Finding love can be hard for anyone, and to keep that love can seem like an impossible dream.
Y/N knew this, and she knew she'd had enough of mediocre men who didn't care for her.
So, why, when she finds someone who would set the world alight for her and tear everyone down along the way, was the world trying to tear them apart in return?
Her coffee had long since gone cold, her knuckles aching from not moving in the longest time - yet she couldn't find the energy to lessen her grip on the handle.
Using her other hand to push her glasses back up her nose, Y/N's eyes dragged across the laptop screen in front of her. She'd spent the last 7 hours using every search engine, every forum, every news site to look for any kind of information - she didn't believe him. It couldn't be true.
- 8 hours earlier -
Tick, tick, tick.
"What are you saying, Tom?"
Tick, tick, tick.
"What I'm saying, Harrison..."
Tick, tick tick.
"Is..."
Tick, tick, tick.
"Is that he's - Can someone shut that fucking clock up before I lose my fucking mind?"
Tick.
"Aye aye, Captain Hook." Harrison grumbled, trudging over to the clock to loosen the battery.
Tick.
"He's alive."
Boom.
A loud crash sounded from the hallway outside Tom's office and Harry yanked open the door, however it was none other than Y/N, looking down at the two broken coffee mugs on the floor. She stared at them a moment longer, before lowering her arms back down from their holding position and lifting her head.
"My dad's alive?"
Tom's heart dropped through the floor and into the foundations of his home. She wasn't supposed to hear this yet.
"I...Y/N, what I meant was-"
"Don't you dare, Tom. Is. My dad. Alive?"
Her nostrils flared and her eyes were ablaze. Tom had no way to win this, she'd heard. She was just bringing him a coffee. This wasn't supposed to happen.
"I mean - maybe, I guess. I think so. I have to do some more digging-"
"Why do you think he is?"
Tom swallowed, staring down at the open folder on his desk.
"Stop being a prick, Tom." Harrison said bluntly, leaning over the desk to pluck the polaroid that Tom almost set on fire from the top of the papers, and handing it to Y/N.
Raising it up closer to her face, pushing her glasses back up her nose, Y/N stared down at the Polaroid. It was taken from the side, maybe from the bushes at the edge of the road. It showed a lean man, maybe in his 50's, hair slicked back and greyed. There was a cigarette hanging from his mouth - he seemed to be walking, smoothing out his shirt as he went.
"That's my dad."
Tom straightened in his chair, taking the cigarette from his mouth and resting it in the ashtray. "Y/N...Are you su-"
"I think I'd know my own fucking dad, Tom. Wouldn't you?"
He swallowed thickly. She was right, but he had to be certain.
"Why the fuck are you looking for my dad anway? I've told you I want nothing to fucking do with him-"
"Milani wasn't at the top."
Y/N's head snapped up to look at him again. "What?" She could feel the acid in her stomach rising as soon as the name left his lips, instant flashbacks roll in from Halloween night. The bathroom, Tom, the blood, the fear.
"There's someone above him. There's an ulterior motive."
"What are you saying?" Her voice was less than a whisper. She couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. She stared at her lover, as if staring at him would make her understand.
"Milani never came here for me, nothing was ever for me. He came here for you."
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Word Count: 602 (Don't worry, this is just part one of my update!)
Hello hello hellooooooo, I'm back!
I'm so so terribly sorry this has taken so long.
When I got my promotion in my job I never thought it would remain as stressful as it was at the start. I had a lot to fix, a lot to learn, a lot of new stuff to deal with etc., but it has and to be honest it feels like it's just going to get worse, so any spare time I've had I've done my house chores and slept hahahah.
Anyway - like I said above, this is only part one of my updates to come, I'm going to be updating over this weekend and hopefully (hoping the start of my work week won't be too bad!!) over the start of the week, so please don't worry that this update that is FIVE DAMN MONTHS LATE is so short!!!
Also, it's a bank holiday on Thursday and Friday, so I'll have a whole 4 days off to brainstorm and piece the story together and hopefully get even more out for you, or at least written up and edited and then I'll just post it out over the next week or two!!
Fun question: What book/s are you reading at the moment? I'm currently reading the ACOTAR series, and 2 books in! (so, Court of Mist & Fury) :)
All my love,
Red x
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