I am so sorry that I didnt write for a whole month or at least update but I just need a break. School has started so I might not update as often but I promise this story is not over. I do hope you like this though and let me know what you think of it.
BlessedLove14 <3
P.S. I just really love the song that I have on the right or above. I thought it did make a small conection in the story but I just love the song so that's about it. Bye.
Waking up the next morning was amazing. I was next to Jaxon, our bodies warm against each other’s. This was truly magical. Waking up in his arms, the smell of his cologne and the sent his shampoo and conditioner gave to his hair was so comforting.
“Morning.” He said to me, his eyes glazed over from sleeping.
“Morning. How did you sleep?” I asked running my hand through his hair.
He smiled and shook his head.
“Not too good.” He replied to me.
“Oh no, why’s that?” I asked sitting up a bit.
“Because seeing your face was better than any dream I could ever have.”
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Jaxon had driven me home a little after two thirty and since then I had been in my room listening to music while reading. So far for the most part, this summer had started off pretty damn well. I have an amazing boyfriend, Sam and Jen are literally like parents to me now, the other guys in the band are like brothers to me, and I’m not afraid anymore. The only thing that had gone back to my mind is Alexei.
Damn Alexei. I can’t help but worry about him. I haven’t seen or heard from him since Friday and it’s been a couple days. I grabbed my phone and found Alexei’s number and hesitated before calling it.
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring….
No answer.
I called back again but still no answer. Now I was extremely worried about him. I got off my bed and passed back and forth while I called him three more times. Finally I had had enough. I grabbed my car keys and ran out the door.
Dammit Alexei. Why aren’t you answering me?
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Alexei’s P.O.V.
I saw her calling me but I just couldn’t find it in myself to answer. I didn’t know what was going to happen. I knew she was on her way but I didn’t care. I was physically and mentally drained now that nothing matted other than getting her back but it was almost like I was in a daze when I made the sharp edge of the blade make contact with my skin. Over and over again in the same spot I cut deeper in and when I realized what I was doing I cursed at myself.
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