I Am The Luna

RED: Yeah, can’t sleep. Why are you awake?

ATTICUS: I’d say thinking about you but not exactly. Mind if I come over? There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.

There’s a pause.

RED: Sure.

Getting up,

I don’t bother grabbing a shirt and leaving my room, I shut the door quietly behind me before that asshole kicks up a fucking storm about me going to her room like we aren’t fucking adults.

Before I knock on her door, it’s pulled open and I’m not expecting her to look so… fucking hot.

Her hair is wet, and her makeup free face, with her pouty pink lips and that glowing skin makes me want to run my fingers through her hair and kiss her…

She’s wearing a satin cami without a bra with matching satin pyjama bottoms and it’s taking a lot not to stare at her breasts.

Bad idea to come to her room.

Fuck.

“I didn’t want anyone to know you’re here,” she says, closing the door.

“Yeah, or Jai will throw a fit. It’s pretty much all he’s good at.” I reply mockingly.

She tilts her head, and that’s when I realise her eyes are bloodshot red. She’s been

crying…

“He’s just…. protective of his friend.” She says, now looking down as she plays with

the string tie of her pants.

“Yeah…” I say as I scan the room. “Something crossed my mind. Red, and I really

wish I was not the one saying this but…”

I turn towards her, crossing my arms as she looks at me, concerned.

“What is it?” she asks, almost as if she’s ready to hear something rough again.

I close the gap between us and cup her face, not caring if I’m overstepping.

“It might be a little rough, but hear me out,” I say, softly caressing her cheeks.

She nods, but she doesn’t push me away.

“Since everything that’s happened with Sebastian, I don’t know. Something has felt off.” I hate that I’m the one who’s going to fucking maybe back him, but if there’s some truth in what I’m about to say, then I’m all for it…

Her eyes flash with hurt and I continue knowing I have to finish what I want to say,

even if it isn’t easy.

“After tonight, I really felt like I might be right. Don’t get me wrong, you are

incredibly strong Zaia, but Sebastian is a skilled fighter, there is no way you would have won in a match with him unless- unless he let you.”

There I said it.

Her face drops, and she pulls away. “What are you trying to say?” she asks, almost

accusingly.

She’s fucking hurting and I hate that bastard for not being here for her. She’s always fucking left alone.

I rake my hand through my hair.

“I don’t really know, fuck I don’t know. I just… maybe there’s a reason that he joined them, or that he’s there. He warned us about not going anywhere with the rogues… and the fact he didn’t come with us. I feel there might be more. I mean, maybe there’s an incentive, something he’ll get out of going to their side. I don’t know-”

“The antidote.” She murmurs.

“What?” I say as she now looks around the room unseeing, her breasts heaving as if

something has just hit her.

“The antidote, for Sia. I think he went for Sia.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

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Her voice is shaking as she clamps a hand over her mouth before she turns and rushes to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

“Zaia…” I say as I approach the door, but all I hear is the stifled sobs of a broken-

hearted woman…

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