| Eleanor |

I winced.

Knowing well i was dead meat.

I heard his voice right from behind and I still had the evidence of my crime lying in the palm of my hand.

Slowly, oh so slowly, I stood up. . dropping the now useless wire on the ground and then with a brave face . .I turned at him.

I shouldn't have.

It was him.

The one acting like he didn't hear me or see me , the one who broke a girl's heart—

Hair messy, dark eyes stared at me. The silent hostility in them reminding me of thunder bolts in the sky. Some people had the kind of stare that just made you blurt out stuff. .like i did. .

"I. . I didn't do it." I rushed.

My face went hot at the white lie. I knew it matched my face.

His gaze slipped to the the cut off wire and then back at me.

"It was there when I came! I swear!" I lied straight away seeing his jawline protrude, his full mouth pressing into a hard line.

"When you had the guts to cut it up, have the courage to accept it too." He said it with contempt.

His open contempt irked me.

Crossing my arms, I jutted out my jaw.

"Yeah I did it. Sue me."

His face didn't let away any emotion.

"I would but shameless people can't be sued." He cracked a smile , a condescending smile, that hit on my nerves.

Shameless?!

Pot calling the kettle black!!

Before i could control my filter less mouth—

"Well, I'm not the one frolicking at a library. " I mocked not at all liking his blank canvas face.

No shock, no anger. Nothing.

I decided to add more insult to the injury. Him not showing any emotion had me push on him further! I was stubborn like that.

"Did I hit a nerve?" I asked batting my eyes. I had no idea why I was egging him on.

He smiled , a winning smile. .the blue of his eyes darkening.

"Darling ,you have to get in my bed to own that kind of privilege."

I swallowed down the urge to hit him.

"Awww , do you take me for Megan?" I let slip another piece of information. It was enthralling that I had dirt on him.

"Do you want me to?" He counter attack left me like a fish out of water.

The way he was looking at me. .like he could see behind my clothes. .under my soul. .it was overwhelming me and pissing me off.

No man had ever looked at me like he knew all my secrets!

"Can you stop selling yourself every single second, whore?"

His dark eyes flared brightly and my heart felt a rush of .  . satisfaction.

"Define whore." He said in the most casual voice in the world. Like he had all the time in the world.

What was this hot guy doing arguing with me?

And why was I entertaining his used ass?

I crossed my arms and pretended to think.

"Hmmm, let's see. You lure girls into bed and make them feel like the only girl in the world and then. .Megan happens." I smiled brightly. Giving him a mock conclusion.

He had been listening to my analysis with rapt attention which was annoying! He didn't know me! Why such attention?!

"Number 1, girls happily jumps my bones and number 2, when there is nothing to start at . .how can it be over?"

I was. .confused.

Why was he explaining all this?

"I tell them how it's going to be like. I warn them off. "

"Why are you telling me all this?" I shrugged.

Ryan kept staring at me until I shifted on my feet, his gaze intense when really it wasn't.

Just the blue of his eyes intensifying everything. .

"Because you look like you can keep a secret." He said it softly. . warming my heart like I was the only girl in the world—

What the fudge!!

"Right. Don't try your shit on me." I grumbled, now feeling embarrassed for my ninja move earlier. . glancing down at the useless wire. .I chewed my bottom lip. Guess I should have the courage to accept it too. "I did it. Sorry for all this. ."

He nodded.

"It's alright."

I glanced at him in disbelief.

"So no hard feelings?" I gave him a sheepish smile.

Ryan shook his head.

And then before I could utter anything, he turned away and immediately walked away.

Leaving me . .wondering.

And somewhat wanting to go after him.

Now it did scare me for a moment because i didn't know the guy! I shouldn't be wanting to go after him. He may be a serial killer, a Ted Bundy with a hot face.

But why did it feel wrong not to go after him?

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The ground was huge and I was . .lost.

Not exactly.

After pulling that little stunt , I had walk all the way here to . .let go.

Since I could make out the stage and the crowd from a distance. I was standing at a dark secluded place with nothing but trees all around. Closing my eyes, I let out a breath. . .

A calming breath.

Define whore.

I cursed.

That stupid intriguing man!

Now and then the breeze would carry the screaming of the crowd. ., guess they fixed the wire,and then it would vanish the next second. If only they could shut up—

Crunch!

I jumped out of my skin and slapped a hand over my thudding heart!

Crunch!

Someone was walking over dead dry leaves!

Someone I couldn't see!

I wasn't going to be the idiot girl who yells who's there! Instead I acted like a statue. Breathing slowly while my eyes searched around for the culprit in the dark.

At first I couldn't see him. .

And then I saw him.

Not him but the tiny flame of a cigarette and the distinct smell of nicotine. The guy was five feet apart from me . .he looked like a black shadow. His hand lifting up—rumpling his hair as he drew in the smoke.

Something told me I knew this guy.

That just made my mood fall into shit!

"Hey dipshit!" My voice broke the silence like an ugly slap. "Smoke somewhere else!"

He didn't jump like I did.

He didn't move.

Or acknowledged me.

If that didn't make me mad , I don't know what would!

Throwing caution to the wind, I marched up to him—my fists clenched and my face red—not that he could see.

Just as I got near him, the smoke hit me squarely in the face forcing me to inhale it. I coughed.

"If you ," cough, "wanna die," cough ,"be my guest! Stop killing me with your cigarette!" I snapped.

He continued acting like I wasn't around.

"What's the matter? Mommy didn't taught you to speak?" I mocked knowing well I was trespassing the boundaries.

Just when I was contemplating into hitting him—

"Don't talk to me." He said it a calm manner unlike me.

"I'm gonna talk however the hell i want to! Quit smoking in my face!" My voice was high.

"You have the choice to walk away." He repeated like he didn't hear me talk.

My anger got the best of me.

"I got here first! This is my spot!" I grounded.

It wasn't but hell gotta freeze over if I moved!

The dark didn't allow me to have a look at his expressions.

His silence made me bold.

"You might be used to people doing as you wish but incase you didn't notice, I'm not one of your little fan." I mocked , surprising myself at being an ultimate bitch.

"I don't want you to be either."

What?

His answer took me aback. Stumped me. And he didn't wait.

Dumping away the cigg , he glanced at me.

"It looks like you're burning from inside , Eleanor. " His dark figure said. .

How did he. .

No had ever. .

He smirked.

"Don't look at me like that. I know because I have been there. I'm still there."

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