Lost Memories (ON HOLD)

Lost Memories (ON HOLD)

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After almost being killed Alexina Kelling is offered a deal by the owner of UNSEEN (a secret illegal spy organization) to be the temporary partner of his son Dex Silvera. Suspicions run through her the minute she enters the building, the hushed conversations, the secret meetings and the constant lack of information being let out drive her insane but when memories of a second life resurface she questions everything about who she and everyone around her really is. TRIGGER WARNING: There are a lot of chapters where the topic of depression, anxiety disorders and self-harm are spoken of. ................. In front of me I notice nothing peculiar, "Okay enough with the games, I know you're here," I call out to the person hiding in my room. "Took you long enough," a thick husky voice says from behind me. My heart skips a beat as I turn on my heel, pointing my defense weapon towards the intruder. Clear blue eyes burn into mine, and I gulp back in fear, everything about him made me feel inferior; the way he towered over me, his piercing blue eyes and his black hair standing messily on his head. "Who are you?" I whisper, my voice shaking as I speak. He rolls his eyes and sighs before walking around me and making himself comfortable on my bed. I turn to face him with my weapon. "First my father doesn't have the decency to tell you my name which is, by the way, Dex Silvera" he scowls and points at the weapon in my hands. "Then he gives me a partner that uses a hairbrush as something to save her life," he quirks his perfectly angular eyebrows at me and a blush creeps up onto my cheeks. Ashamed by my misguided attempt to be badass, I lower my bright pink hairbrush "It was the only thing I found" I shyly admit, he responds with a frown, his gaze goes to behind me, and I follow it to find my six-inch heels lying on the carpeted floor. "I did not see that!"
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A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

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