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Devon and I were out in the woods to spend time with each other. The weather was a pleasant one. The woods on the outskirts of Crawford Lane had become our favorite hangout spot ever since we got together since it was surrounded by the serene and beautiful nature with plenty of privacy. We walked on the carpet of lush green grass, surrounded by tall majestic trees and bushes topped with stunning daffodils. The fine smooth leaves brushed against our arms as we made our way through the branches of trees that hung extended in our path.

Devon had his hands stuffed inside his jacket pockets while mine moved animatedly as I told him everything about the amazing drama class I had in school that day. I felt incredibly happy when I made Devon smile, happier when I made him laugh wholeheartedly.

And he looked so breathtaking when he laughed and smiled, so unreal as though he belonged to some other world that was magical....

We talked so much, we laughed so much and had a great time. It was wonderful that we were being like other couples of our age. I was glad we were able to have such moments where our lives felt so sorted....

We finally reached an open space where a stunning turquoise-blue river was swerving its way through the rocks and dense foliage of the woods.

We stood facing each other as the delightful breeze caused my curls to sweep across my face. Our eyes locked with a burning need for each other. My skin melted in arousal at his touch when he held my face while my hands went to the sides of his torso as we kissed. The heat of his mouth was inebriating as he caressed my lips ever so passionately that it made my skin tingle in pleasure. I moaned against his rugged breaths as he sucked my lower lip before his eager tongue rolled into my mouth causing a sinful havoc within me...

Sensing my wobbly feet, I wrapped my hands around his neck and pressed myself further to him. Devon groaned as my soft breasts flattened against his hard torso and I flushed at the fiery sensation. I stifled my whimpers of delight as he explored deeper into my mouth. My breaths quivered under his intensity when his tongue became all the more erotic....

I was left lovesick and in a daze by the time he left my lips. There was no wind in me. Yet a moan escaped me when he ran his thumb over my swollen wet lips.

"You forgot to tell me one thing, Eleanor," Devon spoke, his tone hoarse after the kiss.

"What?" I looked at him in surprise.

There was an eerie chill in the breeze.

"You lied to me that your mum is alive and is on a business tour with your father in Europe. But the truth is you had killed your mother long back. She died while giving birth to you."

My body ran cold hearing that. I paled in the face seeing his features turn frosty and bitter with hatred for me. I felt my breaths cripple and my feet on the verge of collapsing not finding myself anymore in his eyes....

"Devon, I-I---"

"I thought that you've a happy family. I thought that you have had an amazing childhood but the truth is that you're broken, you have a lot of baggage just like me. And that's why we can never be happy together. I'm done with you, Eleanor, because you're not normal. You have repeated nightmares almost everyday. I will find a girl who has no insecurities and is happy. So don't show me your face ever again, Sanchez."

Tears streamed down my eyes as every word of his stabbed my breaths fatally.

"Devon, please-please don't go," I cried, begging him to stay. "I'm not broken...we can be happy....I can't live without you...don't go! Please...!"

"I'm leaving you, Eleanor," Devon said callously. "You're not to be trusted. You betrayed me. You deserve to be alone."

He jerked my hands away and started to walk off.

"Devon, please don't go! Please come back! Please, Devon," I screamed after him, tears blurring my vision completely.

I ran after him but my legs got entangled in a nasty creeper and land hard on my chin on the thorny ground. By the time I got to my feet again, Devon was gone.

"NO!!!"

My eyes flew wide open as I sat up straight with a blank mind. My heart was hammering wildly in my chest and I was trembling helplessly all over.

"What happened, Eleanor?!" Devon's voice boomed in my head as he rushed into the room.

I threw my limp hands around him and hugged him tight. I squeezed my eyes tight shut feeling my in every inch of my being. I didn't want to let go of him....

"Eleanor, calm down," I heard his muffled voice in my hair as he wrapped his arms around my shivering body.

"I-I am not broken, Devon," I gulped. "I-I am n-not broken. Don't leave me..." I sobbed against his shoulders.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. Everything is fine. You must have seen a bad dream. And I'm not going anywhere leaving you,' he whispered solemnly against my ear.

It took me quite some time to regain myself. As I parted from him, he wiped my eyes dry with his fingers and cupped my face with both his hands.

"You're not okay, Eleanor," he said grimly, looking deep into my eyes. "Was it just a bad dream that you saw or is there something more to it? If something is troubling you, tell me about it."

"It was just a bad dream. Nothing else," I lied. I didn't want to let him know about my nightmares.

Right then a sudden realization hit me. "How come you're in my room?" My jaw dropped in shock.

A side of his upper lip quirked up as he answered, "Look around. It's not your room. It's mine."

He was right. I wasn't in my room. I wasn't in my house either. Heck, it wasn't even my bed. I had been sleeping on his bed. And now that I looked at him, I realized that he was shirtless above his shorts. Devon painted a sinful picture with his messy hair, hot bare chest and sexy abs. I couldn't stop the adrenaline rush in my veins.

"I-I don't remember coming here," I stuttered.

"You had fallen asleep by the time we got back to the neighborhood last night. So I had no choice left but to bring you here," he shrugged.

"Ohh." That was all I could mutter. I was wondering if had slept half naked like this next to me the whole night. The thought caused my pulses galloping. I was too mortified to ask him anything.

My heart missed a beat when he took my hand into his and spoke, "As a matter of fact, your miserable state right now is all my fault. I didn't mean to drive recklessly but I just fucking lost control over myself which I always do but last night, I put your life in danger as well and that's unforgivable and unforgettable to me."

"There's nothing to be guilty about 'cause I pretty much know where that came from," I said truthfully. "I still like you just the way I used to. Nothing has changed for me." I spoke my heart.

"In other words, you just agreed to put up with my shit but I'll try not to trouble you much," he chuckled but there was no humor in his tone.

"You didn't do that on purpose Devon. I know that," I said frankly. "Honestly, I'd rather have you continuing being who you are instead of you pretending to be somebody you aren't."

I felt terrible that he blamed himself to be the reason behind my nightmare when in reality, he was nowhere at fault. It was all mine....

The guilt that had accumulated at the bottom of my stomach was killing me with each breath I inhaled.

I tried to forget about everything when Devon captured my lips for a passionate kiss. I gasped falling back on the bed when his tongue dived into my mouth and Devon came on top of me without breaking the kiss.

He intertwined my fingers with his and pinned my hands on the bed on either side of my head. I wriggled under his bare torso as he explored my mouth aggressively, fulfilling every of his dark desires. I moaned his name when he pulled my lower lip between his teeth causing a thin film of saliva to trickle down the side of my mouth.

I closed my eyes heaving breathlessly in arousal under him when he left my lips to drop soft wet kisses all across my neck and shoulders. I moaned with every sensitive spot he bit and sucked. His sexy groans against my collar bones got me hot. Devon was such a dangerous mix of paradise and sin....

I moaned into his mouth when we kissed again. Devon fell back on his sheets and I came on top of him without leaving his tempting lips. He groaned when I probed my tongue into his wild mouth. I kissed him with all the passion and lust I had for him.

I nipped every spot of his neck before kissing his shoulders softly. I then went down to let my lips roam over his bare chest. The sound of his throbbing heart gave me goosebumps. I even had a dirty desire to lick his flawless abs and maybe even go down further than that but I couldn't must the courage.

I drew myself to full length and kissed him on the lips again.

"I can't believe you're kissing me after I practically cried as a loser in front of you last night," he spoke on my mouth as I caressed his bottom lip.

"Don't say that," I said on his lips. "Real men cry. And I am happy to know that my man is not a log of steel."

I felt his lips curl into a smile against mine. My pulses raced when his one hand went into my hair, gripping my untied tresses tightly between his long fingers as we deepened the kiss...

As I got off him and lay on the sheets alongside him, he propped himself up in on elbow and gazed at me.

"Let's stop talking about my fucking problems and talk about you," he said.

I felt the discomfort climb my spine again hearing that.

"I'd love to hear more about your family," said Devon. "When are your parents coming back? It's been quite a while."

"They-They are having some problems with fixing a business deal. So it may take them a few more weeks." I completely made that up. Dad was still unclear over his return date when I had spoken to him the other day on Skype.

"I can't wait to see your mum. I have to thank her for you," he said.

I smiled. But on the inside, I wasn't okay.

"There was something that I wanted ask you since a very long time," said Devon thoughtfully. "Just curious to know why there are no family photographs hung on any of the walls of your house. I mean every household has those except fucking houses like mine."

I made up some excuse 'cause I didn't have it in me to tell him the truth of there being no photographs of my parents and me.