It just felt right because It was unnecessary drama.

Memories(1)

'Ouch...Why the hell is the sun so bright?', I utter muffling my face into the pillow. The sun was bright up in the sky. The light was seeping through the closed window of my room. I forgot to cover it with curtains. My room was covered in a subtle orange hue. The room was warm and cosy. My head stings as if it got hit by a hammer. I am never drinking a whole bottle of burning liquor ever again.

'Recovering from your Hangover, Danielle Dennis Ann. You woke up, at last, you are 26 this year and yet you still have an affinity for sleeping for 18 hours in a row. Your babies are with your mom, I text her you will be picking them up at night. ANN, WAKE UP ALREADY !', my housemate uttered and yell as he opened the window and let in the breeze of the morning air. The room smelt like intoxicant and blood. The scent was heavy in the air.

'I am already up, please don't scream in your high-pitched soprano voice. Thanks for not telling my mother about yesterday. So, I have got to pick up Selene and Helios at night. After 8 years, that idiotic son of his parents still remembers me. Well I forgot him but seeing him with Deidara and making out with her got me to snap and yes, don't give that gaze, *Maniac, you bottom a whole bottle of Rum.* I will go wash.'I uttered, sitting up on the bed covering my eyes, and splitting my eyes open, in my view stood Yanai by my bed.

'Get up and go clean yourself, leave you alone for a few hours and you get the room smelling like Tortuga. You are indeed a child of pirate lineage.' Yanai announced.

'Aye, Captain.'I reply and got off the bed to hit the shower.

'You didn't even bother to change your clothes before going to bed.'Yanai spoke as he began to tidy the bed.

'Too drunk to do that, Yanai 'I yell back at Yanai as I started stripping to get under the cold water.

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After the shower, I wore a black hoodie and crop black shorts. I headed to the kitchen for food, I heated up and ate last night's leftover mac and cheese I made while I was getting drunk. I was dizzy but my head stopped hurting. My lips curled into a sly smirk at the sight of the tattoo on my left after just covering my birthmark.

#19 months older, Vlad Alexander Litchesher#

I was young and I hated love, and I still do then why when I saw you shoving your tongue down Deidara's throat by having her corner between you and the wall, I felt a sting in my throat? My heart turned cold for a moment. It felt suffocating. I never loved you, I just played along with your feelings because I was cold and I wanted to flush my cold skin and heart. I hate you Vlad Alexander Litchesher.

'Want to tell me, what happened between that guy and you? You seem happy around the others but as soon he and you were in the same room. You turn dark. Your lip curved into your renowned feigned smile.'Yanai spoke as he turned his body to face me. He was lying on the couch while I was leaning against the kitchen counter.

'I never thought I would see him after years and of course not with my former lover, Deidara Ven Maya. We were more than friends but less than lovers. I played his heart just so I could feel my skin burn. I just thought we would not have to meet again since we both are from different histories.'I reply to him as I took stabs at my mac and cheese.

'Well, I hope it's what you say, love because you were doing something else last evening.', He retorted back at me sounding like a mom. He was our group mom.

'I just got high on my hormones.' I lied to him, something in my heart told me it was a lie.

'Well, you always are a chemical imbalance one but please don't do that again, love. Your room reeked of blood, for a moment I got worried you cut yourself again.'He answered sounding more like a mother concerned for her child.

'Well I am on my menstrual cycle, I am a heavy bleeder since I have a high iron count.'I announced as I took a bite of murder mac and cheese.

'Fine.' He replied as he went back to watching the television.

Yanai was watching the television. He was watching the Entertainment channel. He was watching his favourite K-pop Boy band performing their new come-back duet.

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Well, you wonder why at the age of 26, I hate Vlad Alexander Litchesher but I love every memory I had with him. There is a tale to it. My name is Danielle Dennis Ann, I am turning 26 this year, and I am a parent to adorable twins who are turning 3 this summer. I met Vlad at the age of 16, the so-called age when you meet your soulmate. I met him and a group of friends I have come to cherish in this fake cruel reality. I was 13, I was a part of a prank gone greatly wrong. All because Mark Austin Jawa was a remarkable dunce that I swear his mere existence can make you go nauseous to the core you will want to shove him into Queen of Hearts castle and have her have him in her ways. Mark Austin Jawa, lucky I haven't had his internal organs as my Christmas tree ornamentation.

How vulnerable and gullible can someone be in love?
The bittersweet memories of your first love.
The ache of your broken soul.
Lust of a hungry being.
Love is a total waste of time if you ask me.
The drama of love that kills someone yet also cures someone.