*Laya's P.O.V
As the words escaped his mouth, something attacked my heart. "Was it true? Was Bryan truly dangerous to me? Had it been his fault though? Since he had been fooled by his father into thinking this was the way to live." I kept thinking, about how he was in some much pain. Yet, he contiuned the story.
*Bryan's P.O.V.
She hadn't said anything, she just looked at me, with her gorgeous eyes. Oh how beautiful she was. I couldn't say anything, but just look at how she felt confused. I could tell she wasn't feeling very safe with me, but she was everything I could ever wish for. My heart told me she means something to me. So I decided to go on with my terrible memory. "He was attacking her, I had to help her. Little did I know she was long gone after. He was in the middle of," a short pause, the pain attacked me. Although I made myself go on. "You see, I love..loved my mother. She was the world to me, so when I saw him attacking her like he did with the other women, that's when i finally realized that what he was doing was horrible. So I threw the chair, that i was suppose to sit on, at him. He got angry at me, angry enough I believe he was going to kill me. So i decided to kill him first." I looked into Laya's eyes, it shocked her that I was completely fine explaining why I killd my own father. I chuckled, and she rosed her eyebrow at me. "Are you laughing at me?" She spoke laughing as well. "Am I not allowed to laugh?" i laughed along with her. The intense moment disappear as we sat there, with each other. I didn't have to tell her about what had happen, she could guess what happened with what i had already told her. That's what i liked about talknig to Laya, she wasn't like most girls. She had something dark attracted to her. "Can this truly happen? Could I possibly have a chance to create something with her? No, what am I thinking." My thoughts drifted as Laya laughed. "I can tell you're thinking about something." She said looking at me. "Yeah, I was thinking, many people think about things." "Well do you care to share?" "No, I'd rather not." This was me trying to hide the fact that it was her, that I was thinking of her. "Come on, please. You looked rather into thought." I couldn't helped but laugh, she was adorable. The way she grew closer to me, the way her hair fell perfectly on her shoulders, she was like a girl from a dream. Only to be wanting to the real thing, and she was seating infront me.
*Laya's P.O.V.
I sat there infront of him, I knew he had been thinking of me, but then again, why? He kept thinking he was as evil as his father was. I knew he wasn't, he was better. We sat there in the same spot talking for hours, when Marcy came back with news that didn't make sense to me. Yet it sure made Bryan tense. "He's back." Marcy spoke, she looked as if she saw a ghost appear, right this moment. Bryan looked at her, emotionless. I didn't know who exactly he was but, by the way they acted i knew, it meant nothing good.
*Bryan's P.O.V
"He's back." I whispered to myself. I had to be prepared, knowing him. He would want to get even, and now i had a huge weakness. Her name was Laya.
