Everything was seemingly perfect for the innocent and naïve Annalise, as she had the perfect life that any teen could ask for. With her mother, aunt and the almighty by her side, she didn't need anyone, for she trusted them with all her heart.
And...
"What are you talking about Mike?" He turned towards Mike and gritted out.
"I'm serious Liam. Do you or do you not love her?" Mike stepped up to Liam. He was sure Liam liked Lise but love? It was a possibility, but he couldn't entirely be sure. He had seen the way Liam was around Lise. He looked at her as if she meant the world to him as if her mere presence would brighten his mood.
"I don't like where you are going with this," Liam said and turned around and tried walking out, only to be stopped by Mike.
"Just answer Liam. You behave like a love-sick puppy around her," Mike said looking at Liam in the eyes. Both the boys were almost the same height with Mike being an inch shorter than Liam.
"I don't want to talk about this right now. I just want to get her out of there." He ground his teeth together, looking ahead of him.
"Liam that wasn't my question."
"Yes! Yes, I love her. Is that what you wanted to hear? I fucking love her." He snapped and turned to Mike holding him by his shoulders.
Mike was a bit startled at his outburst. He had never seen Liam like this. The craziness that swirled through his eyes actually made him gulp in fright. Liam genuinely seemed scary.
"Okay, dude," Mike said and forced his hands away.
"She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen," Liam whispered under his breath and looked at his feet with a small smile that curled up his lips.
Liam had always liked Lise. And he didn't even realize when his like had turned into love. He always maintained a distance from Annalise when he figured that their friendship meant more to her than his love.
He had given her subtle hints so many times but she always took it in a friendly manner. It wasn't that she was friend-zoning him but she never thought about the fact of him falling for her.
"I love her so much."
He whispered under his breath, again.
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Lise hadn't slept all night. She moved her face towards the window, which was open and gusts of wind blew, making the blinds fly and giving her a peak of the bright and sunny morning.
She looked out and blinked.
The effects of drugs had worn out some time ago and she just lay there on the bed limp, naked. Her cheek held evidence of her shattered soul in the form of her dried tears.
Her tears had long dried and her body had turned cold due to the weather. She had seen the blood on the sheets and between her thighs. Her body was covered in his dried cum.
Sobs didn't make it out of her anymore. She just cursed her stupid fate. She hadn't cried for more than half an hour, because it was meaningless to shed tears over something that had already happened.
