I yawned with a stretch as my eyes fluttered open. I patted the spot beside me, feeling only the ruffles of empty sheets instead of the hard chest of the man I fell asleep beside.
A frown pulled on my lips as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, seeing that it was 3:09 am. Confusion dawned on me as I thought of all the places where he might've gone. I grabbed my robe from the chair close to bed, wrapping it around my naked body as I ventured towards the exit of Tristan's room. I was still very much tired, but I knew I wouldn't be able to find sleep again until I knew where he was.I drove in silence all the way to the station.I was still too caught up in almost dying--again, and the fact that my mom--who I haven't seen in years, was the one who saved me.After she saved me and I recognized her, we hadn't said a word all the time until the police arrived to take my attempt murderer away.I was disappointed to see that Tristan didn't arrive with the squad, but instead his partner came and he wasted no time in asking me a tonne of unnecessary questions AGAIN, as if I wasn't the one who got attacked.I then called Tristan, and I learnt that he was out of office away on a lead when I called in the emergency, so he wasn't informed about the incident. Pissed he was; pissed at his partner, pissed at Mia and sadly pissed at himself for miraculously not knowing.He beat himself up too much. I conv
I marched towards the station entrance with a pep in my step and with one thing on my mind: Mia going down. I heard the door to my car slam shut, after which it was followed by small tatters of feet rushing towards me. I gazed over my shoulder to see my mom coming after me, but I made no move to stop her. She was, after all, at the scene of the crime. My heart soared in relief as Tristan bursted through the door as soon as I was about to push it open, and the look on his face mirroring mine was enough to make my legs wobble. Despite the fact that everything might just be falling into place, I needed him to hold me, and it was obvious that he did too. I rushed into his arms without a second thought, and he caught me just as fast in a tight, warm hug. He kissed my hair and let his lips linger there, and I just knew that he had his eyes closed. I felt like crying. Not even thirty minutes
I marched towards the station entrance with a pep in my step and with one thing on my mind: Mia going down.I heard the door to my car slam shut, after which it was followed by small tatters of feet rushing towards me. I gazed over my shoulder to see my mom coming after me, but I made no move to stop her. She was, after all, at the scene of the crime.My heart soared in relief as Tristan bursted through the door as soon as I was about to push it open, and the look on his face mirroring mine was enough to make my legs wobble. Despite the fact that everything might just be falling into place, I needed him to hold me, and it was obvious that he did too.I rushed into his arms without a second thought, and he caught me just as fast in a tight, warm hug. He kissed my hair and let his lips linger there, and I just knew that he had his eyes closed.I felt like crying.Not even thirty minutes ago I had
They finally caught her.They finally caught the woman who has been terrorising my friends, my family and me. It's over. It was all over and I couldn't have been more relieved.I watched as they hauled her through the door. Her eyes were fixed on me, filled with hate from the minute she stepped in--as if she knew I was here.Her hands were behind her with a cop holding onto her as he pushed her forward. I wasn't afraid of her, but a shiver ran through me as she walked passed me, her eyes still trained on me as they led her into the same room her brother sat not even two hours ago.I knew she couldn't see me from inside the room, but she kept staring. And the freakiest part was, she wasn't even giving away nothing with her expression. She just looked terrifyingly calm--like she wasn't even aware that her life was over.She even dressed like she was ready to go somewhere. As if she knew they were
Tristan's PovIt all felt unreal.Nothing in this moment felt real when I saw her eyes flutter closed, as I held her to my chest. I instantly felt like somebody stabbed me in the heart with an acid-dipped dagger, and I felt as her body went limb in my arms."Cianna!" I called loudly, in hopes that she would hear me-- that she would open her eyes, say this is all a prank and we walk home together happily. But from sound of my colleagues shouting and the huge knife lodged in her back, I knew that it wasn't possible.It felt like the world had stopped revolving, like I was in a vacuum as the sound of everything became silent in a single deafening ring. I felt like I was the main silhouette in a paining, with the only highlight being the woman that was now unresponsive in my arms.I couldn't see anything else, I couldn't hear anything else. I could only feel her frail b
Tristan's pov I need to see her.My anger was abating, and I just had to see her. I have to see that she's okay. I have to tell her how sorry I am for making this happen to her. Hell, I should've gone with her from the minute that ambulance left. But I was too damn angry to follow the woman I'm falling crazily for.Without even another peep to the officers with questioning looks on their faces, I pushed through the door and towards my car. I sped through the traffic like fire was on my tail towards the only hospital that they could've brought her- Central Hospital.
My throat felt like the Sahara Desert as I felt my toes twitch. The enhanced sound of a constant beeping was almost deafening to my ears, and my nose twitched under the strong smell of hand sanitiser and bleach. My eyes felt glued shut as I tried to open them, and I noticed it felt like days since I've used any of my senses. I tried to shift, tried to move, but a sharp pain in my lower back and waist sent me in a stiffened, still state. I heard myself wince, which only sent more unwanted dry air to my parched throat. I erupted into a series of coughs, and I heard a low gasp near by me as I finally forced my eyes open. The first thing I was met with was a bright, white tiled roof. My vision was then invaded by a woman's face and brown curls. I blinked a few times to get my vision clearer, a
"So I see the tables have turned." A voice broke me from my debate with my mom and Tristan, and I spun around so fast that my back erupted in pain again.Nonetheless, it didn't concern me, because I only beamed at the woman as she waltzed in with yet another bouquet of flowers."Jessica!" I practically screamed as she gave me a quick hug. She looked good for the most part, and I was glad to see that the bullet wound wasn't keeping her down. It's so odd how a couple weeks ago, this was her."Hey I'm so glad you're awake. When I heard the news I was crushed.""It's okay Jess. I'm okay. And thank you for the third bouquet of flowers" I chuckled as I placed the bundles of lilies besi