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Guys this is not EDITED. if you're uncomfortable reading this unedited you can read in a few days. My Editor is Busy at the moment and i don't want to disturb her. :) love you sar.
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• CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
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MARLOE LOISE STEVEN
A smile form on my lips as I stare at the familiar building with a sudden glow of excitement exploded in my stomach as my mind wanders around the boy who is currently residing at the building. My smile turns into a full-grown cheeky grin.
My Blonde Boy. I missed him terribly.
Skipping my way towards the entrance of the building I found myself tracing the way towards the elevator.
He'll be so surprised. It's been weeks since the last time I saw him. I giggle at my excitement when suddenly the elevator ping followed by an opening.
People step out and I waited before it's empty. I nearly eat my heart in my mouth in excitement.
Finally, the elevator is empty, and waiting for time to slide inside pressing the button of my loved apartment floor. five minutes later the elevator erupted with the familiar ping indicating I reached my destination.
I took a deep breath before stepping out and brushing my hair with my hand. I'm so nervous. I have no idea why it's just Clace.
I shake my head at my ridiculousness reminding myself it's just Clace my boyfriend for eight months. And best friend since forever.
When I reach the door I wasted no time punching the door code, It instantly ping and the knob clicked.
This is it! I chortled in my head.
I turn the knob slowly cautiously preventing a sound from stepping inside. the same familiar smell greets me and I smile inhaling the scent.
It smells of him. Lemon, and cinnamon. I know weird combination right? But that's his smell. really vibrant intoxicating smell of my love.
I wasted to time walking towards our room which is located on the second floor. the only room in the apartment.
And yes I said our room.
Hastily and carefully I scan the surrounding. Seems like, someone is being tidy. I chuckle observing. Everything is spotless. He changed a lot,
I know he is sleeping. usually this time of the day he is asleep that's why I choose to visit at this time. I want to wake him up with my smile. He said he loves waking up and seeing my face first thing in the morning. I know he is such a goofball.
I made It through the stair and I am now facing his brown wooden bedroom door.
My smile faltered when suddenly I feel something gnawed in my gut. like something twisted inside It. my hand froze midway to the knob and I feel the ball in my throat. My heart rate escalates its beating and then I heard it.
"Yes!! Harder!" A female voice screamed.
No. oh god no.
A slapping sound of clashing skin skimmed the air like a million sharp knife stabs my heart repeatedly.
"Oh Clark, It feels so good." She muttered breathlessly. the sound of heavy breathing inside the room is quite audible only the thin wooden walls separate us.
Behind this door is my worst nightmare coming to life.
I grow cold, I can hear my heart shattered inside my chest and dropping beneath my cold feet. Breathing seems like the hardest task.
He can't be.
"Oh my god," I mutter under my breath barely recognizing my own voice.
I have no idea how long I'm standing in front of the door until I hear the shuffling sound inside.
"Call me?" The same voice asks playfully. her voice rose bile in my stomach and making me shiver in disgust.
Why am I staying here?
"Maybe," he answers flirtatiously, the playfulness in his voice send more daggers in my heart, he could've just ripped my chest open and grab my heart and squeeze it. The pain is ten times worst. I feel like throwing up.
How could he do this to me? I thought breaking down a sob quiet sob.
Run now!
A voice whispers but I made no move. It was impossible to move.
The clicking and pulling of the door send me out of my stupor as my eye landed on a very familiar blonde.
Her smile immediately drops and paled. She freezes on her feet.
"What's the problem, Kells?" He asks from behind as if sensing the girl's immobility.
then I saw him.
His naked. sweat dripping from his body.
The look on his face forever engraved in my head.
"LOISE!"
No!
"LOISE! BABY WAKE UP!!"
No! No! Don't touch me! I screamed in my head
Leave me alone! I yelled in my head. I feel so weak so broken. I hate you! I wanna scream at him. god, I want to hurt him. I want to make him feel what I'm feeling ten times worst.
"BABY WAKE UP!"
"LOISE! WAKE UP! BABY..."
Wake up?
"Loise wake up, it's okay. It's okay.." he coos in my head.
The sound of his voice is different. It was frantic and reek with worries.
Then my eye snaps open and a gleaming light scattered in my vision, my heart is still beating so fast in the chest and my breathing came out in pant.
Oh god. Oh god, It's a nightmare. It's a nightmare. It's not true. It's not real.
Oh, thank god.
"You're okay." A very familiar voice coo behind me
Then I realize a strong muscled arm around my waist holding me from behind.
"Clace." I whisper in hoarse turning around to face him.
"You had a nightmare," he informs me quietly His voice calms me down instantly.
He's here. he didn't cheat.
"That was a horrible dream." I found myself confessing under my breath.
"Shh.. it's okay now, you're here.. it's not real." he keeps on whispering in my ear reassuringly kissing my head repeatedly.
"Wanna talk about it?" He asks with a hint of worry in his voice.
I shake my head immediately. no, I can't tell him.
"I don't remember." I fib immediately while looking around.
"Where am I?" I ask still in disarray.
"We're in the living room," he answers. True enough I realized we are sitting on a couch in front of a plasma TV a movie is still going on,
We are watching Wanted and we are now in the part where Wesley Gibson played by James McAvoy Came back to his shitty apartment. Angelina Jolie and Him sharing a kiss.
So that explains why he is hugging me from behind. we were watching a movie and I fell asleep.
Everything came rushing back to me. It was Friday night and after dinner. Later this Afternoon Clace ask me to be His girlfriend and it was the happiest time of my life. I am still.
but that Dream baffles me. I shake my head reminding myself it's only a nightmare. I won't let a stupid dream ruined my night. but god It seems so real.
"Oh." I breathe out.
"You scared me," he said silently causing me to look at him.
"Why?" I whisper.
"You keep on saying you hate me," he said somewhat hurt. I instantly feel guilty. oh my god.
"What was the nightmare M?" He insisted sensing my disinclination
Should I tell him? I wonder in my head swallowing the lump forming in my throat.
I close my eye bracing myself. It's not like it's real. Maybe I should tell him.
"Um, I-I was walking inside this building, your apartment building to be specific, uh It was tall like those tall buildings in new york... Um, then I heard. I heard. " I stop talking and glance at him. he has this look on his face as if he already knows where my story is heading, his eyes are wide and his lips purse together in a thin line.
heave a deep breath.
Wow, this is harder than I thought.
"You don't have to..." Clace trail off when I open my mouth to continue, looking back at him I saw Hurt in his eye. "It's not real M, god.." he added closing his eye as if It pains him leaning closer to me until his forehead touches mine.
"I'd rather stab myself to death than Cheat on you." He whispers. my breathing hitches from the sound of his voice,
He knew what It was about. and he sounds so hurt.
Why does he sound so hurt? I open my eye looking at him. his eyes are firmly closed. my hand reaches on either side of his face and his pale blue eyes immediately open and he pulls away from our gaze still locks while I caress his cheek with my thumb as he leans in my touch.
"I'm scared."
"I'm not gonna hurt you,"
"I know"
"Trust me please." he pleaded desperately.
Oh god. That's why he's sound hurt. he thought I don't trust him.
"I do, it's just a stupid dream."
"I know, I know,"
"I think it's my biggest fear," I admitted. God, It was hard saying It. telling him about it feels like giving him the knife to stab my back.
Clace face soften and his hand reached for mine that's still holding his face, he engulfs them with his and slowly bringing them to his lips kissing them.
"I love you. so much you know that right? I'll never hurt you, not intentional. but I'll try my best M, you have no idea how long I waited for this, the dream of this, holding you as this and I will never fuck this up swear, It kills me seeing you hurt." he promised to look at me with so much sincerity and intensity. as if It physically hurt him. And I believed him, I realized that telling him about my fear is a good thing. he knows exactly how much It will break me.
I nod my head, he let go of my hand and reaches of my face wiping my tears that are leaking running down my cheeks. I didn't realize I'm crying.
"I love you." He keeps muttering as he leans closer until his nose touches mine.
We stay like this for god knows how long drinking each other in. our breathing dance together with our heart. It's like a very special moment we share. no words express but understanding one another I feel like my feelings for him grow. It was so overwhelming.
"Do you want me to stay away from her?" He suddenly asks making me frown.
Who is he talking about?
"Kelly," he answered my thoughts.
"What?"
"Vicky told me..." He trails off. he doesn't need to continue.
He knows I don't like her, he knows how threatened I am by her.
"She likes you."
I know how ridiculous I sound, how ridiculous I am being but I need to tell him. I need to let him know.
"I know," Clace answer sighing. "She told me."
My heart stops.
She told him. She told him. Clace knew. Oh god. the thought of her confessing makes me shiver in disgust. And here I thought she's a shy girl. And she knows I'm Clace's girlfriend.
F*cking sneaky bitch.
"Don't look at me like that please." Clace pleads "I told her how much I love you and she said to understand, she said she'll stay away. She's nothing compares to you."
I must be glaring. I must be looking like a murderer that makes him said those words.
"Yeah. I want you to stay away." I answer him. I am so aware of how childish and ridiculous I am being. but the thought of him and Kelly after that disturbing dream scares me to death.
I don't care if I'm being too selfish. too possessive or downright clingy. but as long as he is far away from her my heart and my mind is at peace.
Clace nods his head immediately, I studied his face, and there's nothing but understanding written on it. It made me breathe in relief.
How the hell am I so lucky? I must have done something right. He is perfect.
We stare at each other for god knows how long before he broke the silence in a soft most endearing word he had ever uttered to me.
"You're It for me."
His words hold a lot of promises. Promises I know he will keep, and that moment I know I am so in deep I have given my heart to him and I know he will be keeping It safe.
I can't help but smile.
"You're It for me too."
And he closes the gap between our lips and we share the very first kiss as a couple.
All my worries flew out of the window.
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A/N: sorry if i scare you at the beginning. I know this chapter suck ass but i needed to write it. It just came out shitty.
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I just wanna portray LOISE's fear and thats it. i hope you understand it has to be written and after all the cheesy stuff i need a break.
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