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FALLING HARD 8

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My moments of watching movies, seeing romance spread around like a virus, and noticing the way ladies grip their husbands' arms have made me realize how much of a hopeless romantic I am. Though I never understood it. I never allowed myself to experience it.

I could feel it, like a sudden shift in the atmosphere; I must be going nuts because I could feel him. He has arrived.

I swallowed and walked toward the door, nervous with each step, my breath quickened. I opened the door, but it was pushed back full force, which caused me to skid on the heels the same moment I saw him.

Strong palms held on to me, but I lost my balance just the same. Squeezing my eyes shut. I felt gravity pulling us down to the floor in a rush.

I held my breath as I screamed in my mind.

"Are You okay?" I open my eyes to see Trevor leaning over me. I started to get up but was held down by one of his hands. His body was so close to mine. I could feel the heat, and see the hair on his eyebrows. He had his wounds cleaned because the slash on the eyebrow was no longer bloody.

I could feel and smell his winter fresh breath.

I turned around and looked at his hand on mine, and I felt the back of my head in his left palm.

"Am fine," I started to rise but stopped when I saw how near our nose was, almost touching.

"Look into my eyes and follow them."

What?

"Why?"

"Just do it; that's the only way I'll know you are fine," And with that, his pupil stared into mine, and I felt my heart thud.

His eyes scan my eyebrows, my nose, down to my lips and when I waited for him to move his eyes, he didn't. Like a fool, my eyes fall to his lips, and the sweet taste of wine flashes through my mind.

"Your eyelashes are so long," He whispered and a shiver ran down my spine.

"So were yours when you were staring at my lips. I thought, why not stare back," I squirmed from under him and stood up, straightening my skirt. Wishing that I had worn Jeans.

"God, you are cold," He said, rising to his feet, and I felt the air break.

I swallowed and blew quietly through my mouth.

"No, I am not cold, I am just not your cup of tea."

"Thank you for bringing Rollins home."

Now you sound like a boss

"You're welcome. I know this might
not be my duty but, have someone that is staying here from now on. You have a visitor by the name of Kevin Tarrant, sir," He looked at me as if I had grown double heads.

"Where is he? Kevin!" And He walks towards the door.

"Be careful, Trevor. You might just tear down the place. Welcome home, little cousin, been waiting for you," Kevin's voice said, coming from the top of the stairs.

When did he even reach up there? Did he see us on the floor?

"Jessica, could you please give us a moment?" He asked, wavering his left hand towards Trevor.
"I need a moment with this dragon and he looks like he is about to blow me up. We can't be in a closed room."

"No problem," I nod my head and look at Trevor, his fist squeezed at his side.

"Dad?" Rollins asked at the door, on his knees. I rushed to him quickly in fear, afraid that he'd see Trevor in such an unfamiliar posture.

"Come on, let's get you inside," I stooped and gently took him by his arm.

"I want to see Daddy."

"He'll see you soon."

"Is he going to fight Uncle Kevin?"

Oh shit

"Have you seen them fighting before?" I asked and lifted him, knowing he wouldn't be willing to go back inside.

"These times," He said, showing me three fingers.

My God

"What do you want me to make you?" I lay him in his bed again and looked around his room. Filled with pictures of adventures; he and his dad in the mountains, at the sea, in Paris. It seems as if they've traveled the world together.

"I don't want to talk to you, because you don't let me see dad. I want you to leave me alone," The words burned through me like fire. I turn around slowly to look at his face. His arms folded across his chest even though he was wincing.

I stood there shocked. I felt what it feels like to receive the straightforward treatment; hurt as I was, I couldn't say anything.

I slowly left the room and walked outside.



All I ever did was love them. I never hit them, yes, I might shout a few times, but I always apologize for it. Fearing that they'll hate me if I don't. I haven't been emotionally this close to one.

Not until Rollins. If you can hurt me so much, baby boy, imagine what others can do.

A bleeding sensation in my chest, but I continue to walk. Enjoying the nature around me. Touching a flower here and there. Smelling a few, trailing my fingers against them.

"Madam."

I spin around and my thigh hit the mouth of a gun. A guardsman stood in front of me.

"You must come with me immediately," He Informed.

"What's wrong?"

"Madam the boss seeks to speak to you immediately."

"You must be a wired robot," I said, straightening my skirt and walking ahead of him.

Trevor was waiting at the door, and when I walked up to him with a questioning look on my face, He smiled at the guardsman, took hold of my arm, and pulled me inside.

As soon as the door closed he was roughly pulling me into the room that leads to Rollins's room.

I almost stumbled as he squeezed my arm and pulled me along. He shoved me inside and slammed the door.

My chest rose and fell, and I swallowed.

"Where is he?"

"Huh?" I glanced over at the bed, and my heart leaped. There was a little blood on the sheets.

"Answer me!" He grabbed me and shoved me against the door, thumping his hands on both sides. For a couple of seconds, I got so scared, that I almost wet myself.

Just for a couple of seconds

"Get your fucking self together. I left him in here. One more thing, if this is the way you are going to treat people, treat me, I suggest you get a planet for yourself."

He opened his mouth, and I pushed him away from me.

"Ah—ah, no, Sir. One more funny move and I will fuck you up, don't let the long ness of my skirt fools you," I gave him the dirtiest look I could muster and slammed the door.

Lacks fucking intelligence

"Arrrrrrgh," I groaned in anger and counted to ten.

"Kevin took Rollins!" Pamela comes shouting, flour and mud all over her.

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