Lyla Wilson
Killian Jennings is everything a girl wishes for in a man.
Looks? Check.
Money? Check.
Good sense of humour? Check.
Good Skill in bed? Check.
One would wonder how I know the last check point, it's because after spending a passionate...
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1. A glass of Whiskey
"It takes two to tango" A loud bang of the the table takes Aurelia aback but she doesn't let's it get it to her. She fires back one more argument at William.
"You don't get to decide of what I did was wrong or right. She doesn't deserves it, don't you see? She hates me. She deserves better" This is the first time Aurelia has been quite during the whole argument. When I look up at Grey, even with the dim lights and music at it's peakest, his eyes are glistening with tears and his voice is shaky.
Aurelia shakes her head. "If anything, she loves you" Grey grabs the glass of wine from the table, downing everything that is left in there. "You don't know her the way I do, you would have known if you tried to. But you can't seem to get off your 'I'm not good for her' mantra" Aurelia is fuming with anger, she fans her hand over her face.
Grey turns towards me, as if seeking for my opinion. "I don't know Grey. It's clear from the way she looks at you, she likes you, scratch that. She loves you. Char would do anything to keep you in her life but what you did today is not acceptable. If she thought you weren't worth her, she would have let you go, she would have never loved you Grey. After Jay, you're the only one she had opened upto, apart from us. Don't push her away, I know you love her as much, you're good for her Grey, go to her before it's too late"
It's like a wave of realisation drowns him as he gets up, a determined expression over his face. "Thankyou Layla, I'm going to go to her, probably beg for her forgiveness. Lia, I'm sorry for arguing with you for so long. Once again, thankyou both of you" With that, he pushes past several sweaty people out of his way and walks out of the bar. My gaze falters over to the people who ars busy swaying their hips to the music, the care free look on their faces makes me feel envious.
"You zoned out again" Aurelia snaps her fingers in front of me and a release a sigh.
"It feels like it's been ages since I got to go out" My head swirls with the thousands of thoughts. The first one being — my backlogs in the third semester of my college, second — Cole, my little brother falling into trouble for the third time this week, third — Martha, my lessor calling me everyday to remind me that my day to pay the rent was drawing closer. And I wanted to do absolutely nothing but to drown myself in a glass of Whiskey.
"Well, what's bothering you?" I turn towards Aurelia, she knows most of the parts of what's exactly troubling me. She has been here for me since day one, from helping me ace my history tests to offering me to share apartment with her. I thought I had got it, thought I could do it on my own, there wasn't a single day when I had thought a day would come like this, I was reconsidering my decisions. I had wanted to prove my old self that it wasn't hard to reach here but here I am.
"You know, the usual. Cole has been agressive the whole week, and it's getting difficult for me to help him out. He is a closed book, I can't read him anymore, I don't know what's going inside his head, and he doesn't even aplogizes for whatever wrong he does these days. I understand it's his teenage years but it would have been so much better for me if he talked to me about it. This one day, he comes home proudly saying he 'I beat that fucker till death' and I ask him the reason for beating his senior and he refuses to tell me, how am I supposed to help him Lia?" I exhale out, finishing.
