❝Silly me, forgot rich boys doesn't have hearts❞ the rose like heart of the girl standing afar broke into crystals.
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Life like a frail miserable fairy tale. A heart of a white dove. Had less but genuine people ar...
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"I guess i won't"
Mary I woke up by super sharp rays of scroching sun stabbing staright into my eyes forcing me to wake up from my so called sleep. I groaned in frustration as a keen pain made it's way to my head. I pulled my hair to calm my head down and ease my pain my eyes still closed.
I tried to changed my side but the heaviness on my body dismissed this act of mine. Lazily opening my eyes to see the weight i found levi sleeping with his arms tightly wrapped around my waist and his head buried in the crook of my neck.
Our legs tangled with one another and his breaths accompanying mine. His hot breath giving me a tingling sensation on my neck, running a cold shiver down my spine.
My heart nervously thumping inside my chest as i saw my chest rise and fall back rapidly. His messy raven black hair spread all over his face covering his sharp cold grey orbs.
His pink plumpy rosy lips slightly opened making him look perfectly cute. His mascular naked upper body revealing his beginning abs laid onto me trapping me in this position.Our bodies super close to each other that not even air could pass through.
I tried my best to wiggle out of his warm embrace without waking him up but he seemed like never letting go of me. His lazily pulling me closer to him everytime i tried to move made my heart tickle insideout.
My eyes still burning from last night's crying session and my nose probably be red as a bunny's. Gulping down some of my saliva to sooth down the grieve pain in my throat i closed my eyes and heaved a long deep sigh.
Trying for the last time to slide out of this gluing position i untangled our legs which made me earn a groan from the grumpy himself.
"Stay..." he wishpered in an annoyed yet lazy voice.
I dead stopped, my hand still onto his strong muscular forearm and my eues glued to our legs. Saying this he pulled me closer once again when my red burning brown eyes met his piercing grey ones.
His eyes lazily trailing my face and then closed again. Shifting my head back straight on the pillow i gulped once again.
"You were awake?" I asked not sure if he's awake or drifted to sleep already.
"Before you" he muffled in my neck.
I felt my cheeks burn when i finally stuttered more than speaking
"Umm...we both....i think we should not be sleeping like this..."
I waited for his answer ready to get dark glances from him. But no. I was wrong. He untangled us both from the embrace and sat up on the bed.
Stretching and cracking a few of his bones he ran his hand through his silky smooth hair earning a slight blush from me. I also sat up on the bed and heaved a deep sigh mixed with a lazy yawn. Rubbing my eyes i put my bare feet on the cold floor.
But it relaxed my body a bit. Standing straight on my feet i made my way towards the curtains. My every foot step making a creak sound growing the silence more tense. I finally slide the curtains when the sunshine welcomed me in it's own warmth.
Hugging myself i closed my eyes and loosened every sore and tight muscle of my body to relax myself. But when ever i close my eyes instead of wanting my brain to calm down it only gets worse.
The sorrow pain in my heart never leaving my heart. The anxiety level never falling down. The dark spot in my heart never leaving, or making a place for some peace or tranquillity in my heart. But I'm used to to ain't i? I'm used to all of this pressure that my mind puts on me.
I'm used to edure this distress. And i also know how to overcome all of this. Then why is there a pressure full of pain and sadness revolving around my head, forcing me not to throw these thoughts out of my mind? Is it because i shared my tainted and miserable past with someone other than sister daisy? I think it really is the cause.
I was snapped out of the trail of my thoughts when i heard a clearance of someone's throat. Little did i know that a single tears was sliding down my cheek. I blinked a few times and quickly wiped the tear with the back of my hand.
I turned around just to find out a breath taking levi standing with his hands in his sweatpant's pockets staring me staright into my soul. He wore a white button up shirt with its buttons opened revealing his toned body. His gaze never leaving mine.
He took a few steps closer so now it was more easy to trail his eyes head to toe on me. We both stood there in silence not breaking the challenging eye contact. After a few nerve wracking seconds i was the one to break the eye contact.
Ignoring him not wanting to answer him about anything i rushed towards the bathroom when i was stopped in my tracks by none other than levi's hand holding my upper arm stopping me to walk any further.
"What is it?" I asked in a low voice more like a wishper not looking at him.
"I should be asking the same question" he said pulling me back so know i was in front of him. He gave me a sharp glare which continuously begged me to tell him what i was bottling up inside of me.
But am i or will i ever share this with anyone again? I guess I'll not because it only makes me weak and miserable infront of everyone and even in my own sight.
