Terrance's POV

Anytime those memories approached my mind, my eyes got blood shot with unshed tears unlike how it would have been if I were a child. So I decided to do what I usually did.

I placed back the picture into the drawer and moved to the balcony. I found Esther standing there with her back facing me and she was constantly spreading her palms on her cheeks.

I furrowed my brows in confusion and walked closer to her.

"Esther?" I called with my voice drained of emotion and she spread her palm on her cheeks once more and faced me.

"Yeah?" She replied in a cracked voice which was quite unusual.

"Why are you crying? " I asked and she sighed a shaky sigh.

"If I told you the reason, will there be something you could have done?" She asked raising her brows and I went silent.

"How does it feel if you do something horrible in the past and it's gonna continue haunting you in the present and future? " She asked and tears freely flowed on her cheeks and I felt a slight ache in my heart. Shit. Why? ugh?

"What did you do?" I asked still frowning.

"I used to eat unicorns." She said pressing her lips into a thin line and my lips slightly parted.

Then she rolled her teary eyes.

"Do you think people trust others enough just to tell them anything? " She asked folding her arms together.

"Is it because of what I said?" I asked.

"Don't fool yourself Terrance, I'd never cry over you." She sniffed.

She was right. You can't trust anyone that easily and besides, why should I even care whether she's crying or not?

Because it pains you to see her sad.

Fuck off.

She turned herself making her back face me again and she drowned her eyes into the pitch black sky as the air blew her chestnut ponytail. My body wanted to moved to her back and embrace her but I felt stiff.

I went to my room and sat on my bed as sleep refuse to come to me.

"Oh fuck it!" I growled climbing out of bed back to the balcony dragged her backwards and embraced her. I allowed her to cry into my chest.

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Esther's POV

I stood on the tall table and lifted the cobweb cleaner to clean the new ones. I was drowned in thoughts that I cleared every conner.

I shouldn't have stabbed him. But he wanted to force himself on me! I told my dad several times but he brushed it off.

What a sensible, useful dad.

At age 15, I attempted murder.
Fuck.

But unfortunately the person I stabbed didn't die(not that I wanted him to die.)and now he's back.

Now Esther, you need to relax, Don't be afraid, you're fearless and you better concentrate on the cobwebs before-

I dropped the cobweb cleaner and gasped loudly when I fell into some muscular arms as I wrapped my arms around the person's neck.

I slowly opened my obsidian eyes to look into the familiar pale green ones which were giving me a blank look.

I wanted to to stay like this, in warmth but instead of my heart to shut up, it was thumping.

Do you want Terrance to hear you? Shut up!

I can't!

"Can you put me down now?" I asked and he broke our stare by rolling his eyes and helped me stand in my feet.

"Dude, you broke my legs so there fore, you have to help me clean the cobwebs," I announced picking up the cobweb cleaner.

"And what makes you think I'll do that?" He asked.

"Jerk." I mumbled when he walked away.

"Hey, so you still won't help me?" I shouted behind him.

Who knows? He's got menstrual cramps.

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"You bitch!" He yelled and smacked his hand across my face.

"You bitcher." I breathed out breathing heavily. He grabbed my upper arm, yanked me onto my feet and pressed himself slightly to me.

"Say you love me!" he demanded and I spat into his face.

"Never!" I screamed."I hate you, you bastard!"

He slapped me again and made me sit forcibly. He then took a gun out of his pocket and pointed the top to my forehead.

I jerked up from bed and held my chest which contained my rapid beating heart. I was completely bathed in sweat over the nightmare I had. Shit.

I got out of bed and ambled downstairs and I halted my steps when I also met up with Terrance.

"And where are you going? " He demanded in his usual low deep voice as he crossed his arms in front of gist chest making his biceps bulge more and looked down to me.

"Neptune, and you?" I asked also folding my arms. He ignored my question and walked past me making his arm hit my shoulder.

"Hey you giant! Watch where you're going!" I yelled behind him and he stopped his steps. He turned around and started walking slowly towards me.

"What did you call me?" His deep voice rumbled when he was still walking towards me.

"Giant!" I repeated when he was an arms length away.

"Huh?" His velvety voice asked again when he finally reached me.

"Giant." I repeated lowly looking up and gasped when my back met the pillar.

"What?" He asked lowly and bended to my height making our faces inches apart and he folded his strong arms above my head.

"Gi..G.." I stuttered distracted by his lips.

"Huh?" He aksed again when his face was now centimetres away and I went mute, for real.

It wasn't due to fear, it was due to his proquinity.

Shit.

"Better." He said and I looked at his lips which had curved up into the most sexist smirk ever.

Heart: wanna kiss 'em?

Mind: I'm gonna move her to it.

Guys what the fuck?

"And since you're here, go make me some popcorn." He ordered moving back and my breathing came in check.

I was hungry as well so I nodded and left to the kitchen. When I began to cook it, I got so caught up in it I started singing End game by Taylor Swift.

''I hit you like bang

We tried to forget it, but we just couldn't

And I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em

Reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy

I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me

And I can't let you go, your hand print's on my soul

It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold

You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks

So here's the truth from my red lips

I wanna be your endgame

I wanna be your first string

I wanna be your A Team

I wanna be your endgame, endgame

I wanna be your endgame

I wanna be your first string

I wanna be your A Team

I wanna be your endgame, endgame."

I turned my back only to find Terrance staring at me with the corners of his lips lifting a very little bit.

Just a Teeny bit.

I blushed crimson as I looked away and poured the popcorn into a bowl.

Mental note: Never, I mean never ever sing in the kitchen or you might end up dancing.

He sat on the counter top still looking at me as I approached him with the popcorn. He took the bowl from my hands and when I was about to dip my hand into the yummy mouth watering popcorn, he lifted the bowl.

"I'm hungry." I whined and jumped onto the counter to sit by him. I raised my hand and pushed down the bowl and began eating the popcorn greedily as he ate his slowly giving me a weird look.

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