✓ HIS ENIGMA| JAY

22-Suddenly Kissed

Christmas.

It was special, the roads were lighted with bright colors.

Red and white.

Christmas Day was here. Even before people's eyes had let in the light of day, they could hear the church bells from the stone spire.

Everyone was celebrating, The celebration was a riot of color, everyone was a little more hyped up than they should be. Everything about the flowing silks made people want to dance, their feet moving with grace and their heart beating with joy.

While your surrounding was dark, full of black.

This sleeplessness is your torture. While the rest of the world embraces their dreams or celebrates their Christmas, you were thinking, thinking about him.

Jay.

It's been days when you didn't talk or message you, the fact that made you wonder if something was happening to him or maybe happened.

but why wonder?

when you were the one who blocked him, why? you didn't know, you just wanted to be yourself.

but weren't you always by yourself?

In the ten hours you've been in bed, you must have woken up six times. Not for that long each time, but enough to break your sleep into un-refreshing chunks. With every disturbance, there is a new nightmare.

The morning comes when you decide to take a shower, hoping that it will make you better, maybe wash your brain and the pounded thoughts from her mind, you sighed and decided to take a shower. After taking a shower, you decided to put on black shorts and a red crop top with a red tank top underneath it.

After putting on your clothes you went back into the bathroom and started to brush your hair. Finally done brushing her hair you put your hair and pigtails and start to brush your teeth.

you sighed and went towards your kitchen and got a bottle of water, your phone, earphones, and key. you walked out of your house and locked the door. you started to walk to the cemetery, it was the only place you went to. After what felt like an hour's walk you were finally at the entrance of the cemetery.

And there you were, crying over your dead parents in the cemetery.

As much as you tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from your throat in the form of a silent scream.

The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down your face. you feel the muscles of your chin tremble like a small child. There is static in your head once more, the side effect of this constant fear, constant stress you live with. you hear your sounds, like a distressed child, raw from the inside.

It takes something out of you you didn't know you had left to give. That's the way it is when people are hard. It's like theft of the spirit, an injury no other person can see.

you pulled out one of your earphones so you could hear everything around you and started walking back to the hospital, you weren't at work today but going to your workplace was the best thing to do to try to free your mind a little bit.

But as you were walking, you suddenly became aware of the fact that someone was following her. you threw a glance behind to see a middle-aged guy in a black suit and glasses slowly walking behind you staring, both hands inside his pants pockets.

His hands were moving in his pants, your eyes widened at this side.

"Was he-?"

you sped up but he was still following you, even when you tried to lose him in the way of the hospital, it will certainly be crowded. "Damn it"

you cursed under your breath, whilst the sun is above your head, baking your dark hair, slowly simmering your brain in its cerebral fluid. you want to seek shade but that will only make you later. As your feet pound the hot tarmac you keep an eye on your shadow.

but as you were desperate to get rid of that guy, someone grabbed you by your left hand and dragged you after them. you didn't know why but you followed them. It's not like you had any other options. The shock was still on your face.

You looked up ahead at a wide and masculine back, asking herself who might that be and why was he doing this. Then your gaze dropped at their clasped hands.

In no time, he pulled you into an alley behind a building and he pushed her back against the wall, while he was looking to see if that guy was still trailing them.

a look of panic wondered of the eyes of the person holding you, and the next thing you know is your lips have been smashed by another pair.

Though your lips are pretty, it is the feel of them that sends his mind into a sensual state of intoxication. That's why he reaches toward your face and touches them lightly before the urge to kiss you takes over.

all you felt was adrenaline.

which you can't stop.

And the remaining thing was that your brain couldn't understand what was going on, grabbed and kissed by someone who you didn't know, karma.

with his slips still moving on yours, you needed air. you gasped, pushing him away from you as you tried to catch your breath but it was needed because your breath left the moment you looked up to the person who was kissing you just a moment ago.

And all you could do at that moment was stare at him and when he looked back at you and your eyes locked.

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