My heart hammered inside my chest. I begged my breath to slow down, but it came out like a gasp and growing faster as I continue to stand there.

I can barely move, and everything around me started spinning. And without really thinking of what to do next, I ran. I ran outside in the heavy pouring rain. Leaving behind everything, and I ran to nowhere.

I didn't know where my feet were leading me, but I couldn't stop. My heart is rapidly beating out of my chest. Hot tears fell down my eyes, and I could barely see anything. But I kept running and running with no destination in the storm.

I knew leaving work in the middle of my shift will cause me a great deal of trouble. But I didn't care. I had to get out, and if I didn't now, then I will only suffer more.

He was back. He actually came back despite everything he said to me. He showed up standing right in front of me with that evil grin.

He was once a man I thought I could call a friend, but he was nothing of the sort and will never be.

I ran till I found myself home. But no part of me wanted to go in. I just stood there in the middle of my neighbourhood, breathing loudly.

"What are you doing?" Liam asked. He stood there in the front of his home, throwing away his finished cigarette to the side. "You're going to get hit-" I didn't even let him finish his sentence before I ran to him, throwing my arms around his waist and leaning my head against his chest and cried.

He froze under me. His hand still at his side. But he didn't move, nor did he say anything when he finally brought his arms around my body holding, tight against him.

"He came back," I say, tears rolling out of my eyes. "Despite, everything he still came back,"

Liam didn't ask me who. He didn't question me once, and all he did was hold me as I continued to cry. His one hand rested on my lower back while the other was, holding my head against his shoulder.

-

He brought me a warm tea, wrapping me with a blanket.

I never knew Liam could ever be this kind, and I appreciated him for it.

He sat down next to me. "Are you warm enough?" He asked. I nodded my head taking, a sip from the tea.

"Thank you," I mumbled. He didn't say anything just, watched me. "Um, I didn't mean to cause you so much trouble," I told him.

"It's not like I haven't caused you any," he said, shrugging his shoulder. I didn't know what to say to that so, I didn't say anything.

"I should probably go..." I said, getting up from the couch, still wrapped in the blanket.

"What happened?" He asked me.

I turned to look at him, my eyes shifting to his.

"He's back. Jace," I whispered.

I knew Jace and Liam didn't get along for whatever reason, and I didn't know how he would take this. But he only looked confused.

"Jace?" He raised an eyebrow.

I nodded my head. "He was gone,"

"Why does it matter whether he was back or not?" He questioned.

I didn't know how to tell him. What would he do if he found out that he was the reason Noah was dead? How am I supposed to utter those words when I tried my best not to even think about it?

Noah was killed. None of it was an accident.

Liam believes I was the reason for his death, and maybe if I hadn't gone looking for my phone Noah would still be here with us right now, but me telling him he was killed would it change anything?

But I knew he needed to know. He deserves to know.

"Jace is the reason why Noah is dead..." I said so quietly I wasn't even sure if he heard me.

But Liam's face fell. He barely reacted. He stood there looking at me but didn't utter a single word.

He instead came up to me, standing directly in front of me and took my face in the palm of his hand and said: "please don't hate me," and kissed me.

His lips met mine softly and slowly. I was too stunned to move at first, but I eased into the kiss shortly after and kissed him back. The butterflies inside my stomach erupted, and I had forgotten about everything. This was nothing like the last time he kissed. This was hungrier as if this is the last time he will ever get to touch me.

My hands wrapped around his back as he kissed me harder. My nails digging into his back, and then we were on the couch. He hovered on top of me and pinned both my hands above my head. He kissed against my jaw and travelled down to my neck. I bit my lips and pulled him closer to me.

But then it struck me. I couldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be. What was wrong with me? I let my guard so quickly and let him ruin me all over again.

"Stop," I whispered, panting. He didn't. He continued until I put a hand on his chest and pushed him up slightly.

"What are you doing...? What am I doing?" I asked, questioned myself about my own actions.

He got off me and the couch and stood in front of me.

I hurried onto my feet, ready to just get out of there, but I stopped.

What was going through my head? I told him Noah was killed, and he kissed me, and I let him. I let him, and worst of it all I, enjoyed every moment of it, and I couldn't think about anything else than to have him kiss me like that again.

But I needed to know. Why would he do that? Why did he kiss me?

"Why did you do that?" I asked him.

He didn't answer right away. He bit his lip and backed away from me. "Because I know you're never going to forgive me,"

I looked at him, confused, waiting for him to continue.

"I know." He said.

"You know what?" I asked him.

"That night I knew Jace was the reason Noah died,"

My eyes widened, and I couldn't believe what he said.

"Noah and Jace were rivals, and when he won that night, Jace fuckin got his revenge!" He screamed.

But everything he was saying to me didn't make sense to me.

Rivals? Revenge?

"What do you mean rivals? Noah is not like that?" I told him.

Noah was one of the kindest people I have ever known. There was no way he would even have someone that wouldn't get along with him, and if they didn't, he would do anything to make them like him.

He had always been that way from the day I had meant him. But rivals? That didn't even make sense to me.

I know my Noah.

"I shouldn't be telling you any of this!" He said, frustrated. "Go home, Storm," He walked away and faced away from me.

"No! You don't get to tell me to go home without giving me an explanation," I went around him standing, directly in his face, but he didn't look at me.

He took a long sigh. "I can't," he said, his eyes still not meeting mine.

"Why, Liam? You can't always do this to me. I have every right to know. Noah was mine. I loved him and-"

"THAT'S WHY! YOU ALWAYS FUCKIN LOVED HIM," he screamed in my face. I took a step back, startled at his outburst. "You never saw how much I loved you too..." He whispered.

"Stop. Don't tell me this," I said.

"Why? Huh? If you didn't feel, anything you wouldn't have kissed me back,"

"That doesn't matter,"

"It matters to me, damn it!" He yelled once again.

"Liam, please. Just please stop. You never once showed me that you cared about me, so don't say things like this and confuse me more than I already feel,"

"Confused?" He tilted his head back and laughed. He actually laughed.

"Why, Liam? Why? Do you always do this? I can't. Noah was killed. Jace murdered your best friend," I reminded him.

He stopped and looked at me and took a long sigh.

"You don't care, do you? You never care about anything ever!" I yelled and turned around to get out of there.

"Jace didn't murder Noah. He was part of the reason, but he didn't do it," he said, and I stopped.

"What?" I asked.

"It was my fault that he even fought that day. It was all my fault. I killed my best friend," He said as if he realized it himself right now. "All because I was in love with his girl,"

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Hello, my lovelies! How are you guys?

I hope you enjoyed this early update! This was an intense one for sure.

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Just another girl