Romans & histoires Purest Intentions

“I was young... maybe even stupid.” He looked up then, startled by the honesty. “You’re not stupid, Elsa. I just... I don’t want to be a mistake you regret tomorrow, and it costs us our friendship.” That should have cooled me, but it didn’t. It only made me want him more. The way he still tried to protect me, even from himself. I rose to my feet slowly. “What if I don’t want to regret it?” I asked. “What if I finally want to stop pretending I don’t see you the way everyone else does?”

On a balcony at an unknown location, A man stood, gazing at his phone in disbelief. His eyes, unlike a normal human’s, were pure white, with no dark pupils. There was a certain sexy charm in every gesture he made. “Did he just hang up on me?” he asked, pointing at himself in disbelief. “Yes,” a shadow replied plainly. “Ah, great. Just great.” “You should know by now how he does things,” the shadow said. “Damn it… he can be very vexing at times,” the man sighed forlornly. “I thought we would use this opportunity to catch up.”

She hated him so much she wanted to punch in his face, smack him or worse, run him over with his own car, but she couldn’t do any of that, because it would only leave her with a criminal record. “I'm so stupid though!” she whispered to herself, raising her right hand to clean off the single tears that had just escaped. She wasn't sure she wanted to see anyone see her cry, so shoving her emotion in was it for her, at least, for as long as she would have to stay in detention for. ***

"And the red one, she's also my sister. Her name is Rose Steele. And she wants to kill you." It didn't seem to want to bother White for to him, they were still in the form of a house. Crystal moved back, making a crunching sound, and White turned to see her and Violet, staring at him, wide-eyed with horror. "Remember Crystal and Violet?" Claire asked. "I do remember them. They are free?" he asked with surprise. "Yes. But they are not the immediate problem. You can handle them, of that I'm sure. Rose is the problem. She destroyed your grave. She actually aimed to destroy you, and I thought you gone. But here you stand."

Zip, zilch, nada. As I scrolled the screen, I watched it bounce back to the original state because there was absolutely nothing to scroll against. "What do you mean?" Came the sudden outraged cry of a female specimen in the cafeteria. I averted my gaze from my phone that was filled with loneliness and tried to find out what caused the ruckus. My gaze darkened when it settled on the Prime Empire's table. The brunette from earlier was on her feet, fire burning in her eyes. Amusement at her demeanor flew in the air between the members of the Prime.