in. So.... I was all alone in the apartment?It gave me some sort of chills... Well, I guess he wouldn't leave me alone if it want safe. Moreover, it'd be really difficult for anyone to track this place.When driving, it was usually a very long highway, then we drive through pathways in bushes before a