"From the ashes, we shall rise"
WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT , VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED
The second book of the tainted series, it can NOT be read as a stand-alone.
Because I love y'all and these next few chapters are my favorite, here you go...
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My legs ached painfully while pacing back and forth, mentally drilling a hole into the floor while trying to get myself together.
All I could do right now was try walking it off, from the endless amount of pain my chest. The panic running through my veins, none of this was how I pictured my night. I just needed to breath and figure out how to call my anxiety down, while attempting to gain a bit of control.
If I left this bathroom right now, going outside to face him. I had no idea what would happen, which is absolutely scary to me. This was one of the first times where I feared being around him, which is funny because we started out that way.
And here we are, right back at the beginning. Only this time around we had a lot of old suppressive feelings between us, some of them quite dangerous to mention.
This was meant to be the night I had finally given him up, creating my own closure to end that chapter in my life. Nothing about this was okay at all, him just showing up out of the blue like that.
It was probably my fault by telling Hector I had no problem with all the promotion for tonight, no one really knew about it happening except those involved with art.
He didn't like art that much at all, only really dabbling into the markings on his body. Other than that, none of this really appealed to him at all. So, what the hell was he doing here? I had thought to myself, attempting to come up with any of the possible reason.
Maybe he wasn't actually here because of anything, other than to fill me in on Avery. I just needed him to be here for that only, so he can leave and I can go back to being involved with Caleb. Then everything will be okay, no matter what happens after that. I'll get over him in no time, while moving on with my life just like I had planned.
A sob left my lips as I gripped my stomach, not knowing if the flutters were caused by him in close approximate of me. Or if it was just my son, probably moving around like crazy due to my sudden change in mood. But then maybe he was just like me, obsessed with Zayn and the idea of him being close made him crazy. Huh, the apple truly doesn't fall too far from the tree if that's the case.
It was probably even too soon to say that damn quote, a scoff left me before a sudden groan as I leaned against the bowl of the sink. The water droplets from holding a wet paper towel on my head, ran down the side of my face most likely ruining my make up.
The moment I looked up into the mirror my eyes met both Erica and Taylor, both of them remaining quiet as they just watched me freak out. I had no idea if I should tell them I over- heard their conversation last week, the one that put me in a spiral of mixed emotions. Before hearing any of that I was doing just fine, living my life and going to counseling. Doing things to busy myself, so thoughts of him wouldn't effect me.
