Torn Between The Two Play Novels & Stories

Elian’s voice thundered through the room and his frustration was evident on his face. My eyes kept moving between the both of them who were about tearing down the room. "And you are worse. You think this is a kind of joke?” Thane shot back and his mouth twisted as irritation flashed across his face. I took a slow step backward, my chest tightening as their argument escalated. Their voices were becoming louder after each word and it kept on overlapping each other. As if that was not worse. It was also pushing against my ears. "At least I’m not trying to control her into choosing who…" Thane tried to say but Elian wasn't taking it easy with him.

And now, I could feel his breath on my lips. “Stay with me.” He said instead, I frozed. “What was that?” “Be with me for a while before you leave again.”he said, his words coming out tenderly and quietly. Before I leave again? I never left. Was he hallucinating right now? “Please, Lora. Don't go.” He muttered out, shutting his eyes once again. I furrowed my brows, confused. Lora? Who was Lora? I felt a sudden jolt as his hands landed on my cheeks. I shrugged it off, trying to brush off the unexpected touch, and swiftly stood up from his bed.

Akira’s POV Steel clashed like thunder as Kaïden and Thorne engaged in a fierce duel that rattled the very ground beneath us. Every time their blades met, sparks flew, neither man backing down, both too strong and too stubborn to relent. Kaïden’s strikes were sharp and deliberate, powered by a sense of dominance. On the other side, Thorne moved with quick, smooth grace—like a predator enjoying the thrill of the hunt. The air around them shimmered with the intensity of their battle, every swing echoing with themes of war, betrayal, and long-held vengeance.

He was always the extreme one, and today, I needed that edge. Leo tilted his head. “So how do you want to play it? Messy or clean?” “Messy,” I said through gritted teeth. “He messed with the wrong player.”

A guy said loudly from the back. Damon is about to stand up before I tell him that I am going for a second game. "The offer is canceled," He said. "Yes.. I must move out of here with a shared glory" I said. We began the play and he was taking my game out but this time around I took his game out also. Everywhere suddenly became quiet as everybody was looking to see who would win this time around, since the game was getting more complicated and hard. I hit at Damon taking his last game out and the crowd cheered..

"What about you? Because of you, we lost a day of progress! We could have spent more time on the roles!" "Are you honestly blaming me because you fucking took it upon yourself to try and show off?!" "We could have focused more on the song! I want to play! I just want to fucking play alright?!" Renjiro came and intervened, ripping the two away from each other. The cameras soon flew to hover around us like flies, fishing for some kind of reaction or clue as to what the two could possibly be arguing about.

How could I bring this darkness into their lives? I stood there, frozen, knowing a decision had to be made, but utterly torn between the two.

And just like that— The balance shifted again. But this time— It didn’t tilt. It shattered. Because now— There was a new player. And she wasn’t afraid to play dirty.