LAST FOREVER( Complete ✅️)

Chapter 3: Tangled Emotions

Sometimes life had a way of becoming unbearable. The weight of my losses and the unrelenting sense of loneliness crashed over me like a tidal wave. I didn't have a therapy session that day, but the thought of being alone with my thoughts was suffocating. So, I did something unexpected - I went to the gym for boxing.

With each punch I threw, it was as if I was releasing not just my anger but a torrent of pent-up emotions. The stinging impact of my gloves against the bag echoed the battles within me. Surprisingly, it made me feel better, like I was reclaiming a piece of myself.

But then, as if the universe were conspiring against me, the door to the gym swung open, and there he was. Haden. My heart skipped a beat, both in anticipation and unease. I wanted to run, to avoid him at all costs, but something held me in place.

He walked over, a casual smile on his lips. "Fancy seeing you here."

I shrugged, unable to meet his gaze. "Needed a distraction."

He leaned against the ring ropes, studying me with those intense eyes. "Boxing does that for you?"

"Yeah," I admitted, surprised at my own vulnerability.

We fell into an awkward silence, and the tension in the air was almost palpable. I felt a bizarre mixture of desire and fear - a desire to connect, to find solace in him, but also a fear of getting too close. Nothing lasted forever, and I couldn't afford to forget that.

"Look, Sierra, I know I'm not the easiest person to understand," Haden began, his tone surprisingly earnest. "But if you ever need someone to talk to or just hang out with, I'm here."

Why was he telling me this? Why did he care if we talked and why did it feel like we have known each other for ages? He was just a stranger...

I scoffed, trying to brush off the genuine offer. "Why would you care?"

He sighed, as if grappling with his own thoughts. "Maybe I see something in you that's worth caring about."

I turned away, unable to bear the intensity of his gaze. "I'm not looking for anyone to save me."

Haden's voice was gentle, almost a whisper. "I'm not trying to save you, Sierra. Just offering a distraction."

And just like that, my resolve wavered. Maybe I needed a distraction, if only to escape the storm raging within me. "Fine. Maybe we can talk sometime." I said before walking away.

As I walked home that evening, my mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Haden was a puzzle I couldn't quite solve, and maybe that was what drew me to him - the unpredictability in a world where everything felt predictable.

But fate had more twists in store for me. As I turned a corner, I saw him, his voice raised in a heated argument with a girl. My heart clenched, jealousy and curiosity intertwining in a maddening dance. Who was she? What did she mean to him?

My steps faltered as I watched their confrontation unfold, ending with a dramatic exit by the girl. Haden stood there, his jaw clenched, his fists balled at his sides. And as our eyes locked in an unexpected connection, a thousand questions raced through my mind.