Today I made a decision. I decided to be selfish, egocentric. At least for once in my life. For once I chose to put myself before everything else. I didn't sleep all night, my thoughts gave me no rest again. I tossed and turned. I wanted to sleep, I really wanted. But I couldn't.
I thought over all the possibilities very carefully. Of course, my brain made me rethink if I should keep the baby. My brain, and the exhaustion probably, made me imagine how it would be if I keep the baby. Viktor's words made me think about what it would be. Could we be a happy family? What kind of a mother would I be? What kind of a father would he be? I guess we won't be able to know. At least the part where he becomes a dad. Or I won't be the lucky one to find out.
I made a decision for myself. I can't keep it. I can't give up on my dreams. I want to study in college, I want to attend crazy dorm parties, I want to make many friends. And it can't be done with a b
It's been almost a month now since that day. 30st September. I will never forget this date. It's the day that changed me forever. Or it's how it feels now. The abortion was successful and I didn't suffer major side effects. Only the most common ones. And now, life goes on. It's Tuesday and I'm back to school. It's been a week now. And I don't know what magic did Viktor do, but nowhere in my record is noted that I was absent for almost a whole month. And surprisingly, I have passed a major test in Physics. I didn't even do it but I don't complain. I utterly hate Physics. Lucy doesn't stop following me everywhere I go. Not that she was leaving me to breathe in peace before, but now is even worse. She watches after me like an overprotective mother. I take a step, she takes a step. I am not even sure if she didn't synchronise her blinking with mine, because I haven't seen her blink at least once. Maybe she does when I do? So she doesn't miss
"You can't be serious," I throw Viktor a doubtful look. "A vampire, seriously?""Don't you like me? I'm big, bad, dark and want to dig my teeth in your skin, how this look is not fitting me?" he smiles to show me the fake vampire fangs he stuffed in his mouth and waves the red cape he tried on."You are such a dork sometimes," I laugh."And? What about you? Are you going to be a sexy bunny? Or Catwoman?" he smirks as he looks at the provocatively short female costumes shown on the mannequins."If you are a vampire it's only fair if I am a werewolf," I wiggle my brows and point to the overly hairy full-body costume of a werewolf."First, why a werewolf? And second, if you haven't shown me that costume I would have imagined you with dog ears and bent over the couch in doggy style. I don't find a full-body hairy costume sexy," he frowns."Who said I want to be s
Halloween night was a turning point for us. Or I believe so. Nothing really changed between us, except I am getting more and more convinced Viktor loves me. He never admitted it, he never said the words, but that night I think what he said was a confession. If you can't imagine your days without someone, isn't that love? I don't know. I want to believe that he loves me. I want to believe that I am actually living in one of those stories where the girl changes the boy. I really crave to ask him about his feelings towards me, but I don't. I don't ask, he doesn't say anything. And life just goes on. And speaking of Halloween night, it's needless to say we got tricked, because the kids didn't get treats. So we spent the weekend cleaning the house and the garden. Eggs and toilet paper, classical. "What the fuck is this?!" I loudly complain, frowning over the math test in front of me. "Surpri
*Viktor's POV*"I hope you didn't say a thing!" my lawyer, Jacob Moore enters the room with a shout and a loud kick of the door. Nothing new for Jacob."I haven't," I roll my eyes and lean back pissed off in the overly uncomfortable chair.Jacob Moore or also known as 'the monster' is every other lawyer, policeman and prosecutor's nightmare. Coming from a big and old family of lawyers and with the flawless record he has, he can make the Devil look like an innocent angel. And as he should, because he charges as good as he is in his job. And yes, he is one of my influential friends I mentioned a few times already."Jacob Moore," he glares at the Inspector sitting in front of me. "You have no right to ask him anything without me being present!""I know who you are," the Inspector si
"You are out of the lists of suspects."That's all I wanted and needed to hear. Viktor was wrongly accused because Matthew's body was found buried in some of Viktor's property. To be honest, it's a little weird, there are plenty of places you can ditch a body, why would you dig a hole in someone's property? I can think of a few better ones only from watching crime movies.Whatever the reason is it's a fact I don't care. All that matters for me is that Viktor is innocent and I won't spend my Christmas completely alone.Yes, today is the last day of school before winter break. I couldn't be any happier, winter break means three weeks with no surprising tests and hip bruises because of dodgeball games. And, that's three weeks dedicated only to Viktor. If we don't count the four hours a day Lucy will be at home tutoring me. Or more like melting in the warm pool while explaining to me the Pythagorean theorem and the Spanish i
"What do you mean your only option is Berkeley?! And why only that university?! There are a few more that are closer to Long Beach," Viktor angrily furrows his brows after I answer his question as to which university I want to attend after graduation."Berkeley is nice, the university has a really high graduation rate and has the speciality I want to study. Plus, my mom studied there," I sigh.Berkeley wasn't my first option, I will admit that. At first, I was going for UCLA, it was really close to home and is considered as one of the good universities but after the tragic accident leading to my mother turning into 'momzilla' I chose Berkeley with the sole idea of being as far away from her as possible. But now she is gone too, I have another reason to want to study there. She studied there and from what I have heard, she was the cheerleading team co-captain. Being there will feel like getting closer to her. I am even willing to try as
"Wake up, little one.""Huh?!""Come on, wake up," Viktor's long fingers gently brush my hairs."But why?" I complain still asleep then roll to the other side."We need to leave," I hear him chuckling then."Uh? Why?""I promised you snow for Christmas, didn't I? Come on, get up. It's a long drive.""But... it's 5:30 AM for god's sake," I cry out as I check my phone."Yes, exactly. And it's almost six hours drive. Come on," Viktor laughs and pulls me out of the bed. "Come on, get prepared. I packed you warm clothes already, all you need to do is simply get up and get ready."I groan and complain, I curse and cry at the fact I was awakened so early. I have never been the morning type but never had problems with waking up early when I have to either. Never had problems with it but when i
I have never been the angel everyone thinks I am. I have never pretended to be one, I don't know why people think so highly of me. Is it because of my looks? People say I have an innocent and handsome face.I took the silver eyes from my mother. And thanks god, because my father has the most basic brown eyes you can ever see.Those eyes have seen much. Maybe too much. They have shown me pain and happiness, they have shown me naked bodies and pretty faces. They have shown me love and disappointment. They have shown me much.And that ash-blonde hair, I got it from my mom again. Messy untameable locks that felt the entangling fingers of enough girls.I don't pretend to be a player. No. I was something much worse.I got much from my mother. But I wish I got her courage to leave. I wish I got it sooner.I was born and raised in what I thought was a happy fam