I'll pack everything and just leave because, isn't that what you wanted? -Unknown
Lyla
I snuggled closer to the warm, hard but comfortable thing that held me.
I sighed happily.
Wait, where am I?
I jump out of my sleep so sudden, my vision was a bit blurry for a few seconds.
My eyes worked slowly to adjust to the light. But when they did, everything looks normal.
I'm in my couch, there's a blanket over me and a man looking down at me.
Perfectly norm-
Wait what?! A man looking down at me?!
I looked up and quickly back away.
I sighed a heavy sigh of relief as I realize that its only Moloch, my driver.
I'll call him my driver because body guard seems a bit too much.
"Oh, Moloch, you scared me." I breathed.
He laughed, "I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to do that."
I sat up and rubbed my still sleeping eyes.
"What were you doing here though?" I asked, now realizing the compromising position we were in.
"The door was unlocked, you were all alone and sleeping.......in an unlocked house. Was I suppose to leave you here unprotected and vulnerable?" He asked.
I looked down. He was right.
"Thank you." I said softly.
He only nodded and got up.
When he was about to leave I called to him. He turned around.
"I made up my mind." I stated.
He nodded, "What is it?"
"I'll be ready in three hours." I said softly.
"Good." He said with a wide smile.
I smiled back.
My decisionwas made.......
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"But Lyla this is completely stupid! How could you leave when you JUST came back?!" Gen screamed at me.
I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Gen you're over reacting." I say simply.
I hear Wes grunt and I look his way but he looks at the ground.
After I had packed and everything, I had called two best friends over to talk about my decision.
It wasn't going as smoothly as I had hoped.
Gen was actually taking it exactly how I expected. Like mad woman.
But Wes wouldn't even look me in the eye.
It would have been better if he was yelling at me too. I would take that any day over this awful silent treatment.
It hurted, really.
But I deserved it and I get that.
"I'm over reacting?! Me not wanting my best friend to leave me again is over reacting?!" She screams.
I couldn't help but smile at that.
"Look, Gen, I love you more than the air I breathe but you gotta understand, I can't stay here." I said smiling.
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Love in the Dark
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