GREG:I took time in getting cleaned under the shower thinking for a hundred and more times the accident that occurred in my heart days ago. A glass of water did nothing to the rapid motion I experienced. I hope it isn't what I am thinking. How could it even be possible? Having this furious heartbeat at the sight of someone I just met days ago is unspeakable. He didn't help the matter, he ensures to frequent his dining in Granny's house like he is her real grandson. He'd come either in the morning or evening for these past days, I know because I saw it all.I have avoided him like a plague. I declined to eat with Granny and Mr. Ben since he started joining them. Granny claims she understands my plight and tried not to force me out of the room for a meal. She has no idea. When he isn't in Granny's house, I do not resist the urge to stand by the window and spy on the moment I feel he is outside, my instincts don't fail for I'd see him looking edible for my health and perfect for my ca
NICHOLAS:Despite the long night, my sleep was short and restless. I was plagued by unwelcome thoughts of Greg Waldeen, conjuring various images of him in my mind without settling on a single one. The curiosity to know him proved difficult to handle, and as I rose from bed at sunrise to have coffee, I resolved to pursue him relentlessly, undeterred by any obstacles in my path.The chilly morning sent shivers through my body, prompting me to bundle up. I adjusted the window blinds in an attempt to keep the cold air at bay, but it persisted, fueled by the nearby woods and river that turned the surroundings into a frosty zone with a mere gust of wind. Such conditions often tempted me to consider selling the woods to a timber factory; the trees could serve a more practical purpose than exacerbating the cold.Returning to my room, I changed into track pants and a cotton vest, tied back my hair and banded it round my skull, and ventured outside the building to gather firewood for the heart
NICHOLASThe unease I once felt going to Grater for meals has dissipated completely. In fact, I now eagerly anticipate each approaching mealtime. Tonight, I will finally catch a glimpse of Greg Waldeen, and the sight of him earlier today has inexplicably revitalized me.After a refreshing shower, I left my room to head over to Mrs. Grater's building. Just steps away from the door, my phone begins to ring.Annoyed, I hastily tuck my gadget into my back pocket and continue walking out of the house.For months now, Vain has been incessantly calling me. I have no desire to see him anymore. I want nothing to do with him. Vain is an obsessive voyeur, and I am well aware of that. It was the kind of relationship we had in the past, where he would invite men to engage in sexual acts with me and derive pleasure from watching me being subjected to such brutality.While it's true that he used to take care of me, I now feel that it's all wrong, and I have lost interest in his form of care. He clai
NICHOLAS:Walking away from Vain, I took in some deep breaths and quickly adjust to the reason I came."I am here for Brenda. Send me to her.""I missed you, Nico. Do you not miss me at all?"Ignoring my words, Vain began to show his softest feature again. Times in the past, I won't believe a tough figure like him will ever speak so weakly to anyone."And why should I miss you, Vain?"He walked up to me again and stood so I could feel him breathe, "and you didn't?"Vain kept staring at my lips. Something must have gotten into him. He is behaving differently and ok, this is not Vain."Is everything ok with you Vain?"I may be angry at him but I care. I love him. Yes, Vain is my first love. Vain walked past me to grab the dwarf glass which holds some liquid in it."What do you care?" He asked and sipped some of the liquid."I don't.""Hmmm.""Enough Vain, take me to Brenda.""There's no Brenda, not yet.""What the fuvk!?""How else would I have brought you here. You were being so unreaso
NICHOLAS:Under the thick soft duvet, I twisted and stretched out of sleep. I haven't slept deeply for some time now. I feel relaxed and equally famished. I took a sitting position and looked around the room I have never been in. Vain once gave me a room somewhere in the building, I woke up in it and not a place this settled. Vain supposedly brought me to this room after the steamy diet in his underground office yester evening.Browsing the room, it indicates Vain. Everything tells and smells of him, even my body. His scent has taken all over me. I didn't get to wash as Vain had me in his arm all evening on the couch. He didn't stop refilling his glass cup with alcohol until I fell asleep. Good thing he little bothered me into drinking with him and I liked it. I have curtailed my alcohol consumption for seven months in the count. And after our little evening fun, I would want to wake up the next morning absolutely sober.Sitting on the huge bed with a mini table distanced from its fo
Greg:He had suddenly disappeared without a trace. In just a matter of days, he ceased coming over for meals or riding his bike around. His absence cast a somber shadow over my days. I kept a vigilant watch from my window, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but there was nothing. No visitors came to see him either, making me doubt if anyone besides myself noticed his absence or cared about his whereabouts. My longing soon turned into worry, and asking Granny for information was out of the question; I was certain she had no knowledge of his whereabouts.I had intended to give up my game of hide-and-seek, and now he had chosen to become invisible. I had imagined we would become friends, and perhaps, just maybe, something more. I miss him dearly. I yearn to see him outside the building every day, making his way to Granny's place. I genuinely hope he is safe."The handsome boy hasn't been around for a while," Mr. Ben mentioned during lunch, acknowledging that I wasn't the only one who ha
Greg:Retreating to my room around 10 P.M., I lay on the bed and closed my eyes, hoping sleep would soon engulf me. After several minutes of futile attempts, I reached for my laptop and powered it on. Navigating to the taskbar, I clicked on movies and opened my all-time favorite Korean drama series, "Empress Ki." I've watched all fifty-one episodes over a hundred times since its release in 2013, yet I never tire of it. I knew indulging in this drama would keep me up all night, but I didn't mind. I could dwell on it and sleep throughout the day if necessary. I decided to start with the seventh episode.Just as I settled into the episode, my phone alerted me to a new message. It must be James, as he always seems to be in the know about everything.The message read, "Hello Greg Bolt." It couldn't and would never be James. Since the contact was foreign, I disregarded the courtesy of replying and returned my focus to the film. I dislike texting with strangers, especially those who addres
NICHOLAS:Things are going well with Vain, I would say. He prioritizes me and always answers my calls promptly. He provides everything I need and even anticipates my future needs. However, I'm struggling to accelerate my feelings for him. Perhaps this is due to his excessive attachment to me. He remains indoor with me as long as I wish, and when I insist on going out, I no longer go out without him. This initially seemed like a sign of love and commitment, basically, the things I had wanted him to be and do for me. But now it's become excessive, and I feel suffocated.Vain puts in effort to please me, and all I need to do is trust and give him more chances to win me over. He has been suppressing many of his dark traits, but for some reasons, I can't fully trust him.It's a gut feeling that he's hiding something from me. Yet, he deemed repented and ready to live to my desires. He played decently and I haven't noticed any signs of his sexual desire diminishing. Rather, he made me his