Chapter 19

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I sighed in relief as I heard her retreating steps far away. I didn't waste a moment and turned back to my little heaven. This apartment had so many memories with me. My first kiss, my first vodka shot heck my first fight with him...

I glanced through his drawers and found his clothes. My eyes were watering because his cologne had never changed. It was still the fresh like he came back and used his clothes again. Next I found was our album book.

I was crying loudly as I saw moments pass by in this tiny book. After he disappeared, I had no idea if he is alive or dead. I lost my hopes after searching for a year. Soon I opened his bedroom and found myself shaking. There was a voice coming from the bathroom. I slowly tippy-toed inside. How can someone live inside here? No one had the key. It's been a year!

Someone was humming, as I could heard the sound of water dripping. I did the best thing girl should have. I patiently went inside and sat on his queen sized bed. I remember those moments how he used to drowsily wake up and blink those mesmerizing blue eyes. I missed his every blink.. Missed those radiation aura in his eyes.

Is it really necessary to go back in flashback again?

Soon the shower stopped. My brain was on alert. I brought the bloodied knife near to me, made sure I had proper grip. Thanks to those defense classes after I went through my vulnerable state.

"You know that you're beautiful" he screamed on top of his lungs, meanwhile that towel hanging low enclosing his eight ab's.

"You can't be serious" I was shocked. More then shocked.

"Hey Nadia, welcome back" he said casually like I was a normal guest in his house.

I didn't knew what I did but now that knife was pierced above one inch of his head. He smirked.

"Old habits never die" A lump formed in my throat as I started crying loudly.

"No.. no no you were dead" I screamed accusing him and thrashed those pillows on his delicious body. He hugged me. He showered his love on me. The same one which I thought was dead.

"You can't be alive. You were shot. Your body was missing. You were vanished" I said choking on my words.

"But I'm alive? Aren't I? He smiled which never reached my eyes. He kissed my head and moved to his closet. I was frustrated of crying.

I took drugs after his body disappeared. I started drinking after he disappeared. I was a mess and after year when I visit he says he's back? Something was fishy. A lot fishy.

I called Jayden.

"Save me please" he can feel misery in my voice.

"I'm coming" he said blankly.

I didn't accept the fact that he was alive. I vaguely remember a bullet piercing his body. He screamed but told me to run. I don't remember anything. I was soaking in my own blood that night. I barely remembered breathing.

I need to escape.

Before he comes back, I immediately ran from the damn apartment. From the damn building only to find a posh black Mercedes waiting outside for me. I remember Keegan sending a car, but who knows Jayden will actually obey my small request.

Black glass rolled down and he barked "Hurry up, we don't have whole day" and I felt his existence in car then. I got inside quickly, never looking once in his eyes. Neither he forced.

My eyes were puffy red, tears soaking my dress and my hands had her blood. I closed my eyes, never uttering a single word. I liked this thing about Jayden. He won't force me ever. Maybe but he will for truth. Sooner or later, everyone changes.

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