Lost Lovers

Chapter 1

"You're dangerous for me" was the last thing I said to him as I ran away that night.

It's been 2 years since that night and I still haven't seen him. The boy who made me question everything about my life. The boy who I was willing to walk through fire for. All until the events of that night played out. After that I couldn't think of him the same. I couldn't picture the boy I had fallen for as he was not there anymore. The smile that pulled me in was washed away hidden behind the wall he built. His luscious brown locks were cut short almost to a buzz cut. His inviting forest green eyes were darkened concealing all his secrets. He was no longer the boy that loved but instead became a man to be feared.

I hadn't thought about him for months but for some reason tonight all the memories of that day were flashing back into my mind almost like a movie. Our relationship, our past just kept coming through my mind every time I closed my eyes. Instead of trying to force myself to sleep I got out of bed and headed towards my balcony praying that the windy night can blow all my troubles away. Opening the balcony door I immediately feel the cold gush of air hit my bare legs making me feel calmer already. I walk onto the balcony closing the door behind me and sit on the chair at the edge of the balcony leaning on the wall.

Sitting down looking up at the night sky I begin to feel all my worries float away in the breeze allowing me to finally breathe without feeling weighed down. Today would have been our seventh anniversary if that night had not happened. If we did not have to get sucked into the worlds our fathers had created. If only. If only. Ahh no. I shouldn't be thinking about him. I shouldn't be thinking about us. That was in the past and I need to move on which seems impossible right now. Sighing loudly I close my eyes hoping to fall asleep on this cold night. It feels as though hours have passed but my mind won't stop running. Again the memories rush through my mind pushing away the little bit of peace I had found in the silent night. The same thing happened last year on this day my mind wouldn't stop. Not only is today our anniversary but it's also the same day where my life changed forever. Where we said our not so proper goodbyes. I wish I could go back in time to erase that day from existence at times like this when all I crave is his touch. His love. When we were together every time I had trouble sleeping or just needed someone to talk to he was always there. Day or night despite the distance he was there for me. Now every time I can't sleep it's chalked up as another sleepless night. There's been many of them these past 2 years. I never knew how much I grew reliant on him until we parted ways that day.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a sound on my balcony. Opening my eyes I'm met with the darkness of the night. I go to reach for my knife but quickly realise it's tucked away under my pillow. The silence of the night is disrupted as I hear a low chuckle coming from the other side of the balcony. My body freezes up as I slowly turn in the direction of the noise. I feel as though I've heard the sound before but I just can't put my finger on it , but then the person talks.

"Still sleep with your knife under your pillow. Not too helpful if you plan on sleeping outside" my breath hitches as I hear the familiar voice of my past lover as he walks out of the shadow of the balcony and joins me in the moonlight. Even though the light isn't bright, I can easily notice his face. Its him for sure

"I'm not that scary, why are you looking at me like that?" he says with a pang of fake hurt etched in his words as he walks closer to me.

"What are you doing here?" I tell him as I take a step back trying to get away from his advancement.

"I came to see you. I missed you" he tells me, sounding like he hasn't seen me in a week, not 2 freaking years.

"How dare you say that. It's been 2 years. 2 years Wolf why are you coming to me now." I yell.

"Woa are we back to last names Night. I told you I miss you and I need your help" he says.

"Ha. you need my help no thank you. Go find someone else to help I don't need you back in my life" I laugh out

"I think you do. I've been watching you my star doesn't seem like you've had a good nights sleep in months"

"First of all don't you dare call me that. You no longer have the privilege of calling me that. And second of all who the hell said you could watch me" i tell him fuming at his arrogance.

He really thinks he can just come back after 2 years and act like nothing has happened.

"My star, I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry I didn't mean for all that shit to happen that night" he whispers out to me his head falling to the ground.

"You didn't mean for that shit to happen really Asher. You told me to come to you. You told me we were going to get away. You said it'll be just you and me from now on but what do you do instead? You fall into your fathers lies. Why? Why did you do it? Why did you ruin us?" I yell at him, growing frustrated with the conversation.

Memories of that night flash through my mind again and tears begin to well in my eyes at the thought of them but I won't let them fall. I won't give him the satisfaction.

"I'm sorry" is all he masters.

Ahh this asshole after all this time all he can say is sorry.

Rolling my eyes I move forward to walk back into my room to get far away from him. Getting in the room I go to close my balcony door but he stops me.

"Please my star, I need your help and I promise you I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you why I did it. I just need your help" he says with a hint of vulnerability.

Against my better judgement I let him in my room without a word and walked over to my bed to sit on it.

"Thank you" he whispered as he too walked over and sat next to me on my bed.

He leaned over me and turned on my bedside lamp saying "you're going to need this on to help me".

As the light fills the room I turn my body to him so that I can take in his appearance. Our eyes meet and I visibly gasp shocked by what I see. His face is all bruised and busted up. Turning my gaze downwards I notice his black shirt is soaked with what I assume is blood and his hands are all cut up and bleeding as well. I grab his bloody hands and bring them closer to my face.

"What the hell happened to you?" I ask him, trying to stay quiet.

" Got myself into a little fight my star, " he replied.

Annoyed at his nickname , I pressed down on his cut up hands until I heard him hiss in pain.

"I told you, you no longer have the privilege of calling me that"

He chuckles lightly "No matter how much you hate me or tell me to stop saying it you will forever be my star. Now please help me because i don't think i can last much longer"

Hearing the slight pain in his voice I lead him to the bathroom so I can fix him up hopefully before he passes out. As I clean his wounds I wonder what happened to him and why out of all places he's come to me to help him. These thoughts play constantly in my mind until I finally finish.

"All done" I tell him. "Now tell me what the hell happened"

"I would love to my star but I don't think I can keep my eyes open any longer. I'm drained. I..." before he can finish the sentence he passes out his head falling onto my shoulder.

Sighing, I struggle underneath his weight lifting him towards my bed. Laying him down on the bed I make sure he is still breathing before I walk back outside sitting back in the chair. My mind begins to race a million miles an hour again, my thoughts putting me to sleep. Why did he come back after all this time? What happened to him these past 2 years? What happened to him that day? These thoughts plague me as I finally drift into a deep slumber.

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First chapter lets see how this all goes. Thank you to anyone who reads this and feel free to leave any comments on what you want to happen :).