[Aidan POV]
Waking up next to Zephyr, with an headache, a sore ass and vague blurry memories is confusing, I wouldn't recommend it.
I think I slept deep, I also drank some alcohol...
Jesus, my head hurts like hell.
Maybe its better to go to sleep again.
'Fuck you.'
What?
'Really fuck you', Zephyrs lips say again, a few centimetres from my face. He turns around and leaves me a little bit confused behind.
What the fuck is he now up to? Did I do something that offends him? He's weird.
'What do you mean?'
The only answer I get is Zephyrs quiet breathing.
'Fuck you', I say now, irritated.
To tired to think further I close my eyes again.
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Can that someone that placed their arm on my chest move it please?
Opening my eyes I see Zephyrs arm lying on my just mentioned chest.
Sighing I push his head a little bit to the other side to wake him up, wispering that he has to put his arm away. His black strands of hair move a little when I do that.
His mouth opens slightly and the only thing he says is 'No.'
I sigh again and push his arm off my chest and tell him; 'If you ever do that again I'll cut your arm off.'
His eyes suddenly open and his head turns to my face; 'Oh, because you're so good at that?'
The silence that follows is long and painful. What does he exactly mean? My heart begins to beat faster and I feel my body tremble a bit. Did he see it?
As if Zephyr reads my thoughts, he says; 'Yeah, I saw the cuts on your arms.'
Again silence... I just stare at him in horror. I really hoped yesterday evening that he didn't see it, because yes... I remember every detail. How we sneaked out of the house, how we found that beautiful lake in the middle of the forest, how we ended up having sex, I remember it all... And I wished it never happened, because deep down I know I don't want to have anything to do with him... that I fear him...
But it happened and I can't go back anymore, the only thing I can do is not drink alcohol when he's around, it's making me lose control...
But it's just...that I thought that he couldn't see the scars on my arms, because of the low amount of light of the moon.
Unfortunately he did and he looks at me like I need to say something and I don't know anything to say.
I feel the panic rise in my chest.
Just stay calm, come on, you can do it. 'It's just scratches, nothing serious, I just got into some accident.'
Yeah, indeed, the perfect lie... I just couldn't come up with something better.
Zephyr knows I'm lying, I can see it in his eyes... but he just turns around and keeps his mouth shut.
Exactly when I want to go to sleep again I hear a car start outside. Trying to find out what's happening outside I push open the curtain, wich was blocking out the sunlight. Looking down I see the small red car of Dorothea leave through the driveway.
'Where is she going?' I ask, forgetting about our serious conversation a few seconds ago when Zephyr gets up and watches the car leave too.
'I don't know either.' When Zephyr finishes his sentence, his phone vibrates, I know it's not mine because I completely muted my phone.
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Killed With Your Own Weapon (bxb) ✔
Mystery / Thriller"A brief emotion of fear flashes through his eyes. My voice whispers across the room: 'Don't you like it?... Even if you don't, I don't really care...' I have to fight against this world, my enemies, this hate. They won't be able to use me anymore...