Chapter 9 (My Treasure)

Ethan’s p.o.v

Zayla. That was her name. I met her for the first time today and I don’t know why I felt the want to be close with her. She had just transferred to our school and I never knew I could be so jealous. I wanted to have all of her for me, exclusively. No, I am not the maniac who craves for physical pleasure and that is not why I want her. It is like she was a strange castle of treasure and I was the knight who had to guard it.

I still remember that one day, we were supposed to meet in the library for the group project, I was waiting for her but she didn’t come on time. She was always the early bird type; always before time and never late, but that day, she was late by several minutes. At first I was thinking of all the ways I could tease her for being late and committing a henious crime, but my heart wasn’t enjoying the wait. It was telling me that maybe, she is not late, that maybe she was in danger.

I walked out of the library and called her but she didn’t pick up her phon