Page 4 of Illicit Games


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Oh, but he’s already won.

“I’m sorry.” I tear myself away from him with a hard shove. Meeting his eyes that make me feel like the prettiest girl in the world, I break his heart. “We’re over, Mr. Singhania. Please leave.”

Without waiting for his reaction, because it’ll weaken my resolve, I give him my back.

There’s no sound except for our low breathing and the breaking of hearts.

I shut my eyes, feeling his heat behind my back.

In a blink, it’s gone and I hear the door slam shut.

Falling to my knees on the harsh ground, I fall apart into pieces.

***

The parchedness in my throat jerks me awake. I feel the bed beneath my back, while having no memories of how I got into it.

Events of last night return in a flurry, making me wish I had never woken up.

I’m dead inside, while my body is cold from head to toe.

A life without Kian’s warmth isn’t worth living.

How am I supposed to function?

Sitting upright against the headboard, I look out the small window just above my bed. The skyline and the chirping noise of the birds used to bring a smile to my face. Today, it’s cloudy and no birds are singing. As if they sensed a sad person resides here.

The bed on the opposite side of the room is empty, indicating my roommate never came back last night. I thought being around someone would distract me from the pain. Yet I feel lonelier than ever.

Jumping down from the lumpy mattress, I step into the bathroom to rinse my face and brush my teeth. I’m going home to my parents. It’s the only place that’ll bring a semblance of peace while I heal from the heartbreak and betrayal.

One night and I’ve managed to lose both my best friend and my lover.

The suitcase is packed and resting against the wall beside the door. Grabbing the handle, I unlock the door and throw it open. My grip on the suitcase’s handle loosens, sending it crashing to the floor.

“K-Kian?” I stammer.

He’s sitting on the dirty floor of the hallway in front of my door. Still wearing last night’s clothes, sans jacket, as he leans his back against the wall, one knee bent and supporting his arm. With a tilt of his head, his ashen eyes lock on mine.

My knees buckle at the gut-wrenching sight of him.

He never left.

As if we’re one body and two souls, he hears the thought in my mind. “I’m not going anywhere without you, Rainbow.”

“Kian…”

“Push me away all you want.”

“Kian—”

“We’renotover.”

My vision blurs with tears as I close the gap and kneel, throwing myself into his waiting arms. I break down as he crushes me against his chest. “I’m s-sorry. I’m-m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he consoles, kissing the top of my head. “I’ll give you space, but I’ll never walk away and let you go.”

“I tried to end it.” I sob. “I tried so hard, but I failed. I begged him to let me go. He wouldn’t listen.”