Eden Andrews, a girl with a troubling past for one purpose in life. That of moving away from the ghosts of his past.
Her life will change diametrically when Eden moves to Boston to take classes at her famous university. She will finally have the cha...
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- Eden? What are you doing ? Let hum go, he's an idiot. Protest my brother by grabbing my hand. He tries to hold me back, but for whatever reason, I try to get out of his grip.
- He needs me. My gaze settles Ian's who looks disgusted by my conclusion.
- What? it makes nonsense, Eden. This guy is dangerous for you. Annoyed, he squeezes my wrist a little harder. It's starting to hurt and scares me.
- Not as dangerous as you. Let me go and right now.
The little bar is almost empty and the waitress stares at us, probably telling herself that I need help. That's not the case, my older brother just has extrapolated reactions.
- If you follow him in his darkness, he will break you, Eden. His blue eyes leave a surprising concern.
- My soul is as black as his, and you know why. By throwing this sentence, I emerge quickly and run to the exit.
The cold weather of November strikes me in the face and I regret leaving my jacket in Ian's car. I cross my arms against my chest, placing my hands under my shoulders and rubbing in a quick momentum to warm myself up. Damn it, Jake. Where are you ?
The bar is in the middle of nowhere and I have a view of thousands of trees. My breaths generate a thick white mist. I can't help but look around for a man who has been avoiding me since the beginning, but who has also been more present than my family. I hate this idea, but I must admit: Jake makes me feel hatred and attracted. Why ? I can't explain it. It is said that it falls on you without warning. I have never believed it until today.
This anxiety that I feel in the depths of my being is unreal. Never, I had felt that for someone. I always thought that I lacked empathy. Which is wrong, because Jake is the one that gives birth to all the unimaginable emotions in the world, in one second. He attracts me, even if I took time to realize or rather to admit such a thing, I know it now.
- What are you doing here? The surprise and the relief of hearing his voice makes me jump. I push, then, a relieved breath.
- I ... I was looking for you. My voice is shaky. Is it because of the cold or the uncertainty of my act? Was I right to follow him? Maybe not.
- Why would you do that? Haven't you understood yet, Eden? Stay away from me. He says with an authoritative voice.
I can hardly distinguish him because he is hidden in the darkness. Under the lamppost of the front of the bar, I try my best to see him. Only a dark silhouette appears in my visual field. Jake wears a black beannie that reveals rebellious and curly locks on his forehead. So here I am one meter away from him. We are together in the darkness of the night.
- I don't want to. My eyes are up to his face slumped with alcohol. I contemplate him as best as I can.
Jake stares at his feet and his features are pulled by fatigue. With his hands in the pockets of his jeans, he swings back and forth. I take a step forward to approach him, but he starts a step back.
