The Chess Piece ( Nakahara Chuuya x OC)

[ 17 ] Chiara Ludovica

Third Person's POV :

Its cold tonight .

The woman sighed , letting out the air as well as the poison filled smoke out of her dry lips . A lit cigarette was loosely hanging from between her fingers.

The thin line of smoke swirled in front of her for a moment before disappearing . It was indeed cold.

The woman shivered a little as the wind touched her bare skin. Despite the chilling weather, she had a serene attitude all over. Her features all soft and relaxed . She inhaled the toxic fumes before smiling slightly.

The deep purple orbs aimlessly starring ahead.

Life is so unpredictable. Who knew I'd end up like this.

She leaned over the railing of the roof , closing her eyes.
She had heard the footsteps before they had approached her.
And there was only one person who'd come to look for her at this late hour.

" Why are you here ?"

Her voice echoed unnaturally loud in the silence .

" Shouldn't I be asking you that ? Its so late and its cold !"

Her smile widened more hearing the frustrated male beside her . Even though she always preferred silence and solidarity, Nakahara Chuuya was always an exception.

She , much to her annoyance , liked his company . Or how they continuously argued about baseless topics. Or perhaps , how he'd always make her feel a bit wanted.

By instinct, her fingers grazed over the small earrings hanging from her ears. She had never really cared about useless stuff like jewellery, yet she couldn't bring herself to get these off.

It was a small gesture . Even so , her existence didn't seem completely worthless after she had put them on.

But, with everything comes a price .

This is what haunted her the most. Her days at the moment were carefree . Almost peaceful . But it didn't take away the uneasy feeling . A constant dread and pain. She had felt these small amounts of happiness before and all had come down to bury her farther in her pain.

There were so may unanswered questions and doubts and fears. Nothing lasts forever.

This is what had been keeping her awake so late at night. Even with the blissful environment, a storm was brewing and soon or later it will come crashing down on her.

This feeling ... It hurts. He keeps swarming in my views. Eco Umberto still haunts me. Everything was a lie and I believed it.
I gave him the power to hurt me. I showed him all my scars and now I'm bleeding. Even so... why can't I hate him

" Hey ! Are you even listening !? "

The sudden touch on her shoulder made her flinch as she turned around. Her purple eyes a bit glossy from the cold wind blowing against them. Her gaze met cerulean orbs.
His hand placed firmly on her shoulder .