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Entwined

==Matteo==The doctor hadn't wasted time to come. She and Olivia were in the inner room. It'd been over ten minutes now, and none of them had made it out. I couldn't help but wonder if the rash was something serious. Of course, it looked hideous. It'd left her face looking crimson. Almost like a burn. Where could she have gotten the allergy from? Had she been outside again? That wasn't far from being a possibility. The damn girl couldn't heed to instructions. She never did. I sighed, running my fingers across my hair. Once I stopped the motion, a large portion of hair fell over my face. I shook it back. I had to get to the barber's. It was long overdue. The image of Olivia flashed before my eyes, and I winced. I was so perverse, so polluted that I'd pictured her naked when she in fact had on a towel. This was basically what I'd become. A lunatic. I sighed again, my lips forming a pout. This craze wasn't ending any time soon. I didn't think it would. The sound of the door squeaking

Have mercy

With slow breaths, Lyons pulled away from Leah. He pulled up his underwear and pants, coming to stand before Leah who was a bit dazed. She bit her lips as her crotch burned. A mixture of pain and pleasure. She straightened her dress, wiping her lips clean. Lyons' gaze was flashed at her in such manner that set her on edge. With the way his brows were knotted, she wasn't sure if he was okay. But rather than query him on that, she kept quiet—returning his gaze. And then, he parted his lips. His brows relaxing a bit. "I'm disappointed at you." His icy blue eyes sparkled from nothing besides hate. Disgust. "Highly disappointed." He began to retreat, his eyes still on her. In one sleek move, he turned around, and left the apartment. Leah stood, gaping. He was disappointed? He was disappointed? What did he mean by that? She couldn't say she wasn't surprised. In fact the word 'surprise' was a huge understatement to what she felt now. He was disappointed at her? For opening her legs and

Karma

==Olivia== It takes a lot of trauma to make a person believe her captor means well for her. A saviour, if you may. That's Stockholm syndrome, in case you've forgotten…Stockholm… Was that what this was? Had I mistaken that for attraction? Love? So, all this while, I'd been sick in the head. What could I say though? I was...I was dimwitted. I'd been so intellectually incompetent that I hadn't seen the wrong in my feelings for Matteo. Or rather, I'd known that, but for some reason, I chose not to be bothered. For some fucking reason.It'd been confirmed. I was crazy. Not the good or funny kind of crazy, but the bothersome kind. The type that landed people in a mental institution. Staring blankly at the mirror, I brushed my hair. A plethora of emotions churned deep inside of me, all of which were negative. There was a part of me that couldn't make sense out of this whole thing. I mean, what I felt for Matteo was real. The emotions, they were strong. I knew how helter-skelter my heart

black out

The sky sparkled, although not much was going on on it. Stationary clouds gave no alarm for a storm. For most parts of Fridgeton, this was the kind of night perfect for cookouts. Holly Creeks was anything but...holy. An out-of-town region on the eastern border, it was a ghostown having a head count of less than 50. It went without saying that not too many people paid it a visit. This, however, couldn't be said for a young man who zoomed out from the shadows. He couldn't be more than 18, even with his five foot two-ish height. He stopped to catch his breach, his hands clapsed on his knees. His shoulders heaved, as he pushed out breath noisly. His dreadlocks swinging as he did. Indeed jogging all the way from the subway to this place was an excerise reserved for the tough-hearted. It had been nothing less than twenty minutes. When he must have gotten himself, he resumed—taking a stroll this time. There weren't much buildings here. Again, that didn't come as a surprise. Bushes, howev

please

==Matteo==Work work work work. That had been my mantra for the past week. That was all I thought of. Consequently, there were no rooms for wishful thoughts, forbidden desires and of course the nightmares. What's more, my other self had gone on a long vacation—if not died. My mind was basically refreshed. However, something wrestled to remain stuck. Olivia and the thoughts she brought. Contrary to what one might believe, I hadn't been as lovestruck as I used to. Wait, did I just admit to… Fuck, shut up. Anyways, I wasn't all engrossed in her as I used to. I had gained control of my emotions, only letting thoughts about her seep in whenever I wanted such.We both hadn't seen each other since Dr. Joelle came—making it five days of non communication. I was cool with it now. I know so. I'd been frustrated with her not showing up for meals, but I'd come to realise that that was in fact in my favour. The girl just had something about her. I mean, I could summon her and she'd decide to clad

bloody fucker

==Matteo==The building was actively burning, coughing out puffs upon puffs of smoke. I charged towards the entrance, not minding the sharp objects littered around and the bedlam around me. The fierce flames shooting out from the building did little to deter me. I dove forward and jostled into the building, coming to arrive at the lobby. The smoke was dense here. It went straight into my nose, irritating me. It hurt my lungs and I coughed. Hard. I looked around me. All i saw was destruction. Blinded by rage, I growled. The deep guttural sound leapt from the depth of my stomach. It was evidence of anger and hurt. Before I knew it, red covered my vision and I was pounding hard on someone. I held it by the neck and punched hard, deep into his face. I punched, vetting all my anger, all my bitterness on him until he bleed. That didn't make me stop. The sour smell of blood only irked me more, making me continue with the battery.Then, someone hit my back. I left the bleedy fucker and fac

get lost

Andrea stepped onto the porch with a magazine in one hand and her phone in the other. She sat down flipped through the pages for a while and shut it close. She sighed. Her mind went back to the events that happened ealier. Two nights ago. An insane ruckus had broken out, rendering the entirety of Brookehurt barren. Even worse was the fact that Vintage hadn't been left out in the destruction. Her roommate, Yvonne had come home with all the gist and with photo evidence from her phone to support her claim. Andrea had been to the sorceress's, giving her a piece of her mind. Now, learning about the sad fate of Vintage only made her want to embrace The Master and whisper words of consolation to him. She'd seen the video footage, how fierce his wolf was. It was an instant turn on. She felt guilty for getting the arousal, but how could she stop it? There was no getting that. The same way there wasn't getting around the fact that The Master was a wolf! She'd been clueless all this time. Clue

if looks could kill

==Matteo==A knock came through, snatching me from my lifeless gaze. I glanced at the door, shut my eyes close and threw my head back at my swivel chair. I grumbled a 'come in'. The door pulled open, and there was a moment of silence. "Sir—""What you got?"Yosef cleared his throat. "The curfew has extended to Brookehurt, starting from 7 in the evening to 8 in the night."The raid had temporarily interfered with internet connection. Yosef, however, saw to it that it was promptly fixed. "Is that all?"He was silent for a while before replying. "A lot of buildings were...destroyed . Vintage happened to be one of them, unfortunately.""And? What're the statistics?""Total. Total raid." I shut my eyes tight. Emotions eating me raw. I swallowed the bile that'd found its way into my mouth, and even getting it removed hurt. The lump in my throat was a stumbling block. A lone tear ran down from my left eye. I didn't bother to wipe it off. "Sir…A body was found two nights ago. That's t

so?

==Matteo==I found myself in that usual space. The middle of nowhere in which the concept of time and logic were null and void. However, unlike other times, I wasn't encircled by darkness but rather bright blinding whiteness. I sat with my legs crossed on top of each other. I appeared to be floating because I couldn't feel my bum make an impact with any surface. I didn't look down to make sure of the fact. It wasn't necessary.Beside me in each side were nightmares. Two if my worst nightmares: Angela De La Crux and the one I didn't have a name for yet. A caricature of me. I wasn't actively staring at them. But my peripheral vison did the trick. Angela was staring at me while the other fixed his gaze on his toes. "I mean, the main winery's in Tuscany. Isn't it? This isn't the end of the world."I didn't speak. A long stretched silence settled in, Angela thought it wise to thaw the ice. "I sincerely apologise for the raid and the losses incurred."Indeed. "You're a seer, aren't you?

bon appetit

==Olivia==I was in high spirits. One, because my period had just ended. The little devil came as usual and crippled me. This time, there hadn’t been any wolf-in-human being to massage the pain away. I had to deal with the agony. Secondly and more fantastic, tomorrow would make it three days to my exit. Precious day 27, it was. I stared at the mini calendar on the nightstand, still finding it difficult to believe I was almost there. Funny thing was that the days left had escaped my memory. Or rather, I had given up on the hope of being free. However, I chided myself. I shouldn't surrender. I oughtn't. And surely, come Day 29, I'd meet Matteo and remind him it was over.I sniffed. Beads of tears rested on my eye lids. I survived. I actually...did fucking survive. I pulled my legs to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I thought about Matteo. I couldn't help but wonder if he had taken the doctor's word for it, just as I had. He hadn't showed up ever since. I didn't care though. I

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