JORDAN“You think I haven’t tried?” I sounded like a damn broken record. “She isn’t listening.” At this point, I’m lost. And I am not even trying to hide it. “Then you leave her the hell alone. I don’t even know where your head is at this days.” Nathan drawled, a hint of suspicion leaked into his voice. “We have an appointment with Meyer and you shouldn’t even think of slipping out.” I headed out of the living room and almost crashed into Rodney. “You’re messed up.” His eyes darted left and right my face.“Just shut the hell up, Rode.” My voice was flat. Cold.They are making it hard for me to hide my feelings. All sorts of my emotions, they wasn’t hard for them to read. I wasn’t aware of how much I had let my guard down with them. Probably because I am exhausted to the brim, heavy weighted emotions shouldered for me alone and helplessly, I let my shoulder sag. I let some of my hurt down. It was getting too gruesome to bear.“You’re pained Jordan. If you’re going to keep on sulk

NORA“How has the search been?” I grimaced because holy hell, that sounds like his desired nightmare. We’ve talked about this before. In fact, the past few days, with the aid my driver, we go anywhere we can find him and I do what I know best— taunt him. Jordan hasn’t been living under his roof, I know that because each time I visit Jasper to give him a piece of my mind, it’s either it’s motorbike wasn’t outside or his door is locked. Jasper almost caught me at it yesterday.“It’s been tough. And you’ve been what? Apparently not sealing your mouth shut?” He laughed, though I don’t. “You think he loves you that much?” His smug tone irritates the hell out of me.“Yes, for a fact, I know I does. It is the same thing with me also, except that..” I said matter-of-factly. “You guys wouldn’t let us live the best of our lives in peace.”He wasn't even my father and yet he irritates me this much. Speaking with him alone was one exhaustion on its own. Which I find rather unbearable. Since

LUCANThe more I watch them together, the angrier I get.I almost exploded, until Cassidy reprimanded me. Shity, my girlfriend asking me to greet her crush. The hard part been me having to put up with it. After she’s invited him over to the Friday party and with all power, finally left him, fast forwarded to being in the car with her, I felt like crashing the car into a wood but then, if I want to die, I had leave her out. “Fix your attitude, babe.” She looked at him and I couldn’t even stare back.I shall only consider changing my attitude once your heart stops belonging to someone else. Does she even know how fucked up it sounds? We haven’t even gone farther than kissing. I’m not complaining, no I am not. Just that I don’t think I can completely trust her. One blink that Jordan would accept her, she won’t think twice before giving herself on a platter of nothingness. I still stand on my word. I’m going to try until I can no longer try. Also, I won’t give up until I have reac

JORDAN‘’You came back alive.’’ Bile lurched up my throat as I spotted Nathan and Rodney crawling down the wall. I turned my back to them and with direct insertion of my key in the ignition, I got on the seat and immediately they climbed behind me, we took off.‘’We were almost caught.’’ Rodney chuckled to himself as if it’s an inside joke, and before I knew it, his arms came encircling my waist. He doesn’t back away as he should.I wanted to be the first to rebuke him but Nathan was faster.‘’Incase Rodney has started journeying towards bromance, I think I would rather walk home. I still haven’t asked my crush out.’’ Nathan told us, his voice firm.Yet again, I wonder whom he’s referring to. Nathan isn’t the secretive type and even though he’s never spoken to us about having a crush, his tongue slipped.‘’You seem to be hiding a lot.’’ Rodney reminded him, sounding pissed. Clueless to my distress, they began to argue. That point in time, I wish I could fly us home. ‘’She was fast

NORAHow do you know you've entered a pool of mess even before foresighting it? Well, I have stepped foot into it and I am not sure I am getting myself out of it. Out of Natalie's hold.Natalie breezed through the clothing store, grabbing armfuls of dresses and shirts and skirts, piling them into the shopping basket. My jaw has to be picked from the ground. It did dropped.She barely looked at the price tags, seemingly unconcerned with the cost. As she tossed item after item into the basket, I can't help but wonder if she's going to need a separate suitcase just for all those new clothes. That moment when time came to try on the clothes, she disappeared with me into the dressing room with a mountain of garments, and we emerged minutes later with a pile of rejects. All for me. “That's enough! I don't need all these clothes, nor do you. Additionally, I'm not going to that party with you. You need to put some of these stuff back." As I briskly walk away from the clothing store, I c