BOOK FOUR in The WSU Series
Elizabeth Young -
I've always wanted the star-crossed lovers type of relationship - who knew I would actually get it?
They say the line between Love and Hate is very thin, one I don't intend to experience. I could never l...
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I left, there's no turning back now. I left and I shouldn't look back. I want to, I can't really explain the emotion I'm feeling right now, other than it isn't exciting. I can't explain it, but I don't feel free as I should.
"You didn't have to come," I say turning my attention to Aria who is sitting besides me. If Kian found out Chicago helped me disappear, all hell would break loose. That's a guarantee, one I don't want to know the outcome to. "I couldn't just let you leave," Aria states as the car speeds to the airport. "You know I would offer you our private jet if that meant you were safe," I don't need Arias's explanation, I know that. "You've done enough," I smile as I grip her hand for support. "Do me a favor?" I ask and she nods, her red hair soaked because of the rain. "Tell the girls I had to head home, an emergency," Aria nods at my lie. I don't want to hide the truth, but how would I explain to them that I ran because I cannot trust myself around Kian Bliss.
The only person I trusted, and the only person who loved me despite everything. I knew if I stayed, my heart would be the one damaged, I can't allow that. I refuse to be another pawn in Kian's game, not again. 'It was a fun, twisted game,' those were his words, that hasn't left me. He'll just hurt me again, and I cannot allow that to happen.
"Watch him," I shouldn't ask this of Aria, I'm well aware. Kian doesn't need protection, but at least this way it's like a parting gift. He'll be somewhat protected under the Outfit through Aria, because of me. I wonder what his first move will be? Even if he hates me for leaving, he'll still come to find me. Because that's what the dark does, it consumes the light until there's no good left.
"Promise you'll try to contact me? No one will know it's you," Aria pleads as her grip on my hand tightens to show her panic. "I promise," I hear myself say but I know it's a lie. I won't risk my location just to make sure Aria knows I'm alive and well. "Do you have money?" Before I could answer Aria starts rooting through her purse, "no," I say as I stop her searching. "Once I leave the county, the money will be placed into my account," I explain. I have my ways, this is one of them.
"I know Kian will come looking for you," Aria states the obvious, "I know," I whisper as the car starts to slow down. "Can't you stay?" Her plead in the form of a whisper, "I wish I could," I say, I wish I could stay and be with Kian. Truth be told, I never fell out of love. He was it for me, we were fucked— but we had each other. I don't deserve a happy ending, because in our world they don't exist. We were always destined for pain and heartbreak.
"New York won't know I helped," Aria says with a small smile. "But, if they did find out about The Outfit helping you leave, shit will go down." Maybe it was selfish of me to accept Arias help, but in truth, a part of me wants to stay, and start my life. But I refuse to be kept locked up in an apartment. I won't live a life like my mother. "I promise, I will never name you," I swear it on my life. Aria doesn't deserve to be branded as a traitor, but instead, it's me. When in fact I'll never be a part of the Famille, I would rather die than live the life my mother did.
