Chapter Eight

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AGATHA

"So why don't you want to talk about Silas Scratch—" I pause in my steps, why does she keep asking that?

I turn to face Rio, her cheeks are flushed and she almost looks nervous, which is an unusual look for her.

"Because he simply does not matter,"

Her face is puzzled, but she's reading between the lines. She can see right through me. It's like she's reading my mind, although that's usually my speciality.

"You know something.." I say, faintly pointing my finger in air. "And I want to know what."

Only her eyes sadden and she moves her hair behind her ears, sighing slowly. She continues to walk, now passing ahead of me.

I scoff and follow her lead, fucking impossible. What is she hiding?

I continue my stride and let her take the lead, now crossing my arms as we walk. She pauses, and turns to face me.

Her eyes are puffy and she's holding something back. The truth. But instead of telling me, she walks my way swiftly grabbing me by the waist.

Rio lets out a long breath and palms my cheeks, stroking my chin. I tilt my head back slightly, embracing this moment.

Without thinking, I press my lips against hers passionately. Closing my eyes and sinking into this blissful feeling.

What is it that she knows?

My tongue engulfs her mouth and I stroke her face lightly. It was only after my bare hands caressed her face, I felt a wet residue on my finger.

She's crying?

"Rio.. what's wrong?"

She takes a breath then pulls me in closer to her, hugging me tightly.

"Promise me something," she weeps softly, nodding her head slowly.

"Anything—" I say, painfully waiting for her to finish the rest of this god awful sentence.

She'd realised something after I said that, and it's like my response had shaped her to change her answer.

"Promise me you won't fall for me, for us, we can never be intertwined Agatha,"

CREATORS NOTE—

guys im so sorry this chapter is so short LMAO if u can't tell with lack of chapters I've had rlly bad writers block and now it's starting to pmo. give it 2 days and I bet I'll be on illicit drugs cus god forbid that's the only thing that gives me motivation to write.

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