“Wondering why we bother with love if its never last…”Why does this Taylor Swift's song fit so well with me now, we just have a different ending. In the song entitled Mine, Taylor Swift, who has a dark history of her parents who always quarreled… finally found her love. The man who can finally erase the trauma. As for me… instead of losing my trauma… it actually increased.I'm getting ready for campus with my reliable bike. Today is the first day of class, and I will continue my afternoon working at the laundry. Hopefully the first day of college there Will be no sight of damned lecturer. So far nothing has happened to me… at least no thick hair has grown or a mouth has grown to resemble a muzzle. It has become my habit every morning to look in the mirror after waking up. I'm afraid my face will change overnight… to become a wolf. Every day I never absent spent my time cursing and swearing at that man, t

I was shocked...I squealed a little, and it made Blaze roam in my mouth. His hand stroked my back, then lifted my shirt… it made his hand touch the bare skin of my back.I let Blaze did it, because I couldn't push him and relase my self. When he was out of breath, Blaze pressed his nose against mine. His breath was heavy with his signature masculine aroma."I'm thirsty and hungry to eat you! I can't stand it.. if I stay far away and couldn't touch you! To hell with them… ”Said Blaze, he stood straight and didn't continue his sentence."What?" I asked curiously.“Nothing. You must eat and drink properly. After college I will take you to a restaurant, your body needs proper food intake.""Can not. I work!""I've sent a letter about your resignation!" He replied again while stroking some of my hairs covering my face.I hit his chest hard. “Damn it! Why are you so annoy

“Blaze! I am hungry!" I said lazily on the bed belonging to Blaze who was sitting cross-legged beside me with his laptop opened. He is focused on doing something."Hummm? Are you hungry? Want me to cook you something? What do you want?" He asked without looking. His eyes were still focused on a graph in gray and blue, several times, he typed something."At times like this... I feel harassed!" I said curtly as I tightened the thick blanket that was used to cover my innocent body. Even now, Blaze only wears the boxer.Blaze smiled and closed his laptop. He turned his body completely to me. "What do you want to eat my dear?" He asked with a very intoxicating smile. His hair is still messy and his face looks more glowing after our bed activity.“Hm…. I want something filling… and fast. I'm really hungry." I replied stroking my stomach that had protested because of hunger. Either this is a side effect or I'm really hungr

Laila walks towards Lidya who is waiting in her English class, Lidya has been calling her via cellphone. Since yesterday, Blaze gave her some expensive items, he argued to facilitate their communication. Blaze gave the latest cellphone… with the excuse of being able to communicate and giving messages, then he gave a small laptop so that it Will make her task easier in campus affairs. Blaze asks Laila to focus on completing her studies. Blaze reasoned that he wanted to immediately bring her to meet his father. “Laila! You're taking so long ...!" Lidya whined, aje stomped her feet on the tiled floor of the cafeteria, she had been waiting for almost twenty minutes."I said ... in about half an hour ... I meet the time, I come late because I wasn't riding my bicycle ..." I replied a little bluntly. I sat right in front of Lidya. I Order a cold milk. Lidya raised her eyebrows in surprise."You... drinking milk ...""Hh

 "Actually, how long will it take us to arrive? I'm hungry again!" I whined to which Balthier's big smile returns. Balthier took me home and changed into more comfortable clothes and asked my mother's permission, Balthier also changed into the most comfortable clothes. According to him, the trip could only be taken by land route and it would take more than ten hours by car… even if there were no disturbances.  Our destination is very far. Before starting our trip we ate at a fast food restaurant and brought four packets of take away food for lunch on the trip, because Balthier and I had the same big appetite stomach, we also stopped at a department store making the back passenger seat of Balthier's white car full of snacks and fast drinks. serving. "Have you finished all of the take away?" Balthier answered patiently, occasionally he turned his head towards me. "It's all finished ... all the fill