I was resurrected to life when the tears of pain formed a huge puddle on the bathroom ground. I wasn't going to cry out for him anymore; my howls became silent and my beating heart calmed down after the mental exhaustion I had put myself through. He was going to leave sooner or later and I had to come back to my stable tracks.I stood up from the ground and walked with my wet blue hospital gown and severely pink aching cheeks with dried tears. I tried so many times to keep him just like my mom but he left. He didn't want anything to do with me in the first place and I was slowly starting to embrace it."We were looking everywhere for you," the nurse grabbed my arm when she saw me at the front of the men's bathroom. "Come with me, darling." This time I didn't rebel, I complied. Like the goody-two-shoes I was.

It was time. I wiped my hands on the rich navy long dress I wore in anticipation. I had done a lot of these shows before but none of them meant something like the bigger inside of me. This was my chance to show the Julliard executives that I was worth it.Mom, I hope you're watching this.This is for you.The sound of the audience rushing in to get to their seats made my heart beat faster and my hands sweaty. I closed my emerald eyes and prayed for success, prayed that I don't mess this up.The white stage lights illuminated the stage like a circus show and the audience stopped making noises of approval, the red curtain that was in front of me opened, the grand piano that was my friend in all my times of need placed

The toned arms of his strong sculptured body glowed under the bathroom light and his amber eyes lightened up when he found mine, the scars, and bruises on his chest were a Leonardo Da Vinci masterpiece, my pale hands contrasted against the cold skin of his body as it went to the outlines of his abs to his arms as he closed his eyes like he was being hypnotized just like I was.I couldn't get enough of him when he opened his eyes again, I stopped and my body was against his as my dried tear stained eyes found him again. We were both in a fatal trance, never letting go of the attraction that would ruin us forever. It didn't matter anymore. I heard the imaginary rip of his caution tapes off as his eyes hungrily took in my face as if he was trying to save a mental picture of me.He neared me, ever so carefully, and his pink patched lips clo

I watched the dawn through my bedroom window as I hugged my knees. It was so serene, so peaceful, so beautiful just like Rys. The tormented bad boy. I smiled when I remembered the bathroom incident, he was jealous of me. He likes me.A frown was set upon my lips when I also reminded to the part where he left off without a glance in my direction, I felt hurt as tears threatened to escape my eyes like a waterfall but I had to hope that I would still continue to fight for the sparks between us.The sparks between us deserved to live.I sighed and rubbed my sleep-deprived eyes. The entire night was spent on my thoughts about Rys and my entire life. My life goal was to make a career out of something I have always loved and to help my dad with the needed bills. I couldn't think some

The man stared at me in Ryson's arms and I felt terrible chills climbing up my spine like a horror movie. He had bad vibes to him, his eyes were snake-like and he was a burly man with a dirty stench to his ragged clothes. Ryson was stiff and his arms tightened around me."Dad." He said and I widened my eyes, well, that was indeed my bad impression about Rys's father. They were so different from each other, the man had black hair that revealed a slight empty patch in the middle while Ryson's hair had thick curls. I remembered what he had done to Ryson's back and I grew madder than before."What do you want from him?" I hotly snapped. Ryson looked down at me with a tight-lipped frown, oops, I said a bad thing. I tried to sound hostile but it ended up sounding like a pitiful small kitten.