・✦・┈┈・✧・┈┈・✦ 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊
→𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗱
-current Alex !
-The Car era !
・✧ ⁺ ⊹ What Elaine and Alex thought would only be a fake relationship, becomes much more than th...
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SLEEPING THAT NIGHT RESULTED INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT. THERE WERE no dreams dancing across my slumber. Nothing envisioned and nothing to steal me away from the stress I endured. Perhaps it was a strange mix of exhilaration and preoccupation. The preoccupation was mostly regarding Alex's whereabouts.
For the longest time, the idea of driving to his house went back and forth through my head. It appeared to be undeniably persuasive. Luckily, I could push it away before I could be convinced. Alex was nothing but my weakness and the simple thought of anything negative occurring to him sent shivers down my spine.
Was this what missing someone felt like? The emptiness clogging one's throat until it becomes sore? The vague emotion of knowing you need something you've never even had? It was absurd. How could I miss him if we had only shared feigned moments? But most importantly, why? Why of all people did my heart have to land on Alex's hands?
Before my questions could convey, the sun greeted me through my blinds. I stepped into the bathroom with the least of urges to exit my house. I allowed the water to splash my face in hopes to remove the tired-looking face I carried within me. I decided to keep my excitement before me rather than my worries taking the wheel.
I rushed through the whole process this time if I wanted results and in under ten minutes I was out the door. Outside the sky had a peculiar color, the fresh breeze outside felt more serene, and it made me clear-headed. I drove through the road a lot more concentrated than I had yesterday, despite my restless state.
After a while, Alex's thought was nothing but a crumb inside my head. Besides, he had to be there for me. The odds of him not being there ranged from 70 to 90, perhaps even 100. His dreamscape or whatever it was couldn't keep him away from the real world for no longer than the three days his absence had lasted.
It was absurd how much I craved him. It was about the simplicity of having him near me, wherever I was. To share those electrifyingly arousing glances he concealed whenever I turned around to meet his eyes. His eyes were one of the many dangerous weapons he had hidden. The ones he used against me knowing exactly how I would react.
It comes off as no surprise that Alex had an endless experience when it came to weakening women to his desire. It was a perilous game he played, but perhaps that was what made it so addicting. Not the outcome but the thrill that came with being part of his game. It was both a curse and a blessing. Alex knew that and twisted my mind as he showed no mercy whatsoever.
Unbeknownst to me, I had ignited a fuse with my several ideas and theories regarding Alex's modus operandi. A fuse that would most likely turn a lot of things against me. I was more than aware that I had to uncover the reason behind my infatuation with him. Outrageous as it was. More important than that, I needed to stare into his eyes at least for two seconds to feel sane again.
