Part One: The MeetingEdit
"I've Just Seen a Face" (Payson)Edit
"Payson! Lets go already! Don't make me send the One Direction Fandom in there!" I could hear my dad yell as I flew down the stairs.
"Chill. I'm here." I smoothly replied, keeping my anger inside.
"Well, I have a meeting with my half sister, so ya, I'm in a hurry!"
He basically shoved me out of the door of our house. Which was more like a giant mansion with several libraries than a house. He transformed into an eagle and took off in the air. I flew after him. Thank the gods mom is the goddess of flying. We reached a park that was decorated in marble columns and fnacy stone. My aunt sat on a marble bench, looking impatient. I leaned against a pole while they talked, looking around the park for any hot chicks. A girl walked up, and twisted her hair while checking me out. I began to smile and then flirt with her. I knew she couldn't resist. But then... a girl who looked to be around 17, but was obviously beatifully immortal walked by. I couldn't help but check her out as she passed by. Her brown hair hit the sun just right, and I swore she was an angel. I quickly ignored the other girl and followed this new girl. I could hear the other one I had left behind yell stuff like "player" "jerk" "pig" and "jackass". But I didn't even care. I figured the girl knew I was following her, but she never indicated it. She simply walked to a bench and sat down. She looked the other way, not letting her hazel eyes meet mine. I put on my "stud" walk and approached her. I pretended to casually sit down. I cleared my throat a couple times, but she never looked towards me. Finally, I had to speak.
"Hey? I'm Payson."
Without looking, she replied. "Lucinda. I've heard about you."
I gave a laugh and returned, "Well, aren't you lucky?"
In what seemed a furious rage, she flipped around, looking at me. "No, not really. I heard you were simply a horny, pigheaded, player."
For a moment I just stared in awe. Then I began to speak. She cut me off.
"Guess it's a good thing I like the players then."
She gave a wink as she finished and then rose. She walked away and I was too stunned to follow.
What the hell just happened?!
Tying up my studded black boots, I slipped on an army-green jacket, following my mother out of the house. My father was out, probably somewhere with another person he could hook up with behind my mother. When I was younger he'd even give me things I wanted as long as I kept my mouth shut.
Yeah, that was my life, basically.
Transforming into an owl, I quickly flew and arrived at the same park I'd always visit with Uncle Connor and my mother, and it always seemed like it was in the same condition each time I arrived. Polished and glossy-looking, like it was literally just built yesterday.
Sighing, I could already see the back of a guy flirting with the same girl that I'd always see kissing a new boy each time. She's hardly ever changed...
Rolling my eyes, I continue to take a stroll around, looking at anything that meets the eye. A distant, squeaky voice was heard, but I hardly even cared to register whatever words they were saying.
I could hear a few footsteps behind me, but I carelessly shrugged it off. Nobody here ever talks to me, and if they do, it's almost always about some useless topic.
Sitting down on a bench, I slightly shake my wrist, re-adjusting my bangles around it. Someone else sat beside me, but I continued to mind my business. Glancing over at the side of the park to make it less awkward, the person clears their throat, whoever the hell it was, probably trying to get my attention. Assuming it's another playboy, I exhale, shifting slightly as I look down at my feet, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Hey," A masculine voice says to me. "I'm Payson."
Payson? Why the hell would he be trying to talk to me for?
I mean sure, I found him to be fairly interesting and what not, but I'm nowhere near easy.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I quickly fold my hands in my lap, clearing my throat. "Lucinda. I've heard about you."
I hear him chuckle. "Well, aren't you lucky."
"No, not really. I heard you were simply a horny, pigheaded, player." I snapped, half-lying, since it did slightly made me somewhat satisfied with him talking to me. I was already staring right at him, pulling off something between a poker-face and somewhat stern look.
I can see his jaw drop as he swallows, probably trying to find a comeback. Before he can even say anything, I smirk, gathering my hair to one side.
"I guess it's a good thing I like the players, then." I add, throwing a small wink in his direction before walking off, not even waiting for his reaction.
Taking control of the bad guys was always more fun than letting them take control of you, right?
Part Two: Getting to Know YouEdit
It All Comes Crashing Down (Lucinda)Edit
Awakening abruptly by a glass breaking, I quickly dart out of my room, my mother and father fighting. Knowing what'll happen if I interrupt, I wait for them to stop.
But it gets worse.
It gets so much worse.
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO ELSE YOU'VE CHEATED ON ME WITH!"
"It was one time!"
"YOU HAVE A DAMN CHILD!"
My father rolls his eyes, muttering off to the side "And you're supposed to be some sort of goddess of happiness."
My mother's face is red and blotchy, mainly from screaming. A hand-print, bright and maroon is on the surface of my dad's cheek. I don't know who's side to be on.
"I still love you," He admits, but she shakes her head violently.
"Feelings aren't mutual anymore. Get the hell out of my house."
"What happened?" I ask, cutting the both of them off.
"Nothing," My father says quickly. "Everything's fine."
"You are so full of-"
"Did you go out again?" I ask my father. It had upset me. Usually I wouldn't care about my damn parents problems, but knowing my father was having an affair with other people disgusted me.
"Stay out of this, Lucinda."
"Give me a damn answer."
"I couldn't help it, dammit, I-"
"That's it!" My mother shouts, tears in her eyes as she pulls out her hand, a ball of purple and blue energy forming. Without thinking, I dive forward as a force hits me and I fall to the ground.
Opening my eyes into slits, a face is in front of mine, green eyes hovering over my own. I frown, squinting and trying to see my surroundings. Pulling my right hand up to my head, my eyes focus in on a face, and I realize it's the same guy from earlier. If only I could remember his damn name...
"You're awake." He says, and I nod, sitting upright. I'm in a forest? How...?
"Surprised you noticed," I reply, rolling a rock between my index finger and thumb.
"...You should be thanking me. If it wasn't for me, you'd probably still be passed the hell out."
"That explains why I'm drenched." I mutter, standing up although stumbling a few times. Grabbing hold onto a tree for support, I hold my head, which feels extremely heavy.
"Why am I here, anyway?"
"I don't know. I was just chilling around and found you."
"Yeah, well, thanks, but I should get back home." I say, beginning to walk again until I trip, expecting my face to be in the ground until something stops me.
"Thanks? That's all I get?" He asks, a mischevious glint in his eyes as I find myself in his arms. Ugh, the prick.
"Get off of me." I say, pushing him off as I balance myself on my feet, not giving him any more opportunities for any physical contact.
"Your parents had a huge fight. I don't think you wanna go back until your mom cools off."
"Yeah, well maybe she wants to see her lost child."
"Are you even stable enough to do that?" He questions. Payson...that was his name.
But how come I can't remember anything else? The fight, my father leaving? This doesn't even make any sense...I don't even remember waking up this morning.
"...Fine. So what are we supposed to do?"
You Love the Game (Payson)Edit
After hearing her ask that, I gave a mischevious smile. "Well... I have a couple ideas..." I trailed off.
"So, what? You just stood over me thinking of things to do when I woke up?" Lucinda almost sounded angry. But then she smiled. I had her hooked.
"Well, something like that... Anyways. My dad has this cool place on earth. I wanna take you there. It will only take a second to get there because... well." I paused, and was then standing right next to her laughing. "Teleporting."
"Well, I guess that's okay. Take me away then." She was trying to play it off like she didn't care, but like all girls I was with, I could see the excitment and fire in her eyes.
"Wait, what did you say this place was called? It's beautiful!" I heard Lucinda ask... again. It seemed like I had to tell her everything three or four times for her to remember.
I just laughed as I said the name once more. "The Grand Canyon. Named one of the seven natural wonders of Earth."
"I can see why." Was her only reply.
"Wanna know one of the other wonders?" I asked, using a serious tone.
"Sure." She said, probably seeing where this was going.
"Me. You're looking at it." I smirked, laughed as she punched me in the shoulder.
"Very funny." She tried not to laugh, but couldn't help herself. Another one of the affects I seemed to have on girls.
"Lucinda..." I spoke, looking at her, wanting a serious moment.
"Yeah?" I questioned, mainly wanting to know what the name of the place was called.
Payson scratches the back of his neck before shaking his head, a tint of red rising onto his cheeks. "Nevermind. It was stupid."
"Whatever," I shrug, looking back at the scenery in front of me. It was gorgeous...
"Anyway, we should get back to your place." He says after a few minutes, and I nod, tucking an imaginary strand of hair behind my ear.
"This was fun," I say, standing in front of the entrance to my house.
He nods, looking at me so we could lock eyes. He gives a genuine smile. "I'm glad you liked it."
"Hey, you're being too soft," I say with a small smirk, pushing his shoulder.
He laughs, but it quickly disappears as he opens his mouth to say something, stepping closer to me. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, he lifts my chin up. Now my heart was doing way more than racing...
"Maybe that's because I-"
"LUCINDA!" A familiar voice yells behind me, and my I feel warmth wrapping around my torso as I look over to my mother, tears in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Luci...please don't ever scare me like that again..."
"I won't, mom," I murmur, looking around to see that Payson was already gone.
As soon as Lucinda looked at her mother, I teleported quietly away, gone in the blink of an eye. After that, I stayed away for a couple days, trying to process the whole thing. I even tried to get over Lucinda by hooking up with another girl. No luck. I couldn't shake Lucinda from my mind.
So finally, two days later, I teleported back to her house. It was around midnight. The light in her room was on and I knew this was fate. It had to be. Everything felt right. I slowly flew up to her window, careful to not let my moonlit shadow run aross any of the other windows. My face became level with the window, and inside I could see Lucinda sitting on her bed. I gently tapped on the window to get her attention.
She jumped a little bit, but quickly rushed over to the window, opening it. I went inside her bedroom and landed on the floor. She went back to her bed and sat on the end of it. I joined her and we sat silent for a few seconds.
"Where'd you go? I thought you were never coming back..." She started, almost sounding hurt.
"I was nervous. I'm never nervous. I always know exactly what my next move will be. But with you..." I spoke in a quiet, serious tone.
"I hope that's a good th..." She started to say something, but I didn't let her finish. I grabbed her waist and pulled her in close.
"I think we were something like this when your mother... erm... interrupted." I smiled, letting out a deep breath.
I could hear her heart beat, which seemed to always be in sync with mine. It was fast and short. "Umm... Ya. I mean... Uh."
I lightly laughed at her nervousness and slowly moved closer to her. Our lips were less than inches apart now. "What are you doing to me?" I quietly whispered.
"Trust me, this is new to me as well." Was her only reply.
The heat between us felt hot enough to cook an egg.
Our lips slowly met and we kissed. I kissed her like I'd never kissed anyone before. She kissed me like this was her last kiss. The air around us seemed to freeze and time felt as though it had stopped. I wished I could live forever in this moment.
After the longest kiss of my life (And I've had long kisses, trust me), we finally pulled apart. I looked at her and did nothing but smile slightly and stare into her eyes.
All In a Night (Lucinda)Edit
Payson was smiling like there was no tomorrow, but me?
I was shocked as hell.
So of course, I just sat there gaping at him, reaching up to touch my lips that were warm from the feeling of his own.
He laughs a little, commenting with: "What's wrong with you? I didn't say I came here to suggest marriage."
"Y-Yeah, I know," I say under my breath, still feeling on my bottom lip. "Just...shocked, that's all." I add, swallowing.
He leans closer, cupping my cheek with his hand. "Gosh, you're beautiful," He whispers, his hot breath tickling my neck as I gaze at him.
"Far from it, Darkwind." I reply, fingering his hair as I bite my lip. "I was about to go to sleep but you woke me up...thanks for that..." I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes with a smile playing on my lips.
"Sorry." He says through a laugh, biting his lip although we're now centimeters away. I pull back with a devious smirk, and he pouts.
"Tease is my middle name," I say, tying my hair up. "That's what you get for kissing a girl at midnight when she's in her nightgown. I could've at least looked the slightest bit more attractive."
He laughs, taking my hand as he stands up. I stand up beside him.
"Come on...I wanna show you something. When you won't continuously ask what's the name of the location."
A blush creeps up my neck as I press my lips into a thin line. "Sorry..."
"A walk on the beach? At midnight?" I ask, trying to contain my happiness.
"It's amazing..." I murmur, looking at the moon which shined on our faces. Countless of other stars surrounded it, dancing among the night sky. You could hear the sound of the ocean waves crashing upon eachother. Nothing could've been better.
Except for when I felt droplets of water on my head. Payson frowns.
"Oh..." I murmur, the raindrops getting harder.
"T-This wasn't what I planned, I swear," He says abruptly, making an effort to cover it up. I nod, closing my eyes.
"It's fine, I guess. Don't worry about it."
But the look on his face was far more crystal clear. "S-Sorry. I'll take you back home."
On the way back, I swear he'd said sorry so many times I stopped keeping count.
"Now you're all...wet..." He says, and I shrug.
"So are you."
"Well yeah, but-"
"No buts. Just us." I murmur, getting onto my tippy-toes to peck his lips again. "I don't care. That fifteen minute walk was beautiful before it started raining, and I savored every second of it." I peck his lips again, wrapping a robe around him.
"Stay." I repeat, looking at him in the eyes with a serious expression. He closes his mouth before nodding, and I pull him into a chair, sitting on his lap and leaning against his chest.
"Don't go yet." I say, towel wrapped around my shoulders.
"I won't." I hear him say faintly as I drift off into a slumber.
After letting Lucinda sleep for a little while, I tried carefully to teleport her to her bed without waking her. It worked, but I teleported right next to her. And she didn't stay asleep. Her eyes flickered open, and she was looking at me.
"I'm sorry, I was trying not to wake you." I apologized quickly, starting to sit up.
Her hand reached out and stopped me. "No, it's fine. Stay, your parents won't even know. Just stay with me. Please." Her eyes begged along with her voice and I couldn't say no.
Sighing I replied. "Okay. I'll stay." I went to lay back down and she stopped me.
"You don't have to sleep in your clothes. It's fine. I won't care." She sleepily smiled.
"Well, if you insist." I said as I made my clothes teleport off of me and appear in the chair we had been sitting in.
I layed back down and Lucinda pulled the blanket over me. She pulled herself closer to me and we held each other.
She quietly spoke. "I want this so bad. I want you so bad."
I leaned in closer and whispered in her ear. "I'm not going anywhere."
After that, we layed silent, until eventually we both fell asleep.
As the early morning sun rays beamed through the window, I began to stir. I turned to wake Lucinda as her mother came into the door.
"What the hell!? Is that you Payson!?" She yelled, waking Lucinda up.
Quickly I teleported out of bed and into my clothes. "I... uh... well..."
Lucinda got out of bed and got inbetween us. "Mom! It's okay. I..."
"I don't wanna hear it. Answer me only one thing." She looked angry, but spoke in a calm tone.
Lucinda and I both nodded our heads.
"Did you have sex?" She glared as she asked the question.
Both Lucinda and I began to laugh. I began to speak. "No... no, no, no."
After explaining to my aunt.... weird.... the story about Lucinda and I, Summer calmed down.
She surprisingly got much nicer and invited me to have breakfast.
I obviously couldn't refuse and we all went down to the main kitchen.
Summer spoke up and looked at us while flipping pancakes. "So... you two... just to clarify, no sex?"
Part Three: A Cute New CoupleEdit
Fun Fun Fun (Lucinda)Edit
It's been about two weeks since the last time I saw Payson. It didn't worry me much that he'd go around hooking up with other girls since...well, mainly because that'd be his biggest mistake.
Taking an oversized T-Shirt from my closet, I pull it over my head to match the black, tight ripped jeans I already had on. Braiding my hair, I quickly go to the kitchen, grabbing a juice box as my mother raises an eyebrow.
"And where are you going?"
"Mooooom," I groan, stretching out the word long enough to swing an arm around her shoulder.
"You and me...we're friends...I'm just...gonna go to the park..."
I clear my throat, muttering the name inaudibly.
"Couldn't hear that."
"Payson," I said a little louder as she leans her ear to my lips.
"Payson, mom." I roll my eyes, feeling my cheeks heat up a little. She smirks confidently.
"Don't be out late."
"Yeah, whatever!" I yell, already half-way out of the door.
Sneaking up behind him, I give his shoulders a violent shake, and he jerks up. Bursting into a fit of giggles, I wrap my arms around him, smiling into his back.
"Did I scare you?"
"Psshht. No." He says in a serious tone, but he was totally lying.
"You smell good." I say, biting down on my bottom lip as he turns around, careful not to break the hug.
"You look perfect today."
"You tell me that everytime you see me."
"That's the point." He says with a small smile, letting go and gently lacing my fingers with his. "I've missed you so much, princess."
"I missed you too," I say quietly, leaning against his shoulder as we begin to walk. "How many girls have you flirted with while I was gone?"
"...None. I didn't really let them."
"Shush." He says, although it was pretty obvious he was trying to cover up a grin. "I'm way too into you. And it's all your fault for making me fall so damn hard."
I smile, rubbing his chest in circles. "Are your parents home?"
"I don't think so...probably out somewhere together."
"Can we go, then?"
He looks down with a small smile. "Why not?"
Still holding Payson's hand, I look around the hallway and stop once I see a figure, their back turned.
"Shh. Just go."
Assuming it's his brother, I quickly and quietly pass by him, taking in my surroundings.
His house was definitely way better than mine.
Guiding me to his bedroom I look around in awe as he locks the door behind him.
"Eh, it's alright, I guess." He shrugs nonchalantly, landing into his bed, which was actually a water bed. Motioning for me to come over, I quickly snap out of my thoughts, settling down beside him.
"Why are you-how-but-"
"Let's leave questions out of our time together," He says with a light-hearted laugh. I smile, snuggling up against his chest. After a good half hour of cuddling, I sigh, looking over at him.
"As much as I love this, what else do you want to do?"
A Choice (Payson)Edit
I just smiled, and let out a little laugh.
"What?!" She asked me, getting more serious.
"Nothing. It's just that if I answered that honestly, you'd slap me and call me gross." I laughed as I said it, but I meant every word.
She unexpectedly just laughed. "Oh would I? I wouldn't be so sure..."
Once again I was waken up by the sun shining in on my face. But this time, it was in my bedroom, and no parent was barging in the door.
As the memory of the night before came back in a blur, I smiled. I let out a deep sigh and layed on the bed looking straight up. I felt Lucinda stirring next to me and turned my head to look at her.
"Well, look who decided to wake up." I made her laugh as I spoke, kissing her gently on the lips.
"Is it just me, or is last night a blur?" She laughed and I didn't know what to say, so I moved on from the subject.
"Sooo... how about some breakfast?"
She agreed and I teleported us to the kitchen. I hurriedly flashed us back when we appeared standing naked in my kitchen, everything out in the open. Once we were clothed, I teleported back to the kitchen and had my father make us some omletes.
Midway into breakfast, my father turn to me and said, "Just to clear the air, no sex right? I mean..."
"Ugh? Seriously? Worry about your sex life, not ours." I replied with an annoyed voice.
"Don't get sassy Payson! I have the One Direction fandom at the palm of my hands. Don't test me!" He looked me in the eyes as he threatened. Then he turned to Lucinda, "So, you tell me. What happened with you two last night?"
That Escalated Quickly (Lucinda)Edit
"Oh, I don't know, Mr. Darkwind," I say, turning my head to the side to look at Payson, a devious glint in my eye. "Your son is way more truthful to you, yes?"
Payson's face immediately lights up bright red as he clears his throat.
"Waiting..." His father says, staring him down. I stifle a laugh and Payson shoots daggers at me.
"I should go," I say with a small smirk, patting my fellow boyfriend/partner on the back. Not even waiting to be pulled back, I quickly dart out of the house, anything to get out of the situation.
Waiting by a lake, I cross my legs, laying back against the grass and staring at the stars. I'd made a deal with Payson that I'm almost one-hundred percent sure he couldn't deny.
Hearing footsteps behind me, I prop myself up on my elbows, turning around to see a familiar figure.
"I see you've made it here."
"There wasn't a reason to not come..." He say softly, emerging from the shadows and walking over to me. "You put me through a lot of suffering...I thought you were more innocent than that..." Smiling, I turn back around, looking at the lake.
"You obviously know I'm naughtier than you think," I said with a smug grin as he wraps his arm around my waist.
"I guess you're right."
Not even answering back, I kiss him for a while before pulling back, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear, my forehead resting against his.
Watching as he leans in, I lean back slowly, just enough so he couldn't get the chance to kiss me again. Biting my lip, I run my hand up his upper arm, leaning my head to the right so my hair would fall to the side.
"So, what'd you tell your father?" I clear my throat, sitting myself on his lap. "You know...about...last night."
Lets Shed Some Light on the Subject (Payson)Edit
"Well. I told him what happened. Lets not talk about it right now. I..." I started, but was then cut off.
"No seriously. What'd you tell him?" Lucinda pressed on so I had no choice.
"Well, I started off with us getting in bed. And how we cuddled till you.. erm.. got bored. Then I told you I just wanted to make out. And then how we slowly began to lose clothes due to my powers knowing what my mind wanted. Well, after that he got the gist of it and quit digging."
Lucinda just nodded her head in understanding. She then smiled remembering the events.
"Well, enough of our night... venture... and how about we go do something?" I asked, eager to changed the subject due to embarrassment.
"Like what?" She spoke softly while her hands locked with mine.
"You pick. So what do you want to do?" I kissed her cheek, waiting for a reply.
"Well... I definetly wouldn't mind another kiss. Maybe a romantic walk? I don't care. Just something... amorous." As she finished, her lips met mine. It was only a peck, but it sent me whirring. Lucinda controlled me and she knew it. She knew exactly what buttons to push and what to say. And I hated every second of it. But that also made me more addicted and brough me in closer.
"Lucinda. I don't think you understand the effects you have on me. Ask any girl I've ever been with. I don't talk romantically, I don't teleport my clothes off, and I sure as hell never let girls sit on my lap. But with you... I don't care. I would honestly do anything with you anywhere that you asked. I would dance right now with you if you asked. You..." I was cut off... again... with a deep kiss.
"Oh, shut it you dork. I love you too I guess is what you want me to say now." Her voice was angelic. Her hair glossed in the sun. Her eyes froze me.
I swear. She was fire and I was gasoline. We only made the other burn stronger.
She said something that I didn't hear, then she brough me back with a louder tone.
"I SAID, what do you wanna do then? A walk on the beach? Dinner in Dublin?"
Unexpected Date (Lucinda)Edit
"How...about...this," Payson murmurs, pulling out something that my eyes weren't quick enough to lock onto before he wraps something around them, blocking out my vision.
"It's a surprise. Anyway, here, come on. It's within walking distance," I hear him say as his hand pulls me up. I open my mouth to say something but then close it, praying that I won't hurt myself on the way.
Entering inside whatever building he took me to, I frown, trying to figure out why it smells like burnt hot dogs and popcorn.
"Are we at a cinema?"
"Stop guessing. You've guessed about 45 times asking about where we're going...just trust me."
"It smells bad."
Walking forward, I paw around as he grabs my waist, pulling me to the left. My feet instantly going with him, I feel what feels like a french fry on a nearby table and not even hesitate to eat it.
I was starving, alright?
"Sit here." I hear him say into my ear as he drags me to a booth. Sitting down, I look up to the direction of his voice.
"Don't take off the blindfold."
"Okay. I won't."
Smiling, I squeeze his hand, the other one playing with my bracelet.
"I promise that I won't take it off. For you."
He sticks around for a few seconds before walking off, and once I hear his footsteps retreating, I untie it.
Turns out, he took me to an indoor ice skating rink.
Not that I don't like ice-skating, but what's a girl like me to know how to ice-skate? In a black dress that didn't even exceed my theighs?
Needless to mention, it was so cold it could turn me into an ice sculpture within seconds.
Looking behind me, I see Payson at the counter, grabbing two pairs of skates.
Pushing the blindfold onto the table, I sigh, leaning back into the seat and waiting impatiently for him to return.
I wasn't mad...just...disappointed...you could call it.
Walking back over to Lucinda, I began to laugh.
"I knew you'd look! I was just messing with you." I revealed as I set the skates down on the table.
Without saying anything, she stood and punched my arm, giggling.
"Hold on to me, I'll show you what I really wanted to do."
As I teleported us away, I squeezed her hand with one hand, and wrapped my arm around her with the other.
We popped up inside of a fancy restraunt, right in their lobby. No one had saw us pop in randomly, so that was a plus. I walked up to the receptionist's podium and rang the service bell. In moments, a fancy dressed waiter appeared.
He spoke in a rough Dutch accent, but still spoke English fairly well. "Would the two of you like a table?"
I gave a nod and he motioned with a smile on his face. "Right this way, our best table for a beautiful couple."
He led us to a table that was up against a floor to ceiling window. Outside the window a river quietly flowed, hanging lanters illuminating it. Lucinda smiled as we sat, biting her lip.
"What? Why are you smiling like that?" I laughed nonchalantly, a wide goofy grin across my face.
"Because. Everyday you just pull me in closer. My heart slowly becomes yours everyday." Her tone was in a dreamy matter.
"Well," I started, giving a seductive grin, "I have that effect on people." I gave a wink as I finished, both of us laughing together.
After we ordered a dish neither of us could pronouce and got settled in with some tea, Lucinda and I began to talk while we waited.
"So, why did you do it?" She started off, not referring to anything specific.
"And you mean what exactly?" I questioned in return.
"Why'd you chase after me that day in the park? You already had that other girl in the palm of your hand."
"Well, why settle for bronze when you can have gold?" My responce, as cheesy as it was, made her cheeks red and a slight sigh escape her lips.
"I'm serious. I'd have been crazy not to have come after you. Why'd you agree to come with me that day? I mean, you just woke up from being passed out and then you were like, "Sure, stranger, let's hang out!""
Part Four: Burning BridgesEdit
You Promised (Lucinda)Edit
"Hey, I was completely confused, okay?" I say through a laugh, crossing my legs. "You could've offered me death and I still would've agreed. I wasn't thinking straight..." I pouted near the end, right as the waiter came back with the food.
After finishing the meal, I wiped my mouth with a napkin, getting up from the table as Payson does. Grabbing my hand, he escorts me out of the restaurant, my eyes following each and every detail of the place. Once we make it outside, I sigh, looking up at the sky.
"It's beautiful here..."
"Yeah...sadly, we should probably get home by now."
"Oh, right." I murmur softly as he teleports us back.
Arriving a few minutes away from my house so we can talk for a bit, I walk by his side, still hand-in-hand. Grinning, I push my hair out of my face, walking slightly slower than I usually would.
"...I had a lot of fun today," I say, breaking the silence. He laughs, biting his lip.
"Yeah, me too," He murmurs, giving gentle squeezes to my hand every few seconds or so.
"Sooooo..." I start again after a few minutes, biting my lip. "We should do this more often."
"I'll do whatever you want," He whispers quietly into my ear, and before I know it, I'm pressed up against a lightpost.
"You have some food on your mouth."
"Really? I thought-"
He cuts me off with his lips pressing against mine feverishly, and my hands instantly wrap around his back. Pulling back just a few centimeters, I breathe heavily, my eyes closed.
"Why don't we?" I question softly, my lips barely touching his as I speak the words.
"Do what?" He asks, and I sigh.
"Let's run away."
He scoffs. "There's no escape from here, Luci. Stop joking," He says, kissing me again but I pull away.
"Why don't you ever take me seriously?" I question, scowling at him. He looks at me, frankly quite shocked. I didn't intend for my tone to be so harsh, but it'd been on my mind for a while. "We can do it. It'll be easy."
"Lucinda, running away isn't easy at all. Do you expect us to live out there on our own? And what about our families? Are you even considerate of them?"
"Yeah...but I want to be with you."
"We can be together-"
"Not like this." The words rolled out, and there'd been no stopping them. "Do you want an adventure? Or do you want to stay here and be together just like every other lame immortal? It gets boring, Payson!"
"But you can't just jump into change whenever you feel like it!"
"But think about the fun it'll be-"
"And think about what happens after we've had our fun." He argues, frowning. "I-I just don't know, okay? I thought I was dating a girl who was completely fine with everything in our future together!"
"And I thought I was dating a guy who was way more free-spirited and would do anything with me!" I yell, tears already forming in my eyes. I was never this sensitive, but I had truly cared about and loved him, and he was basically calling me insane. "Did you even mean any of the things you said to me?"
"Of course I did, but I didn't mean anything and everything!"
"Are you even listening to yourself? I didn't ask for everything, I just asked to run away with you, and you obviously don't love me enough to do that!"
He swallows. "I love you a lot, but things can change at any moment and I don't trust the two of us being the only ones to defend ourselves. There's not only good in the world, there's bad too. I'm trying to protect you from that...I'm trying to stay where home is. Jumping from place to place is crazy and never in a million years would I ever do that."
It was like he was stabbing me with a knife and twisting it with each remark. I just kept counting down the things I thought were true that were fake as ever.
"But you told me...told me you'd do anything with me..." I said under my breath, trying to control everything I was taking in. It was way too much, and as sad as I was, anger had the upper hand.
He reaches forward to cup my cheek. "I know but-"
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I scream, slapping his hand away to the point where even my hand hurt in the process of doing it. I had felt the tears rushing down my salted and rosy cheeks. If he left right now, it'd take a whole lot of stress away, since I'm here breaking down yet wanting him to feel the exact same thing he was doing to me.
"You are a coward," I say through gritted teeth. "You are a hypocrite, lying incredibly tactless coward who cares about nobody but himself!"
"You don't mean that," He says, shaking his head. "You're lying, I know you love me!"
"I used to," I correct him, shaking my head and forcing a smile since it's the only thing I can force. "I used to love you a whole lot, Payson. And as much as true love hurts," I whisper, my voice breaking although my words still loud enough for him to hear.
"It never kills. And that's exactly what it did to us. To me. So get out of my life, and don't return, you asshole."
Moving On (Payson)Edit
Two weeks after Lucinda had flipped out on me. I was finally feeling strong again. The first week had been hell. Most of the second week was spent hanging out at the Grand Canyon and in Amsterdam, but now... None of that.
After considering dropping by Lucinda's house many times, I finally took my father's advice, and tried to move on. I was currently enroute to an icerink for a date. I had met Isabella at the park the day before while walking and she actually had cared enough to ask me if I was okay. It led to me asking her out, and well... here we are.
I entered the rink and Isabella was standing near the door, waiting. Her blonde hair was in curls and she was in a loose white skirt. I walked up and gave her a big smile, taking her hand. She smiled back, her blue eyes showing interest. I took her to to a table and we sat down, eating fries and milkshakes. It wasn't dinner in Amsterdam, and yet, still more relaxing that being screamed at by Lucinda... big surprise.
After telling several jokes back and forth, I went and retrieved two pairs of skates. Probably the same two I tricked Lucinda with.
We put them on, both of us ignoring the other's face of regret. Neither of us knew how to skate.
Within a minute on the ice, we both fallen countless times. After getting back up for the umpteenth time, we decided that holding hands would help to balance us. After that, we each only fell once more. When Isabella fell the final time, she fell forward into my chest. I caught her and we kissed. It happened so fast I didn't even realize it was happening.
As I pulled away from the kiss, we both let out a small laugh and sigh.
"So, ice skating isn't that bad after all." I said, biting my lip.
Isabella shook her head. "Not at all. And neither are you at kissing." She finished with a wink.
After we had skated till our time was up, I invited Isabella over to my house, and after her parents had agreed (mortals, they take forever to decide), we went.
Th next morning morning as I woke, I noticed Isabella was gone and a note had been left on her pillow.
Payson, I'd love to hang out again. You're an amazing guy. Don't let anyone change you. I had an amazing time, both on our date and at your house. ;) -Isabella
I smiled as I folded up the note and put it in a drawer next to my bed. Looks like I was moving on.
Worse Than Death (Lucinda)Edit
Why did I do that?
Why was I that stupid enough to do that?
That's the question I've asked myself for weeks.
And as many questions as I have in my mind, there hasn't been any answers.
So, here I was, at the park, sitting alone. Again.
A few guys came up to me, informing me on Payson's new girl. As if I even care. Some even tried to flirt with me...even worse, if I say so myself.
Seems like he'd moved on...but me, I was stuck in the past. I had never let anything rip me apart so badly, but this did.
And it was driving me insane.
Rolling some soil between my fingers, I immediately stand up as the person I'd been waiting for arrived.
"Well, if you knew me by now, being late is basically a part of me." They reply, and I smile slightly, something I haven't seen myself done in a while.
"I need a favor from you." I announce, folding my arms over my chest and heaving a sigh.
"You alright, hun?"
"I'm fine...you're the only person I could come to, though."
"What do you need?"
I look at them, and by my expression they already know.
"This couldn't have possibly killed you inside this badly..." They shake their head, putting their face into their hands.
"It did, alright? And I need you to do it!"
"This isn't even close to a positive solution!"
"But it is a solution!" I say, my tone getting louder. "Not only will it put me out of my misery, but it sure as hell will make them regret everything. They have their form of revenge, I have mine. So please..." I say softly, walking up to their face. "Please do this. It's all...all I ask."
"...Okay. But it's going to hurt if you want to be awake."
"I know. I can go through it. I'm strong enough."
They purse their lips before nodding. "Not out in the open. Come over here, I know a place where we can get this done."
Arriving at an abandoned library, I frown, following behind.
"Why are we here? It smells like old people. And these books..." I murmur, touching them as I pull my fingers up to my face, all of them stained with grey. "I didn't even know they were left behind."
"It's been abandoned for years. I don't think anyone kept up with them."
"Definitely can see that..." I mutter under my breath, hopping over a knocked over oakwood shelf.
They push down the handle of the door in the very back, opening it with a loud creak. "Come in here, darling."
Following into the room, I notice my surroundings. The walls are a thick white, and it was definitely way more old-smelling in here. They pull out a chair, placing it in front of me.
"Go ahead and sit down. I'm going to have to tie this rope around your hands."
I sigh, sitting in the chair. They tightly wrap the rope around my wrists, causing them to slightly burn.
"...It's going to hurt, isn't it?"
I frown as they sit in front of me.
"You're a strong girl, you can do this."
"I know. It's what I want. Whatever you do, don't stop until everything's gone." I say somewhat calmly, convincing myself that I can do this.
"I know. It wouldn't be so painful if the emotion...wasn't...so strong." They murmur towards the end.
"Take everything away. Everything."
I feel tears well up. This would possibly shut down my social life, but it was for the best. For the better. And that was something I'd never turn down.
They place their hands on my shoulders.
"Good luck, love. Stay strong, Luci. Just know it's permanent. Not temporary."
"I know. Thanks, mom."
And that's when I see blue light forming, circling around my torso, ripping out every ounce of strength I have. I try to hold back a scream but as soon as the pain hits my heart, I shriek, kicking around and trying to escape it.
It's suffocating me, removing everything. I gasp for air, for bits of breath, but I can't recieve anything. Squeezing my eyes shut, I scream through clenched teeth, my feet stomping and thrashing as I wish I had the strenght to rip the ropes off, to just pause everything, to pause the pain for half of a second.
But I'm stuck here, fighting myself as I'm growing weaker. My shrieks continue for what feels like years, and I can't open my eyes anymore as the light is blinding me.
I continue asking myself questions, trying to keep any single memory within me.
What's my eye color?
Who's my father?
My middle, maybe even my last name.
But I can't remember anything.
I can't remember anything...
I can't remember...
and that's when it all stops, and my entire body goes limp.
Good Days and Bad Days (Payson) Edit
First I find out Isabella is cheating on me with another mortal.
Then I start missing Lucinda.
I didn't think I could fall lower.
Then I was informed I was sick. But not like a cold. More like a cancer. But for immortals, and much more painful. When I first started to show signs of it, my parents figured I had some sort of sexual desease... considering my... erm... active past. Then as it worsened and the signs were cleaer, they called in The Doctor to evaluate my condition and see if he could stop the process. He gave my family the rundown of the rare infection, called karkíno to̱n theó̱n, meaning "cancer of the gods."
He told my parents and I that the process could be stopped and reversed, but it would take a while to formulate a cure. I could fade away before he even finished it.
My first request was for my mother to send for her sister, Summer, and Lucinda.
Summer accepted, brining Lucinda along.
Summer came into my bedroom alone at first, looking nervous. "Payson... you should know something. Lucinda has no memory of you."
I turned red. "SHE WHAT? Did you accidentally hit her again?!"
"No. She asked me to this time. She sa..."
"Why?! Honestly, its been three weeks?! How could she be so foolish." I yelled, partly angry at Lucinda and Summer, but also with myself.
Summer turned bright red with anger, getting ready to defend her daughter. Then, before she could blast me, Lucinda came in.
"Is everything okay mom?" Her voice still sounded the same.
"Yes Lucinda." She paused, turning to me. "Luckily, when I erased her, I left a loophole to give her back her memories of her family."
Angrily I turned to Lucinda. "Why would you do this? Are you trying to make ME the bad guy?! You did this. And now I'mm dying and I have no body."
"I'm sorry what? Have we met?" Lucinda looked totally lost.
"Payson, she has no memory of you. And it wasn't only her fault. Lucinda you can go out now," Summer was quick to defend her daughter as she sent her out of my room.
"Summer, you don't understand. I was with the other girl after we broke up for only one reason. To feel how Lucinda made me feel. I wanted her back so bad. BUT I DEALT WITH MY PROBLEMS. I DIDN'T HAVE MY MEMORY ERASED!" I lost it as I remembered my short time with Lucinda.
"Payson, then you had no love for her in the first place. Was your love to her even real?" Summer didn't raise her voice, but I could feel the sass.
"Don't lecture me about love. Your husband cheated on you with a man... My father. But for the record, I did love her. And I will till the sickness overcomes me. Meanwhile, she is like a mindless dummy. She did this to her. She did this to me. She ruined it all, and that is her fault. But no one will suffer more than me. And this isn't me being pityful. I mean, I'm a dying immortal for damn sake! The only girl who ever actually made me feel full is out of my life. SO DON'T LECTURE ME ABOUT HOME MUCH I LOVED HER." My voice faultered into cracks and squeeks. Then the tears began to flow.
"Get out of my room."
Shattering Glass (Lucinda)Edit
It was probably a few days since my mother was arguing with that guy.
But he had something I didn't.
And I wanted answers.
So of course, I had a proposal.
Swinging downstairs, I ran my fingers through my hair before cupping my hands together.
"So you're up?" She questions, although from look on her face I already knew she was going to disapprove of what I had to offer.
"Yeah," I say, looking around and grabbing an orange, juggling it side to side between my two hands. "I was wondering if I could go out today."
There's a long pause.
"I just want to make...uh, some new friends," I say softly, forcing a weak smile before clearing my throat. "I just think it's...nice, for a good start. Since I have no...history."
She taps her nails on the marblestone counter before exhaling deeply. "Alright."
I smile, going around the kitchen to hug her.
"Thank you," I breathe out, before turning on my heels and walking out of the door.
Little did she know...
Arriving at the same place as before, I knock on the door before letting myself in anyways. My hair flowing behind me, I walked in quickly, the same guy from before laying in bed, but this time his eyes widened when he saw me. They quickly returned to normal and he turned the other way.
"Leave me alone."
"No." I retort. "I need you to listen to me."
I hear him chuckle, although it sounds croaky and hoarse. "Listen to you? You have no idea what happened. None. I will listen to anyone but you, Lucinda."
"Fine. But riddle me this; you wouldn't know my name if we had no past relationship, no? At least tell me how you know my name and I'll leave you alone," I state, although knowing I wouldn't.
"You were a part of my life just like anybody else. There's your answer. Now leave."
"I'm not moving until you tell me what I wanna know-"
"You were the one who didn't wanna know anything. You got rid of your memory because you wanted a carefree life, and now you have it. So go party with your little pink unicorns and rainbows and let me suffer here, alright? If I'm going to die, I want to do it alone, not with a heartless, mindless ignorant girl."
"Hey, you listen here, alright? I'm sure that whatever I did, I didn't do it knowing this happened to you, so don't be a smartass with me. Whatever girl I used to be was-"
"A two-faced brat. That's who she was. So leave me the hell alone now, please. I think that's enough of Payson's history lesson of the day."
"If you want me to move, you're going to make me. I didn't come all the way here for no reason!" I yell, and that's when the light starts to flicker and the ground shakes, making me lose balance as I hold onto a table for support. "See what you did?!"
"Oh, I didn't do that sweetheart."
"Damn you, I'm getting all the information I need, and I'm going to get it by midday."
"Or maybe Neveruary! You want my stress, you want the memories back? Take them! Take them all!"
"I can't if you don't tell me anything!" I shout, the floor shaking way more. Dammit...why is there an earthquake?
"You loved me! You loved me, and right after that, you broke me! Is that good enough for you?!" He says back, and with that, I'm sent into a completely different state...completely different place, with everything flooding into my mind.
"Is she awake?"
"I don't know...she hit her head pretty hard when she fell on the way down."
"How could she have fallen?" I hear someone ask, and I wake up to notice an ice pack pressed onto my head.
"I don't know...but we're about to find out."
Noticing the faint outline of my mother and father, I squint my eyes, trying to focus on something other than bits of colors smudged into a blur.
"Luci," I can hear my father say in a gasp, and I sit up, an awfully bad throbbing in the back of my head and a sharp pain in my spine.
He hugs me, and I hold the icepack onto the side of my head, the area where it is at being extremely numb and freezing to the touch.
"Seems like you got into a fight with Payson." I hear my mother say, staring down my father. I avert my eyes.
"Oh, that night? Mom, that was weeks ag-"
"I was talking about today - wait, what? You remember?"
"Sadly, yes," I murmur, rolling my eyes. "I don't want to think about him. But I'm fine now. I'm over him."
"I k-know, but you couldn't remember anything before. I took out your memory." My mother says, her eyebrows knitted together. "How..."
"Retrocognition." My father says under his breath, his eyes widening. "She has retrocognition...but...since when..."
"What are you guys even talking about? I'm completely confused."
"Nothing. Go back to sleep-"
"No!" I say, getting up from the bed. "Why isn't anyone telling me anything?!"
"Her powers are stronger than yours, Summer..." My father says, looking at her. "But I don't recall her showing any signs of any form of power..."
"Someone ple-" I say, but instantly get interrupted.
"I made sure she was completely drained out of any source, anything even linking to her past!"
"Well, somehow she got it. Maybe Payson triggered her."
"The prick couldn't have triggered her! What could have he possibly-"
"MOM! DAD!" I yell, finally gaining their attention. "Please, can either of you give me an explanation? What is this retrocognition crap? And what's with the whole Payson triggering me?"
My father sighs, looking at my mother. She closes her eyes, before opening them again shortly after.
"A few days ago, I had taken out any memory you had, mainly any interaction you had with Payson, since I couldn't bear to see you miserable like that. You went to Payson today, and my best guess is that it was to regain information. The problem is that you somehow got it back, and it wasn't through me. It was through you."
"Your power is stronger than your mother's. I don't know how you got the power in the first place, but you have retrocognition and I assume you also have pathifery, due to how you caused the entire room to nearly fall apart based on your emotions and how badly you wanted information. And with those two powers combined, it's highly likely you can even be a clairvoyant..." My father says softly.
"I don't understand, I-"
"I know, honey," My mother says, placing a hand on my head. "Just get some rest, and when you're more alert we'll explain everything."
But somehow my mother does something, probably within her power, sending me into a state of sleep.
My last thought: What the hell just happened...?
The Numbered Days (Payson)Edit
After my father had my room rebuilt and fixed by a couple of his fandoms, I was immediately put back in bed by my parents. I had been allowed to sit in our living room and library while it was being repaired, but as soon as they had a bed to put me in, you can guarantee I was in it.
My mind kept flickering back to Lucinda and her raging fit that destroyed my room. It only fueled my anger more. Which only broke my heart more. And I thought we'd have children some day...
After waking up during the night for millionth time, I finally gave up trying to sleep. Lucinda had been in every single one of my dreams, nightmares and the good dreams. Every. Single. One. Funny how your mind can show you what you need most. And right now, it wasn't to survive this cancer.
After succesfully using my teleportation powers to sneak out of my house and to the front door of Lucinda's I began to toss rocks at her window. I was drained from the first teleporting and couldn't manage another. After throwing rocks for a good half hour, I was just about read to leave. Then the window quietly opened,
"Who's down there?!" Lucinda yelled, but in a hushed voice.
"You know who it is. I need to talk. Atleast once before I die." My voice was quiet, but she could hear me.
"About what exactly? Because if it's to make me feel like crap, you've damn sure accomplished that." Her voice, although hushed, was snappy.
"I didn't come to fight. Please, let me just talk with you for a little bit." I pleaded, desperation in my voice.
"I'll be down in a minute." She sounded dreadful as she shut the window.
In a minute or so later, she was slowly opening the door and then she quietly shut it behind her.
"What do you want? If you're here to tell me your dying and scold me for almost smashing you, I've heard enough of it from my parents." She sounded annoyed and looked hurt.
"No, I just want to talk. Like I said. I can't get you out of my head. I can't forget you, no matter how hard I try, Please, just tell me. What went wrong with us?" I could feel the tears coming, but held them back.
"Nothing did. It was just time to end it. Nothing that good should last as long as it did." She was cold as she spoke.
"I see. Then I guess I was wrong. I have nothing to s..." I could feel the world around me spinning as I spoke. My eyesight began to fade and I could feel all of the energy draining from me. I fell to the ground, passed out.
I See Beauty In Everything but Me (Lucinda)Edit
"MOM!" I lunged forward, trying to catch Payson. "MOM, HELP ME!"
She ran outside in a panic, almost gasping when she saw him. Tears were already down my cheeks. Leaning down to his face, I check to see if he's breathing.
"He's not breathing!"
"It's gonna be alright," She says in an attempted re-assuring manner, but I shake my head violently.
"I did this. This is my fault, I...If I didn't do anything to break us up, none of this would've happened!"
"SHUT UP!" I yell, trying to hide my emotions. "This is all my fault and there's nothing, nothing anyone can do about it!"
"Lucinda, I'm going to need you to be quiet for a small second and go get the first aid kit, alright? We can discuss this later, all three of us, but it isn't a time to talk as of now."
Swallowing, I nod before heading back inside of the house, looking for the kit. Finding it, I quickly come back downstairs to find him already in a chair in the living room, mom at his side, although still unconscious.
"Is he awake?"
"No, but he's still alive," She murmurs, motioning for me to come over. I quickly open it, and she grabs a few sanitary wipes, sliding them over the gash on his head.
"He hit himself on the way down, but he'll be alright."
"When's he gonna wake up?"
"I don't know."
I sigh, my stomach churning. "You okay too, sweetie?" She asks, pressing her palm on my cheek.
I just give a silent nod, looking anywhere but her eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine," I say with a small shrug. "Just...stressed, depressed."
"...At least you're well dressed." She says with an encouraging smile, although it hardly helps, but I act like it did with returning it.
She places a hand on my shoulder, exhaling deeply. "You know, these type of things can't get to you forever. He'll move on, eventually."
"No...No, he won't."
"Of course he will. And if he doesn't...then..."
"Death will take him...I know." I finish her sentence with a strong voice, trying to keep it balanced. "This isn't any of you guys' fault. Don't blame yourself-"
"Why not?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. "This all happened because of me. His happy self is gone because of me, and even if I got back with him it won't restore it, because then I won't be the same. I'll be conscious of everything, clingy, scared of saying the wrong things and like anyone else, he'll get annoyed. Believe it or not, everything has changed. I can't risk anything anymore...Moments like these are where I hate myself the most. Everyone's right. I screw everything up...I'm just...I'm worthless. I get people's hopes up and then bring them down."
"Yes, but you can chan-"
"No, I can't change. I never change. I should be isolated from everyone...dammit, why can't I be the one with what he has?"
"Lucinda, don't think like that."
"I know I shouldn't but I can't help it, alright? Maybe I should die. He's dying because of me. I don't just mean physically, I mean emotionally. He has to die with his last though probably of me, and how I messed up everything. And nothing get's worse than that."
She sighs, and I nod, my eyes averted. She lets go of the topic shortly after, switching the subject.
"I'm going to get in contact with his parents," She says, getting up.
"No, don't do that." A voice says, and my head immediately snaps to my left. "Please don't tell them. I'll be fine."
I see Payson awake, rubbing his eyelids.
"We have no other option, hun," My mother says, frowning. "We can't take the risk of you fainting again, and if you do, I'm quite confident that they'll want to be with you if that happens. And I'm sure they want you home, especially that you're with..." Her eyes flicker up to my face, causing me to scowl.
"I'm gonna go let them know," She says after a long pause, going into the other room. Putting my head down on the table, I shield my face with my arms so I wouldn't have to look at him.
"...It's not your fault, it's mine." He says quietly. "You're right. I should've expected it."
"...What?" I question, lifting my head up.
"I should've known that you were different. You would get bored with me...I never should've gotten with you in the first place."
"...I don't under-"
"You interested me for a period of time, and yeah, the feelings were joyful but I could tell that they obviously weren't mutual. You weren't my type and I should've trusted my gut. I'm into girls that are crazed over me, not girls who I need to be crazed over."
I'm speechless. I literally can't force any words out.
"Sometimes - referring to when I cared - I wanted to collect all the tears I had cried for you and drown you in them. To let you feel what I felt. How it's like to not breathe without that one person. And as much as you were mad at me, you should've let it go."
A shiver runs down my spine, his words hard and cold.
"I know." I say, pressing my lips into a thin line, pausing. "Blame me for as long as you want, as much as you want. I've noticed that my presence is undesirable and I ruin everything." I add, my voice awfully scratchy, although the clutter of my feelings in my throat.
I force a weak smile, biting down on my bottom lip to prevent it from quivering. Tears continuously came down on my cheeks and they wouldn't stop. But I steadied my breath, inhaling sharply before getting up.
I see his family burst through the front door, mainly just Ian and Jayson. Pure shock is on their face as they look for where we are.
Turning back and setting my drink on the table, I wipe my eyes with the sleeve of my left arm, opening my mouth to say something again.
"But on a side note, now it's back to the way we started. Strangers."
And with that, I head upstairs, closing the door for good.
Knowing that it only gets worse from here.
(Disclaimer, credits applying to the phrase "He can't break me if I'm not whole" goes to the Hunger Games, since I just got the idea to alter it, although the original quote still belongs to them. Thought I'd put this out here just in case, as it doesn't belong to me.