SILVIA'S POV I haven’t been able to shut my eyes for the past two days.It’s been two days since I did what I did. I couldn’t even admit it to myself. It felt so wrong after I did it. It wasn’t the first time I had done something like that, so why was I feeling this way? Her hatred filled her eyes, and her last words were still embedded in my memory."He will never forgive you for this."He will—that’s if he ever finds out, which he won’t. Whatever it was I was feeling would go soon. I hope.Josiah rubbed my back in an attempt to be comforting, but it wasn’t working. I called him last night and told him I couldn’t sleep, and despite what happened between the both of us two nights ago, he still came. We did not fuck or anything. He just hugged me and told me everything would be fine. He didn’t bother to ask what was wrong with me, and I didn’t know if that was a good or a bad thing. It felt nice knowing that he would always be there for me regardless of our situation.But I just could

GERALD'S POV I am still speechless about what happened. Why the hell did Silvia have a gun? How did she get the courage to throw herself out the window knowing that one bullet was all it took to kill her? And how did she learn to shoot so well? She only shot at them like twice, and they were perfect hits. Something was going on, and I did not like it.That's why I decided to fuck the ball and invite Silvia to my house to talk. I didn’t feel comfortable questioning her on the road, where another one of those goons could just come out and start busting up my glasses with a LED. So here we are, in my living room, with a baseball bat in my hand and a ten-foot distance between Silvia and I."Why do you have a gun?" I started, and I saw her take a step towards me; I raised my bat, and she immediately stopped. I saw the surprise in her eyes, but I wasn’t really going to use it on her. I could never hurt her. But I needed answers.Now."For protection, obviously. Ever since I got shot, I bou

SILVIA'S POV "I am not yours."That simple sentence seemed to have torn his entire world apart. The way he looked at me like I had just dragged out his heart from his chest and stepped on it mercilessly it hurt. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it quickly as though he were unsure of what to say. I heard a sniffle but I refused to believe it was from him. Surely he wasn’t going to cry because of me, right? That’s not the Gerald I know.He ran his hands through his hair and took a deep breath while shutting his eyes. When he opened them I was surprised by what I had found. His blue eyes were outlined by a bloody red, it looked like he was holding back so many emotions he was about to burst. His neck snapped towards me and he was stalking towards me, I stumbled back surprised by the determination and power in his stride. He took my hand in his and placed it above his chest, his heart was beating frantically.Too frantically if you ask me, it was like he was about to have a heart at

GERALD'S POV I groaned when a bright light tried infiltrating my eyelids. The sun’s warm gaze kissed my skin, and I just was not in the mood for any romantic gestures. I felt something move around my chest and froze. I do not remember buying a pet, and Paula does not sleep in my room.But that’s when it hit me.Paula’s gone.Silvia hates me.I don’t have a pet.So what the hell is on my chest?My eyelids flew apart and my eyes fell on a mop of dark brown spewed across my chest. Soft snores filled my ears, and a bony, well-manicured hand moved across my chest; she was caressing my body as though I were some kind of pillow.Who the hell was this woman?And that’s when it hit me again.The events of the past few hours: Silvia telling me to fuck off; me realizing how much shit my life has become and deciding to be irresponsible; me kissing some random woman in a bar whose name I do not even know.Fuck.A weird feeling began dancing within my chest. It made me feel nauseous, and I had thi

GERALD'S POV I have never seen anyone so sad in my entire life.The life and light in her eyes just died when she ended that call. Her body was as still as a board, and I have absolutely no idea how she has been awake without moving for so long. Her silver orbs have been trained on my ceiling ever since. I just sat beside her, feeling so helpless, and scrolling through my phone. I was at least glad she was here when she was going through all this. Her presence was healing me just like mine was with hers.But that’s not the only thing I can be useful for."Hey, wanna get something to eat?" I asked but got no response in return. "Silver eyes?" I tried again but got nothing. I went to grab her foot, but she flinched back the moment our skin made contact. "Jesus, you are hot as lava." I was soon shuffling to my knees on the bed and coming to kneel beside her. I placed the back of my hand on her head, and she released a low hiss. "You’re burning up," I said more to myself than to her.Thi