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❝If he's as bad as they say, then I guess I'm cursed
Looking into his eyes, I think he's already hurt
He's already hurt.❞

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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
‘The longest day
has an end’

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IT WAS A LONG DAY by the time I reached home, it was already dark outside. The alley was dark and dingy, my body was shivering I felt the chills running down my body, my eyes were misty. I've forgotten to get my coat when I was in the rush to get away from Taehyung. I don't know why does he has such control, why do I let him treat me in such way?

I have never been happier in my life then I was now, I've running my entire life and I now I was tired. I hate to feel even slightest bit of fear, I cannot find a way to end all of this; to just be what I was before it all; before weapons and murders, were a part of my life.

Inserting the key I pushed opened the door, it was half dark with only the neon lights illuminating the room, a sigh escaped my lips as I closed my eyes and breathed into the soft scent of home, it felt warm.

“I've been calling you for a while now.”

My eyes snapped as I gulped upon the hard look on Ezra’s face, his hair was messy with the faded grey shirt he was wearing, he took long strides towards me, I staggered back my heart punching in throat as I stumbled forward when he was just in front of me,“Paris? You know that I care for you right. Next time please message me if you're going to come home late. I even called Merlin but she wasn't picking up the phone either,” his hands holding me by my face as he pressed the pad of his thumb under my eye whilst lifting my face with the other.

                   “Ezra—I am just please can you just....God I'm so sorry,” I whispered into a sob my head resting against his shoulder as I fisted his shirt in the palms of my hand.

“I know something is definitely wrong, let's sit,” his eyes never leaving mine as he pulled me into the living room his resting on my hips as he made me sit on the couch while he kneeled on the floor in front, holding my hands in his, heating rising to my cheeks as I stared down at our hands.

“You have been on an edge since awhile now. Tell me what's bothering you so we talk about it, let me heal you,” his hand brushed a lock of my hair behind my ear, his hands they were warm and they made me feel safe.

        “Remember I once told you that I've done a lot of bad things—I think a part of me still has to live with it everyday. When I met you and started having feelings for you,” I paused and swallowed hardly, his grip around my hands tightening urging me to say more, with his eyes gleaming even in the dark. I felt myself drowning in the whirlwind of emotions that kept flooding in and out of my head,“I thought may be I can be someone who isn't that bad, I  could simply just love someone. You were so nice to me, the way you took care of me which no normal person would have done. I guess I never knew I just needed you in my life," I spoke in a shaken voice, as his eyes rose arched at my last words, and he sent me a lopsided smile, I held his gaze as he moved his face closer to mine.

             “We all have our pasts. We have all done some things that we regret, I've done some bad things too but that doesn't define us. We can always be the person who we wish to be; our life may not have been perfect but at least we found each other,” My heart faltered hearing those words as I breathed nervously.

My heart ached when he kissed my palm gently, the lingering touch of his mouth against my skin made sparks to zip through my body as I mastered the remaining strength to say what I've been hiding all along in my head; my darkest thought.

        “I am afraid one day you'll find out what I am and you'd hate me. I am scared,” I spoke my voice hoarse as I glanced upwards at the ceiling with my tears at bay I took a large gulp of air to calm my running emotions.

“You think I would ha...hate you?"

Ezra asked softly making me tense as I looked as I stared ahead into his eyes, my hands reaching his face as I graced the skin with the back of my hand, the slight stubble, along his sharp square jaw then to his mouth that was half open,“It’s natural everyone else have done that already you won't be the first,” I murmured softly looking into his eyes, the were the sharpest green I've ever seen. Like forest, rainy days and gloomy soul he was what I would say like a warm summer day.

My fingers pushing into his soft hair at the back of his head and he place each of his hands on my knees grazing them with a pressure as his body slipped between my legs my free hand placed over his shoulder as I stared down into his eyes.

“Paris?”

“Hmm?” I hummed dazed as the man reached towards the back of my head, before holding onto my hair tightly, yet not enough to hurt it.

“I don't know who have hurt you but I would never hate you, Paris,”  he solilquised in an undertone of warmth. Glancing down at his hand on my lap, I glanced back feeling my breath hitch, my body tensing as he leaned before me. His warm breath fanning against my face.

“I made dinner for you. Like to celebrate you getting the job you probably wanted," he spoke, his deep voice soothing my ears as I smiled against his mouth when he very lightly for a brief moment placed his lips against mine,“It must be cold now but I can heat that up while you go take a quick shower.”

“I would love that—wait do we have any beer left?” I asked, laughing light as Ezra grazed my jaw with his teeth bitting it lightly.

“Got that—don’t take too long," he warned as I chuckled again pushing him away slightly, his hands holding me down by my waist as he pushed me further against the couch.

“What are you doing?”

         “Promise me this would be the last time we have this kind of talk? No more sad talks okay?” he smiled down at me as I nodded kissing his cheek softly before we pulled back and I was on my feet again.

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The next day I woke up early to the sound of Ezra’s messy cooking and almost burning the house down; and to think about it he doesn't really know how to cook except ramen or pasta but he just loves cooking. As he would like to say he likes cooking for me.

Staring down at the warm breakfast in my hands I smiled I'm sure he would love it, we both didn't really know how to cook that's why most of the time we're ordering takeouts.

         “Is that all?” The  young cashier asked me as I smiled moving forward when I she handed me my credit card back.

“No—I would like an iced americano  as well,” typing down my order she nodded as I pulled my phone out my pocket to check the time it was subsequently not that late the day was yet to begin, and it was Sunday and we finally had the day to ourselves.

“That’s it,” handing me the takeaway I walked towards the exit, my hands struggling to hold so many things as I crossed the road.

My breath heaving in my chest as I walked the steps to our, front porch my eyes straining down at the floor as then I turned to find the black car parked near our house beside Ezra’s car, my eyes widening with panic as I staggered back and I definitely gasped when the front door was opened and in front of me stood no one but him Taehyung smiling down at me, his smile wicked as if he have already won.

Not understanding what was going on I opened my mouth to speak but shut it close when Ezra appeared from behind him,“Paris you're on time I was just telling your boss how good you're with assembling things and did you know you're accepted you got the jo—” I couldn't hear the rest of his words as I stumbled back when Taehyung suddenly reached down and took the bags from my hands his bare skin touching mine, making me feel intense need to be away from him my heart hammering in my chest when our eyes met and he held my gaze as if telling something.

Something that I knew and didn't want to accept.

TO BE CONTINUED

Author’s note:

I know you all have been eagerly waiting for an update but my college just started kinda and so busy with everything, I hope you all forgive me for that and are understanding my situation.

Well I was writing this I had a thought you guys don't know a lot things about me aside the fact that I write fanfics and make covers lol. But tbh there's isn't much interesting about me.

So I'll start with the starter I'm 18 and an O’level student who's in under a lot of pressure. On my free time I like watching Gossip girl specially when I'm on a writer's block just like today I finished season two again like for the tenth time and it definitely made me feel so inspired. I feel like it's a show where you could definitely relate to certain characters and of course CHUCK and BLAIR their chemistry is out of this world.

Any particular show that you'd
like to recommend?

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