Upon seeing that she had arrived one hour later than the usual time she and Midnight meet, Ryder had fallen into a depressed phase, wanting to curse but didn't know who to blame and to whom her curses should be directed. If only she had arrived an hour earlier... if only the tow truck didn't take so long... if only the car didn't break down... Ryder even wished she had never agreed on going out with Aiden, but when she remembered the bad mood the young boy had been in throughout the whole week, she just sighed in defeat and hated herself for having such thoughts.But she couldn't help it. Every time she imagined Midnight looking for her from behind the fence, waiting for her to pop out of nowhere as usual... holding the present he promised to give her tonight in his hands... seeing that she wasn't there, not a single light on in the backyard... her heart ached and felt like someone was squeezing it in their hands mercilessly. Did he have an umbrella with him or did he get wet? What if
The next day, Ryder woke up like every weekend day... past noon. It was around two o'clock when she opened her eyes and groaned like a wounded animal when she heard several voices coming from downstairs. They're already here. The urge to go back to sleep was too big, but she needed to go downstairs, because just like Henry had warned her... she had caught a cold. She needed Advil. Her head felt like being repeatedly hit with a hammer, she had a sore throat, and a runny nose and her body felt too weak to even breathe. Was this punishment for being too late last night? Ryder pouted under her warm blanket. Just then Henry knocked on the door and walked inside, not even waiting for a response... like parents usually do. Bah! At least he knocked... "Come downstairs," Henry said as he sat on the edge of the bed. His voice though, sounded a bit strange as if he wanted to say something, but was hesitating, not knowing when or how to say it. "My head hurts," Ryder whined and pulled the bla
Unlike her parents' room which was on the other side of the house, away from the backyard, the window of her room had the best view of the backyard. The lights around the fence were off, but the light from her room was casting enough light to make out the contents of the garden. Luckily, there was also a full moon tonight that made things easier.The cognac eyes were staring at the darkness behind the fence, at the spot where Midnight usually appeared. As she stared, she fell into deep thoughts, sighing and pouting with the flow of her thoughts, knowing well in her heart that Midnight wouldn't come. It was already almost eleven o'clock and he was nowhere to be seen.Yet, just as she was about to give up and go back to her bed, her eyes caught movement from behind the fence, and sure enough, a dark figure appeared. Her heart hiccupped once when she saw Midnight, then it started to beat fast as if racing against time.Without wasting time, Ryder opened the window and threw the closest th
Jasmine was convinced that the fever Ryder had on Sunday had fried her brains. There was no other explanation. That girl has been pinching her lips since she and Remy came by for a visit after school to such an extent they looked swollen as if she had made out with...Σ( ° △ °) No! NO!"Did you kiss Midnight?"Ryder, who had been staring at the TV "watching" the movie she opened for Jasmine and Remy, was so startled by Jasmine's accusations that she started choking on her saliva. Her face turned so red she looked like she would start dripping blood. This reaction didn't settle well with Jasmine who didn't know how to react to such a situation. Be angry? Disappointed? Congratulate her? In the end, she jumped on her like an angry kitten.Ryder and Remy were both sitting on the sofa while Jasmine sat on the floor between them. When she jumped on Ryder, Remy very skillfully grabbed the bowl of popcorn that was on the sofa between him and Ryder and sat on the armchair, undisturbed without e
Remy looked at Aiden with a bored expression, one hand holding the bowl of popcorn, the other grabbing a handful of it and stuffing it in his mouth. "What do you want?"Aiden almost snapped right then. With his face twitching and twisting, his usually calm expression finally cracking, he glared at Remy. What was this freak doing in Ryder's house?He didn't want to believe the reality of him having to ask this freak about his girlfriend in his girlfriend's house. "Is Ryder home?" It took all of his self-control not to shove Remy away and stomp his way into the house."Why do you need her?" Remy was just simply too bored. He had heard of the rumors of Aiden dating Ryder, but he also knew about Midnight. He had seen Ryder's eyes sparkling when talking about him to Jasmine, and he had just confirmed how Ryder felt about Midnight. Aiden was just causing trouble for no reason, so of course, Remy didn't have a good impression of Aiden. Actually, he never had a good impression of him. It's not
Aiden had been acting quite... cold... lately. He has always seemed to be in a bad mood and a few times Ryder caught him staring at her with a rather strange look in his eyes as if he was holding a grudge... as if he was waiting for Ryder to do something... But Ryder had no idea what he wanted. Why couldn't he just simply tell her what's the matter? She really couldn't recall how she might have upset him. These looks he was giving her only made Ryder uncomfortable and rush to hide her face behind Jasmine to escape that line of sight that seems to be glaring daggers at her. This went on for quite a while. Aiden would always approach to talk to Ryder, but after a few minutes his eyes filled with annoyance and he would make some excuse and leave. Ryder was seeing a side of Aiden that she had never seen before and that side only confused her more. What was his problem? While they were sitting in the cafeteria, Remy and Jasmine side by side and Ryder in front of them, the latter after alm
That night, like every other night, Midnight came to her room. Since she got sick, their meeting location changed from the garden to Ryder's room. It was getting colder with every passing day and it wasn't convenient to stay outside in that cold at such late hours. How could Ryder even explain herself to her parents? So the two of them came to an agreement. If Ryder wasn't out in the garden, Midnight would immediately come to her room, which has been the case so far.The lights in the room were off, except for the desk lamp that cast a dim white light in the corner of the room. Sitting on her bed, Ryder had opened her laptop. As Midnight jumped inside, closing the window behind him, she stole a glance, cheeks reddening slightly before she looked at the laptop screen again. Midnight sat by her side, kicking his sneakers off and covering himself in her blanket shivering."Brrr.... It's so cold outside."Ryder smiled. She tossed the laptop away and grabbed both of Midnight's freezing hand
Midnight looked at Ryder and just didn't know how to deal with this girl anymore. How can she come to such a conclusion after two barely muttered words from him? How can she even do that? Is that even doable? What is this? A Sherlock Holmes episode? I didn't sign up for this, okay? "I... I didn't say that." Midnight fought the urge to rub the spot between his eyebrows. The way Ry's brain works is out of this world. Ryder wasn't willing to let go of this. After such a long time, she finally got another hint. How could she be willing? Instead, she was beaming, grinning like an enthusiastic idiot. She was kneeling on the bed in front of Midnight, her hands grabbing his arms as she brought her face closer to his, failing to notice how close their faces were. But Midnight certainly didn't fail. He was very aware of that proximity. "You said that. You did. You can't lie to me." She wasn't even controlling her voice, which only made Midnight panic even more. At this point, he didn't know w