Attraction | V.N Y.K [Book 1] ✔️

Chapter 23

"You're disgusting." Viktor says, the words rolling off his tongue like a spell. "Completely gross. Stay the hell away from me."

I feel my heart break and tears start to stream down my face as he walks away, leaving me there. I put my face into my hands and sob, falling to the ground.

Why? Why do I lose everything that's important to me?

Everything I've ever loved has betrayed me and left me broken.. Why?

What's the purpose of me even living anymore if this is how it's always going to be?

I hear faint calls saying my name but I continue crying, ignoring them.

I couldn't care less how many people see me. I don't care anymore; nothing matters if he's not here. Everything's worthless without Viktor here.

..I'm completely worthless without him.

My eyes flash open as I hear a familiar name calling out my name in worry and I stare into blue eyes. Confusion and agony surges through my body for a moment before I look around and realize..

It was all a dream.

I stare back up into Viktor's shining blue eyes and actual tears start running down my face. I grab his body and pull him towards me, holding onto his warmth.

"Woah, Yuri, wha-"

"Don't ever leave me!" I yell, not caring about my volume or the time of night. "Stay with me, please.." I cry, holding him tighter. He grasps his hands around my back tighter before sighing sadly and resting his head in the crook of my neck.

"I promise, moye solntse. I'd never even think about leaving you."

He lays us back down on the bed and I whimper, not wanting to let go of him. He holds onto me tight and lays still, not moving an inch.

"Fall back asleep, Yuri. I'll be right here; I promise."

*

I walk into the kitchen the next morning, my training clothes on and a small frown plastered over my lips.

Why am I still thinking about that dream?

Why did it feel so real?

"Good morning, my love." He says, smiling. I try my hardest to smile, failing completely. He sighs slightly before turning around and grabbing my piece of toast from the counter.

"Good morning." I mutter as he walks towards me. I take the toast from his hands as he offers it to me, keeping my eyes glued to my hands.

I don't want to look at his face.

I can't believe I embarrassed myself like that.