Half truth is a whole lie. ~ ProverbVIOLET Kîlling someone in cold blood was a crime, I told myself again and again as the wîtch I had already erased from my memory materialized in a form of a floating silver dress and overbearing perfume as she all but threw herself at Cole. “Oh my god, It’s really you!” Tara squealed, making me want to cover my ears as she hugged him and wretch my guts out at the way her arms wrapped tight around him like she had every right to do so. To his benefit, Cole looked like he’d like to be anywhere but here but it wasn’t what was slowly dripping ice in my veins. It was the way she touched him when he broke the hug. She didn’t let him go completely, her hand on his arm, her fingers slipping inside his jacket touching his chest like she had done it countless times before. Like she was already familiar with his body. “Tara.” Cole didn’t sound welcome but he was also not at ease. He took her hand and stepped back. “I’m surprised to see you here.” He said, n

Losing him was blue, like I'd never knownMissing him was dark gray, all aloneForgetting him was like trying to knowSomebody you never metBut loving him was red~ Taylor Swift (Red).VIOLETAVOIDING him has been nothing short of the most difficult task of my life. But no matter how much I ignored him, took pains to not even glance in his direction, I was always aware of him. But today was different because he wasn’t here and I felt his absence deep in my bones like someone thrust me back into the past when every cell in my body had begged the universe to send him back to me. And even though I was aware of the tiny part of me that looked for him and feared that he had finally given up, I still couldn’t come to terms with the fact that someone else, no not someone else, Tara touched him. That he was with her. He hadn’t given me a simple answer of yes and no to my question, so what else could it be.“Hey...” Kevin slid in the seat opposite me placing a steamy bowl in front of me.“Hi,

Actions speak louder than words. ~ Proverb.VIOLET“So... Let me get this straight,” Alex drawled as he held up a finger and began, “He told you about his not yet dead ex girlfriend.” As I nodded, he held up another finger, “And that he didn’t want to fall for you,” Another finger went up as he recited, “And he felt guilty when he fell for you.”“Pretty much.” I muttered, still annoyed with him that he locked me in with Cole. I’d have bruised his face if he hadn’t ducked at the last second but at least his foot was there to stomp on.“What’s the problem?” He asked now, nudging my shoulder.We were sitting on a car which was beyond repair, I had taken out my rage on it earlier and when I got tired I chose to sit in the silence of the forest with Alex, because only he could be as relaxed as he had made me in this eery setting. I didn’t think any sane person would want to spend their time alone in the middle of a forest on a moonless night and with trees whispering like we were in a ho

If you're mine you can't be anyone else's. ~ A. Gupta VIOLETLast night’s memories faded back as a soft knock on the door intruded our small group, making Bree and Mad pause in their conversation as the door opened and Dominic stepped inside. I didn’t know why I did it but the way the tense silence stretched, I signed to break it up, ‘Oh, daddy is here.’ If Dom had been a little more perceptive and had let his brain work for what it was meant to be, he’d have known the double meanings behind my sentence. But the way he looked at me, I knew he didn’t get the hidden truth of my words. Cole chuckled from behind me, making me shiver with the way his deep voice rolled down my back. I so wanted to turn around and look at him, but I held myself in check as I heard him question, “Do I need to translate that?”Dom grumbled something under his breath. He had started to look more like a human being than he did before in Kiara’s absence which reminded me of what Alex had said about Maddox and

Some scars might get scabbed over but never heal. ~ A. Gupta.COLEIt has been three fûcking days since that night in her bedroom where she wounded me so fatally that I still feel like I was leaving trails of blôod everywhere. It still left me shocked that she had said those words. It doesn’t mean anything. The words echoed in my mind, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. No matter how hard I try I couldn't move past it. Like you said I just needed a fûck, it’s been too long. The fact that she was treating me like I was her fûck buddy, like she just wanted me to scratch an itch made me want to strangle her for real. Everything that she had said made me feel like she had stabbed me through the chest and was slowly carving my heart out. It fûcking hurt me more than I wanted to admit it, especially when she told that she'd find someone else. If she did, there was no way in hell that man will continue breathing.“You look bad,” Mad said as he slapped my back and handed me a can of beer.