I’m on facetime with my friends, telling them about Zayne's confession after asking him why he stopped coming home. I know I said I wanted to leave it in the past, but he keeps telling me how much he loves me, and today he says it was love at first sight, which made my heart feel as if it would burst. I’m glad the train stopped then because I was so close to telling him I love him too. Even while standing in the rain, all I could think about was how much I love him. But then it dawned on me if it was love at first sight, why didn’t he ever confess? Why did he stop coming home after kissing me? I had to know, so I asked the question I told myself I would never ask. The truth shattered me to the core; he left because3 of me. Because I lied and told him our first kiss meant nothing because I didn’t realize I was in love with him and kept Danuel around to cope with the pain. Two years livi

Zayne The next morning, I awake with a groan because I will no longer have Maija to myself. There will be no more stolen kisses. I groan again at the thought of Danuel kissing my woman, ugh. I roll out of bed and head into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth before heading down to the kitchen, assuming Maija is probably making breakfast. She is nowhere in sight when I walk in, but a plate on the countertop has waffles, French toast, eggs, and bacon with a note attached. “I’m going to read and maybe feed a goat or two. Thank you so much again, Zayne. I know you say I should stop thanking you, but this means so much to me.  P.s I’ll be back by lunch.” I smile, happy I can fulfill one of her wishes, even if this week will be torture. I look out the window to see if I can catch a glimpse of her, but all I see are empty fields. I wish she had invited me to go along with her, but maybe it was too much after kissing her. She is dating Danuel, and ev

                                                                      Jade  I sit on the rock with this beautiful girl beside me, I first saw her two years ago and wanted to talk to her, but of course, I was more focused on my idiotic friend finding love than myself. Even now, I can’t focus on her like I want to because of those two dolts on the beach. I glance over at Maija sitting beside Zayne and sigh, a blind man can see how much they love each other, yet they refuse— well, she refuses to admit it. “So, your philosophy on love Maija was….” I hear Kenya say, but I’m still looking at Zayne as he pushes her hair behind her e

Maija                After spending fifteen minutes in the shower, I walk out feeling refreshed and more than satisfied after Zayne's visit. Zayne whistles as I enter the bedroom.                 "I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world," he says as he approaches me, still nude. He wraps his arms around me and hugs me.                 “Come back to bed, my love,” he whispers as he nuzzles my neck.                 "Zayne, stop it. I told you I have to go." I nudge away and drop the towel to pull on my dress; he groans as he watches.                  "I know, I want to spend the day with you too, but there are things I have to do." He grunts and leans in to kiss my lips. I sigh. I really don’t w

Maija I rouse from sleep with a desperate thirst. The room is dark, and I can feel Zayne’s hands tightly wrapped around my waist. After not talking to him all day, I came up to his room last night and put on his shirt because I missed him and needed him to know that I love him regardless of Danuel's antics. Today was awful, seeing him and not speaking to him; I hate being away from him, which is new for me since it was never like this with Danuel. I can't get enough of Zayne. I smile, recalling a couple of hours ago when I woke up to him reading the card. And then we made love and fell asleep in each other arms. It was amazing, I told him to show me how much he missed me, and man, did he show me. I try to smile, but my dry mouth stops me; oh right, I need to get something to drink. I remove his hand and slip out of bed, and head to the door. I make my way down to the kitchen quickly and head for the refrigerator. I pour myself a glass of water and take a seat at the table, l