The sun hits my face and I rub my eyes. The house is quiet. I get ready to get up but I feel 2 arms wrapped around my body. I look down and I see Silas laying on my stomach. I try to pry his hand away, but that just makes him grumble and hold on tighter.
" stop moving please " He says in a soft whisper.
I shake my head and run my hands through his hair, " Silas, i have to get up and pee, please let go or I might just pee in the bed " I chuckle, but I stop moving my hands in his hair after realizing what I was doing.
He mutters something under his breath, but obliges and rolls over, and props his hand on his head.
I get out the bed and I look down. My shirt is rises and my top half is almost all exposed. I quickly pull it down and look up to see him with a smirk on his face. I scowl and him and make my way into the bathroom, with his eyes burning holes into my back.
After I get done in the bathroom, I head back into the room but I see not sight of Silas. I open the room door and I head downstairs.
A what a sight I see.
His body is sculpted by a god and his tattoos scatter across his body. His muscles flex has he grabs the pan and brings it over to the stove. His sweatpants hang dangerously low, and it suddenly got hot in here.
I clean my throat making him turn around; and he smirks.
" About time u came down " he says, turning back around.
" yeah yeah whatver. What are u making? " I ask, getting into the chair and spinning a bit.
" French toast, hope you're hungry "
My stomach growls right after he says that and I sulk in embarrassment.
He chuckles and leans against the counter.
" Come here " he licks his lips as I stand up and I slowly make my way over to him.
I stand in front of him, and he look down on me.
" you're so beautiful, and you don't even know how much I adore you "
Sometimes I realize I'm dumb. Letting him sweet talk me and shit. I'm supposed to hate him, but I'm so drawn to him. I hate him. I do.
I think..
I turn away so he doesn't see the side of my lips curl up.
I feel his hands grab my waist, and he pushed up off the counter, pushing me back into the table.
He reaches over my shoulder and grabs the bread. A sly grin creeps up on his face and he looks at me with an eyebrow raised.
" hope you're still hungry. "
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After we ate breakfast, Silas had to go answer an important call so he stepped into the living room.
Out of curiosity, I got up and wandered about the house. I looked at every room until I got to one where it made my jaw drop.
Wow.
He has his own library. This is so fucking cool. I spend my time, grazing my fingers over the books and picking out one in particular.
Romeo and Juliet. Ha. How nice. This was one of my favorite books in highschool. Still is. It's a classic yeah, but I'll forever love this book. I used to sit and talk Silas's ear off and he used to listen all day because if he didn't, I'd ignore him for so long.
He was good at listening. He always was. But one thing for sure was that he hated this book. I talked about it every day, so I didn't judge him for doing so.
I sit in one of the chairs and I open the book. I started to flip through pages but something catches my eye.
I looked at the page, and something falls out. A folded piece of paper with a red heart holding it together.
Shit. I notice that heart.
It's the heart that I made him a while ago. I open the envelope and there it reads,
This is stupid.
You'd probably never see this.
Today was the day u left me. I'm writing this to show how much u hurt me. I fucking hate you so much. But you and I know somewhere in your heart, u love me. I'll hope everyday you didn't mean anything you said. Maybe one day in this crazy fucked up world, you'd come back and tell me how much you love me, and the mistake you made for leaving me. There's a specific quote on this book I want to tell you about.
Don't waste your time on somebody, who doesn't value it.
When I read this, I instantly thought of you. I hate you for making me waste my time on you.
I fucking hate u for making me love you.
And I hate you for making it seem like I fucking mattered to you.
You made feel like shit today. And yeah, I did love you, and even though you don't it's fine.
Love is smoke made with the fume of sighs.
I'm tired. Tired of loving you, and u throwing it back in my face with no remorse.
I hope that one day you love me the way I loved you.
- lani
Flipping through the book, I flip towards the last page.
My name. At the bottom.
This was my book. I remember the day he left, I left this book and the note on the front of his home.
Jesus how stupid cou-
2 knocks hit the door and I turn my head and catch Silas standing between the door.
His eyes flicker and look towards the book in my head.
A flicker of guilt crosses his eyes.
He starts to move towards me but I stand up and set the paper back into the book and put it back into the place where it belongs.
" lani I- " he starts, but I force a smile and shake my hand.
" it's okay, I'm okay. " I wipe my tears and head out of the room and into the bathroom.
Fuck.
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Is this what you wanted? | Book 1 in the Wanted series
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