The rest of my day went by like it never even happened. It was if hearing about rape victims and missing girls left a curse on the rest of the day. I couldn’t even get a productive thing done and at that rate I feared Constantine, our boss would fire me. Although the thought does not faze me like it probably should. I was drained in all aspects and I didn’t mind a break from everything. After the uneventful day though, I found myself looking forward to spending the night with Dwyer. He seemed like the only reason I made it through that day. As I waited for the clock to strike six, I thought of how the night would go. Where he would take me and what he would show me. The only clue I had about the where we'd be going is that it's out of town. For a moment, fear set in. Was he finally thinking of killing me off somewhere outside the town? Where no one would find me? But

The rest of my days with Dwyer didn’t just fleet by like they never even happened. They were days I could recount over and over again. It was like each day has its significance inside of my head. Each moment I had with him right after that day with him at the beach became a memory embedded into my brain and I dwelled in them with no single regrets. My days became memorable and yes, they were still stressful and tiring but each time I have a long day, the thought of going home to meet someone gave me immense joy. I was always looking forward to snuggling close to him on my couch while seeing a Netflix series together and munching on popcorns that often leads to arguments and bickering on who ate the most of it. We spent most of our time at my apartment and only a few times at his since he was always waiting for me at my place when he gets off work. Each day, walking in to see him was like a pill I needed to take to go to sleep fine at night. Whenever I walk

Hell.   Is this what it feels like?   Silence?   The graveyard one, all around you?   Where the little voices in your head that raged and rumbled like angry storms are now suddenly quiet as if their abode was raided and ransacked and now you hear nothing, not even your own silent cries. Where nothing makes sense to you. Where the thoughts in your head dry up and you feel like some sort of arid desert land. Where you feel nothing, nothing but numbness on your lips, your limbs and inevitably, your brain.   If this isn't what hell feels like, then I wonder what makes hell terrifying if it isn't the fact that you can't feel yourself anymore.   That’s right.   The right words to fit my situation.   I couldn’t feel myself anymore.   Every part of me was numb and unfeeling.   I was b

All of my problems melted into the background the moment his lips touched mine. They drowned in the sea that is his lips and I couldn't help but sigh contentedly into them. There was something about the way his lips molded into mine. Something about the way it guided me in slow and sensual movements. Something about the fact that I have never felt this way before. It was nothing like anything I have ever felt. it was different. Different from our rushed moments of passion and lust even if it had just the amount of passion it needed and a mix of other emotions that we must have both bottled up in the past torturous days. I couldn't pinpoint the emotions. I didn't care. I couldn't care. The sensation coarsing through me wouldn't make me care. My tears didn't stop. I couldn't stop them. They seeped into the kiss we shared like they were a part of it and Dwyer gladly welcomed them, swallowing them and having us both taste the salty solution. I gripped

I knew the moment that high-pitched scream pierced through my ears that it's either I ran for my life or I end up with my hair scalp being bruised by her puling on it and maybe a double nose bleed. And I knew better than to even consider the prospects.I ran."Get back here you little piece of shit!"She followed knocking down the bag in her hands in the process. The floor was small and enclosed and all I could do was run back and forth with her hot on my trail. I dodged a few hooks and punches from her whenever she got close enough to actually catch me. This went on for so long than I can figure out but neither one of us was giving up."Shayne please"I pleaded already out of breath even though I knew better than to stop running from her."Stop running Char! Get back here. I won't touch you" she was breathless too. I snorted. As if I could believe her. She rolled her eyes in return knowing I'm smarter than that."I promise I won't to