Ryder’s point of view:
I mentally cussed at myself for forgetting the reason why I came upstairs in the first place. I needed to apologize to her for my comment last night, my behavior this morning and for making her wounded right wrist worst.
I squeezed my eyes tightly shut before opening my mouth.
“Look, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for what I said last night. I’m sorry about my harsh behavior this morning and I’m sorry about this.” I apologized before I could have had a change of mind.
After asking for forgiveness, I let out a breath that I had been holding in. I hesitated before eventually looking up.
She pulled her right hand away. I let her hand slip away from my hold.
“I-It’s o-okay.” She stuttered out cautiously as she glanced up.
Our eyes met. I gulped. I couldn’t look away. She has the most beautiful electrifying blue eyes I had ever seen. Her drenche
Lea’s point of view: I walked downstairs towards the noise echoing in the silent house and it led me to the kitchen area. I stopped by the kitchen door as my eyes fell on Ryder’s back. He had a red kitchen apron on which was tied back around his waist. He was standing by the sink and chopping something. When he glanced over his shoulders to look at me, I couldn’t help but shiver as I played with my quivering fingers with my eyes casted downwards. I felt his stare on me, sending cold yet hot shivers up my spine. I swallowed hard as I felt a lump formed in my throat. I felt my heartbeats rise up when I tried to muster up enough courage to talk to him once again. I did not want to stutter but I did once I opened my mouth. After asking if I could talk to Jason, he dialed Jason’s number before giving me his phone. I hesitated before taking it out of his hold. I was afraid he might yell at me for asking to speak to Jason. Multiple scary tho
I have a hard time believing that Ryder isn’t what he pretends to be yet; I did not want to misjudge him for I have been wrongly judged my whole life by other people. I can’t misjudge someone else. I can’t become those people who simply judge someone based on what they see. I need to know Ryder before making any judgment about him. Yet, I was not ready to approach him. I felt insecure. I don’t know why but I felt like I wanted Ryder to have a good impression of me.Judging from his rigid back, I believe I just made the best impression already. He must have heard my conversation and I really hope that he wouldn’t be angry at me. Anyone else in his place would feel bad hearing me badmouthing them while staying with them in their own house. I bit my lower lip as I thought of how stupid I acted by complaining about him to Jason.Ryder’s point of view:What the hell? Yes, I am a stranger but come on; we haven&rsquo
Ryder's point of view:I winced when the large knife I had cut the chicken with slipped from my hand. It made a stabbing noise as it fell down by the side of the sink. Fucking hell! I picked it up to dispose of it in the sink to avoid any accidents. I washed my hands before checking on the soup. It was boiling. I stir it with a big ladle. I placed the cover lid on and reduced the flame to low. I checked my mom’s recipe. I had to leave it on low flame for about fifteen to twenty minutes.The moment I pulled the sleeves of my hoodie midway up my forearms to turn the kitchen tap on and continue washing the dirty dishes, I heard a clashing sound from behind me.Alarmingly, I swiftly turned around to find Lea falling down. I rushed to catch her. The moment I caught her, her body went slack with her hair covering half of her face. She fainted. She felt heavier than last night. I quickly wounded my left arm around the back of her knees and lifted
I really hope everything is okay with her. I sat down on one of the chairs aligning the wall, my eyes fixed on the closed door of the room where I had left Lea. The doctor was inspecting her right now. It was already six o’clock in the evening. My right leg bounced as I waited. I would always do this whenever I feel impatient. After five minutes of trying to sit still, I stood back up. Why was it taking so long? I thought as I glanced at the door while walking to and fro outside the room.A scream from inside stopped me in dead in my tracks.Without thinking, I burst inside the room to find Lea struggling against the two nurses trying to hold her to the bed.“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice raising an octave.“Who allowed you in? You need to step out.” The doctor warned me.Before I could refute him, Lea intervened.“Ryder!” She screamed my name painfully.Seeing her relaxed posture, th
“Don’t you dare hey me! Where the hell have you been, bro? I’ve been fucking calling you since like forever.” Jake exclaimed. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at his over-dramatic self. “I had my phone on silence.” I said. If I hadn’t lied, he would have never stopped complaining about my ignorant ass. “Did you forget?” he asked. “Forget what?” I frowned in confusion. I probed my mind thinking about what I might have forgotten. “Max?” He tried to see if I remembered by simply telling me about Max. Max? What about Max? Just then, I remembered that last night at the party, we had decided to pay Max a visit at the hospital today. “I’m already at the hospital. Where are you?” I lied as I squeezed my eyes shut. How could I forget about Max? The fuck is wrong with me? “What? You left without informing us. Anyway, we are almost reaching the hospital.” He said before cutting the call. He sounded
Shelly still looked pretty worn out with dark circles under her eyes. All of us couldn’t sleep well this past week. We thought that we would have lost our brother. He was pretty messed up after the fight with Aiden and his father. He was on the verge of losing his life. He took three bullets trying to save Shelly from them.He did not accept defeat though. Not then and not when we reached the hospital as well. He had lost consciousness and a lot of blood but he fought for his life. He had slipped in a coma for six days before waking up yesterday morning.When we heard about the coma, Connor and Alex were enraged at Aiden and his gang. They wanted to go fight their gang. Jake and I had to stop them. I was furious too but if one of us hadn’t acted rationally, maybe today, not one but more would have been injured.I was just worried about Nick coming back. That bastard managed to escape the police. I don’t get how. Max had battered him to death bu
“I need to talk to her.” I said as I moved to step outside.“Girlfriend? When did this happen?” I heard one of the guys from behind exclaim but I did not stop to tell them that Lea wasn’t my girlfriend. That can wait.I walked out with the doctor following me.I could not think straight.I needed to speak to Lea.“Is she awake?” I asked.“No, not yet.” He replied as he walked beside me.I padded inside her hospital room with the doctor and nurses in tow.“You should take a look at this.” One of the nurses uttered as she handed some x-rays over to me.“Right here, it is broken with some bones cracked. If she so much as move in a bad position while asleep, these cracked bones might become severely damaged.” She explained as she circled the left side of her ribs. The bone was cracked in the middle. This must be the broken one. It was sickening to
“She has marks on her body.” I told him.I clenched my jaw when I saw a couple of people walking by, glancing my way. What the fuck is their problem? Can’t they just mind their own fucking business?“Marks?” Jason repeated.He sounded still surprised.“Are you dumb now? What’s with the one word questions?” I shouted in anger but ended up whispering when the lady behind the counter glared at me pointedly.“Why are you whispering?” Jason asked in curiosity.“Shut the fuck up! I’m at the hospital right now. The doctor checked her body. She has m-marks at her intimate parts. I think that she might have been r-raped, bro. That’s why she tried to commit suicide.” I gritted my teeth together.“But, the doctor here did not find anything. He might have missed it.” Jason replied sounding deep in thought.“Fuck! -”“Wha