SEEKER

Prologue

S E E K E R

Prologue

"Don't" I warned Paul as he puts pressure on my shoulder. Not have I ever did shuddered from the alcohol, but I could feel the stinging sensation. I just choose to not display any emotion from it.

"It'll heal faster" He answered. He was trying to conceal the agonize tone, but he was miserably failing. I don't blame him though.I watched his eyes flicker from my phone as the familiar caller ID appeared.

"Liam," Paul breathed while I grasped the chiming device. "I don't think it's a good idea to answer her call"

I huffed, griping on the device firmly. I stared at the white wall up ahead, thinking of the state I was in. To be precise, it was the messed up state I was in. I did not notice how drown I was on my thoughts not until Paul has hauled the device on my hand.

"Liam, You'll break your phone!" He scolded. Paul concealed his expression as he turned around before depositing the device on the table across the room.

"I need to see her" I pronounced before thinking. That was all I could think of, her.

As I picked myself up, Paul's strong hand gripped on my shoulder.

"For the last time" I muttered before shrugging Paul's hand.

I heard him take a deep sigh before crossing the threshold of the room. It wasn't easy to just walk away from him, but I needed to see her for the last time.

As soon as I exited the house, I straightaway walk towards the garage. The Iridium Silver Metallic Mercedes reflected the small flashes of light from the ceiling before I had hopped in.

This is for the last time, I thought to myself. I shouldn't be going back for her because it was no use. She formerly made me feel the satisfaction I had nearly undergo. A last goodbye was the last thing I would do for her.

Once I caught glimpse of the familiar abandoned building, I briskly pulled the parking brake. I watched the memories of laughter and arguments emerge in my head at the front door. Pushing those thoughts away, I hesitantly I hopped out of my car.

My nerves may had taken over as I took the walk to the roof instead of the abandoned room she was settling in. The London breeze blew my hair as I sauntered towards the space. Each step I was taking was compelling me to think of why I was feeling anxious. I don't have any feelings towards her nor love her. So for what reason was I feeling this?

I discontinue as I catch sight of the familiar figure seated on the wooden porch swing. Her long hair tucked on her ears, but the puff of air continues to waft her air behind her shoulder. Her bloodshot brown eyes were gazing on her wriggling fingers placed on her lap. I watch the alluring lady in front of me before I catched her eyes.

"Liam" She whispered, utterly shocked and relief at my sudden presence.

She stood up, indicating that I should take the step towards her now. Her gaze of reassurance caught me off guard because it was not the reaction I was anticipating.

"I have been calling you all day. Why weren't you picking up?" She inquired as I stopped ahead of her.

"It's cold outside. Let's go inside Andie" I replied, disregarding her query. I didn't want her to know anything I was up to, and in able do it was dodge her questions.

She huffed, looking away from me. The way she was conducting was exactly what I had anticipated. She locked her gaze to me again.

"You have no idea how worried I was! You left. You didn't answer my call and now you just come here and not even answer my que-"

I unexpectedly interrupted her prattle off with a kiss. I wrapped my arms around her waist and tightened my grip around her. She quickly responded as she grabbed my neck, pulling me as close as possible. I let our lips move in sync before pulling back.

"Okay" She gulped, peering at me.

I held her hand, slowly interlacing our fingers before leading her to where she was going to doze. She was hushed as we amble. I had the knowledge of the inquiries floating in her head, but being the lady that she was, she was holding the question to herself.

She entered the space before glancing back at me. She patted the space next to her bed before she was sprawled. I complied, irresolute on what I was performing.

"Just sleep Andie" I muttered before pecking her forehead.

Watching Andie sleep for the last time, I pressed my back against the headboard.

After an hour of observing Andie, I had departed from the place that created numerous of memories. I allowed the unpleasant feeling sink in before driving off to the city.

Once reached at my destination, I had swiftly entered my house. I quickly looked up after becoming aware of how hushed the space was. My mouth fell open as I caught glimpsed of father standing next to Paul.

"Where have you been?" He asked. His tone coming out faint.

"Fresh air"

My white lie came out quickly. I instantly thought of taking it back, but I knew it was too late.

I watched father's jaw tensed. His feet leading him towards me before his palm met my cheek.

"Liam you have one job!" He shouted.

The stinging sensation on my cheeks quickly vanished as he scowled at me. I took a step backward, creating a space before he makes another blow. Regardless of his action, I will never fight back.

"I warned you before and I will remind you again" He says through gritted teeth.

I looked behind his shoulder at Paul he sympathetically looks at me. I nod a simple okay before diverting my attention back to my father.

"Never fall in love" His eyes were in search for my answer while I reclined my head.

"Let me ask you this" Father murmured, "Have you fallen for her?"

"No" I replied casually.

"Good"

His stern face looked at me before brushing pass by me. My vision became blurred as the tears assembled in my eyes.

Father opened the door as the chill air blew my skin, sending me the realization I should have figured before.

"Don't disobey me Liam" Father warned for the last time before he exited the room.

I assent to his proclamation while I paid no heed on what I had truly felt. I wish Andie knew who was I, but she would totally loathe me once she does. It was for her own safety because I know what father is capable of doing. As of for now, I needed to focus on what we came here for. I was signed up for this and I am not backing down.

"I can't fall in love or will ever be"

Love was the last thing I had yearned because my foremost prime concern was to search for the person that murdered my father.

Because I am the seeker, and no one can ever stop me.

Not even love.

But me, myself and I knew that I was lying to myself. Because the actuality is that I have fallen...