- KILLIAN -
She’s avoiding . It’s one thing to be understanding but it’s another to try to put up with it when I have so much going on.
Hazel has not said a damn word to for days. I’ve had no texts. No calls. Not even so much as a gaze from her and we literally are in the sa school. I can’t take this any longer. It’s getting frustrating. Ridiculously frustrating. I, for one, would never do this to her. Not even if I was threatened at gun point because deep down, I’d know how it’ll break her, so I’d rather my skin be broken instead. I let out a strained groan.
A good thing to take into consideration is the fact that she dumped you, I’m reminded. I let out a heavy sigh. Even if she dumped , does that take away everything we shared? Every feeling? Every emotion? Every damn ti we looked at each other and said the words; I love you?
Surely it doesn’t. I can’t seem to get the thought of her out of my mind, not even for a second and I’d expect it to be the sa on her end because I am selfish and want to be the only one invading her head, even now. There’s no possible way she can just forget , I’m not soone that’s easily forgotten. And even if, she’s the last person I want moving on from . My gaze softens.
Even if sothing happens to us, I don’t ever want her to move on. Not for a mont, not even after years to co.
Soone cos into my office, disrupting my thoughts. Not the person I expected to present herself to in a thousand years. It’s Lorelei.
YaY, I think sarcastically as I roll my eyes, just the person I need to see. I’m bored already.
“Good morning, Killian.”
“Good morning to you too.”
She walks to my desk. As usual, she’s dressed in a corporate suit. This is actually the first ti I’ve looked at her long enough to notice how good she looks. From head to toe. I guess the eyes does wonders when the woman in question doesn’t flirt with you.
“The dean told to give you this. It’s a combined list of students taking mixed courses. He wants to know which is taking which course for a proper arrangent of the examination. We don’t want a case where both exam courses a student offers fall on the sa day and hour, it’ll be drastic.” She hands a file. One thing about shitty days is that life goes on. The urge to terminate half of the population has never felt so pungent. I just want to focus on one thing. . . One person. . . And one situation at a ti but I can’t.
I take the file from her. “Thank you.” I already have the data of my students stored in my computer but if she wants the old fashioned way, I’ll give it to her. It can help waste ti. I have way too much on my hands.
Lorelei smiles. Her blonde hair is curled into a wolf cut bun which hangs over her shoulder. It fits her. Would I tell her though? Nope. I doubt the maturity of people these days, Asami has proven that being an adult does not necessarily an one is mature. For all I know, it could take one complint to make her assu I’m flirting. It’s the last thing I want.
“You can give them to when you’re done or directly to the dean. The decision is up to you.”
“I’ll take this into consideration.” I murmur to her, opening the file. I let my eyes examine it for quite a while before letting a sigh out. This is definitely what I don’t need and need right now. I look up to face Lorelei. “Is there anything else you want to bring to my notice or can I aid you with anything?” I question.
“No, nothing. Sorry.” She breath, gushing and nearly mixing words. Lorelei tucks strands of hair behind her ears, biting the end of her lower lip. “It’s just,” she continues. “I almost forgot how much of a fine man you are.” Well, thank distance for that.
“I appreciate the complint.” I respond.
“It’s my pleasure.” Lorelei clears her throat. “I’ll see myself out.”
I flash her a half smile. She’s grown. It’s admirable. She’s not throwing herself at soone and that is a good sense of self worth awareness. I observe her as she leaves my office. My eyes catches a glimpse of soone before Lorelei closes the door.
This makes a sharp breath leave my mouth. It’s Hazel. My jaw tightens. She is with people and she seems to be doing okay.
No fucking way.
“Leave the door open, Lorelei, please.” I call out before she could shut the door. A simple smile forms on Lorelei’s lips as she spares a stare, leaving my door slightly open before fully walking out.
A frustrated groan escape my lips as my eyes lay on Hazel ardently. My gaze narrows, studying her every movent as she interacts with the people with her. She looks so carefree and happy and that makes sothing in sting.
I want the best for this girl, genuinely, I do, and I’d do anything to give it to her but watching her be this way with others when she cast aside is enraging. It’s maddening. Provoking. Mind gruelling. It feels like a punishnt and I hate being on the receiving end of punishnts.
I prefer giving it.
My weight gets off my seat as I stand, peering at her. There is no way in hell I’m letting her off anymore. It’s been days and my patience has run out. If the girl won’t co to , then I’ll go to her. I’ll remind her what it’s like being with that there would be no option to say no. Not like I won’t give her a choice, she’s the one person I’ll let decide freely but I’ll be sure that there would be no ‘no’ choice.
My hand reaches for my phone on my desk and I call her line. Right in front of , Hazel picks her phone out of her pocket, stares at her screen and drops it back where she took it from.
The line cuts on my end. Un-fucking-believable. She did that without hesitation.
This marks the end of my patience.
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