After Two Million Years, the chosen one Biscuit has RISEN FROM THE DEAD!
>< oh man where do I start??
An apology maybe?
IM SORRY GUYS
Kill me?
LOL JOKE!
dont do that.
I am truly sorry, I haven't uploaded in for ages and people have just been like wtf man!? where you been!? but im here with a new chapter and I've decided to throw in another little surprise in there :)
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Biscuit xxx
Tempted
You're not going to believe this
[Rachel’s POV]
“Good Morning Love” I watched Erick as he sat at the end of the glass table breakfast already laid out enough for 5 people.
“Morning Rachel” he didn’t even glance up as he took a sip of his coffee and flicked through another page on his newspaper.
“Sleep well?” I asked in desperation hoping this would start a conversation.
“Not really” he sighed; I could tell he wasn’t lying. He had dark circles around his eyes and his hair was a mess.
“Work?”
“Yeah...work” he closed his eyes and took another sip of his coffee.
His phone went off breaking tension to the familiar silence that was always shared between us, he picked up with a monotonous “Hello?”
“Oh, hey Steven” his voice was lifeless and dull, yet somehow it sounded 10x brighter than when he’s talking to me.
I crumbled a little bit more inside.
“Serious? By how much did we sell?” his voice picked up a little bit.
“Miss Kelly?” a small head popped around the entrance, wide eyed and adorable.
“Shit!” my head snapped towards the hissing, Erick was rubbing his pants furiously with a napkin
“What happened?” I asked, taking note of some of the coffee spilt onto the table
“What do you think happened? I spilt coffee on my lap”
Erick wasn’t one to carelessly pour hot drinks on himself “How did you manage that?”
His eyes quickly darted at Max then back to his lap “Never mind”
I turned my attention away from him and back to Max “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes thanks” he replied with a small smile
“That’s great, I can see you’ve shaved you look even younger” I giggled
He smiled “Thank you” his face went a little red “Uhm I was planning on getting started on the first computer”
“Sure, sure go ahead” I smiled a little proud of myself, I turned my smile to Erick only to have it completely unacknowledged; his full attention was locked on Max.
“You said you wanted me to start on a particular one” half of his body was hidden away by the wall he shielded himself behind, his eyes quickly wandered from me to Erick and back to me again and his cute face was very heated
I smiled “That’s right, the study”
He nodded “And that’s where again?”
“Third floor but first wont you join us for breakfast?”
His eyes glanced down at the food back to Erick’s face then rested on mine. Shooting me a polite smile he refused “I don’t really eat breakfast but thank you”
I chuckled “I’m not surprised you’re so skinny”
He chuckled back, a laugh that never reached his eyes “I’ll just be on my way now”
“Alright Bye Max”
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[Max’s POV]
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
You did it.
You knew there was a chance you would see him and you didn’t spaz
Good boy Max
Good boy.
Quickly pacing up the stairs I tried to decrease my accelerating breathing and heartbeat.
I thought I wouldn’t be able to control myself
How badly I wanted to pour all of that coffee on him and shake him wildly for answers
I felt tears prick my eyes
How badly I wanted to ram those apples down his throat and watch him suffer
How badly I wanted to drive that butter knife through his chest so he could feel a tenth of what I felt when he disappeared all those years ago.
But I didn’t.
I sniffed
And I won’t.
Reaching the third floor I opened the first door.
His study was very polished, an oak desk sat in the centre in front of a window that streamed light into it. A brown briefcase sat on top of it. Two black leather chairs accompanied it on each side of the desk. Walking in I closed the door behind me.
To my right was a long glass bookshelf. And the rest of the wall was filled with different framed certificates. I was too far away to read them. On my right there was a black leather couch and a quaint plant that sat in a corner.
The floor was a rich dark chocolate carpet that my feet sank into with every touch.
A very nice room without a doubt.
“Now to find this laptop” I muttered to myself
I walked towards the bookcase and opened the cupboard it sat on
“Nothing” I muttered to myself.
I stood up hands on my waist. I quickly scanned the room
Now I don’t want to start meddling through his stuff to find this thing
But then again I don’t want to be in a situation where I have to ask him.
Fuck my life.
Maybe I should ask Miss Kelly
Or Charles the butler
Just as I was about to leave the door swung open and I was face to face with him
Erick.
He stood by the doorway just as shocked as I was, we stood there is silence our bodies inches from each other.
His familiar smell burned my nose.
I took a step back
“I uh forgot my briefcase” he pointed awkwardly at the briefcase which sat on top of his desk.
I looked down not saying anything.
I heard the sounds of his footsteps silently hitting the floor and picking up his briefcase
“Here”
His presence was soon in front of me again.
“The laptop- it was in my uh desk”
He shoved it gently into my hands and I took it off him.
My head was still southbound, my dark brown bangs covering my vision.
“Max...“you could hear his breathing now, slow and heavy
I didn’t have to see but I could feel his hand reaching for my cheek slowly.
Almost there
His hand was so close I could feel the warmth eradiating from it
A large sigh escaped his lips
And then the door shut.
What just happened?
I sighed running my hands through my hair- what was I feeling?
Anger definitely.
But I was feeling something else?
Disappointment?
[Erick’s POV]
Slamming the door quickly I slumped my back against it.
You’re going to lose everything Erick, if you even think like that again
I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
My hand shook violently as I reached inside my jacket and took out my phone.
Dialling the one person that would understand, I pressed the phone desperately against my ear, trying to calm myself down.
“Hello?”
“Mike?”
“Oh hey Erick! Wassup?”
“If I wanted to tell you what’s up I would have called you now give the phone to the person I actually called”
“Jeez Erick, you need to chill”
“You need to die.”
“I hate you”
There was a silence on the phone before his familiar voice picked up
“Hello?”
I sighed
“Whoa, Erick, you okay?”
“No man, I’m not”
“Was it something Mike said?”
I chuckled bitterly “Your stupid boyfriend will never get to me”
“Then what is it?”
I sighed again, horrible feelings returning back at wicked speed.
“Darren man, you’re not going to believe this”