gaze lingers on the hallway through which the man in suit disappeared.
He’s gone.
Accompanying song: “Once Upon a Dream” by Lana Del Rey
Providence, Rhode Island – April 20 th , 2013
From behind a tree, I gaze at his house, cowering in my shoes. It’s a huge tower close to Burnside Park and the Providence River. Glimmering white and red, the building looks chic, certainly above any payroll I could ever achieve.
I wonder if this is really where he lives. Then again, the street sign does match what I found; 22 St. Paul’s Street. 613 must be very high up.
Tentatively, I walk inside; afraid I might be kicked out for just showing up here. I feel uneasy being in here, as if it’s against the rules. There is a guard sitting in front of a desk with a phone right in front of him. I don’t see any buttons on the wall, so I guess I’ll have to go to him to visit Sebastian. Except, I’m too afraid to even talk to him. Sweat trickles down my forehead as fear settles in my core. I hate this feeling like anything could go wrong at any minute. Before I was in the hospital, I never used to feel this way, but now I feel in danger at every corner. As if someone could snag me up, gag me, put a bag over my head, and drag me into a van any second.
Absurd.
And yet, it still crosses my mind.
In a moment of weakness, I turn my back on the guard who was staring at me, waiting for me to make a move. Instead, I hurry out of the building and walk to the alley on the other side. There, I break down in tears. Stop being so weak, Lillith. I repeat this mantra over and over in my head until I’m calm enough to think of a plan.
When I look up, I notice this alley isn’t exactly an alley. There’s a wall, but there’s also a window. Curiously gazing inside, I discover it’s a gym. There are people lifting weights, drinking water, working out.
There’s someone running on the treadmill facing me. His blond hair is tucked back into an elastic band, his forehead glistening, his lips parted, and sweat dripping down his chin. His jaw tightens, and his light blue eyes widen as he spots me. The machine comes to a stop. When our eyes meet, my world falls apart.
Sebastian is real.
And he’s seen me.
Whatever happens now will bring me either peace or pain. I’ll accept it all. For him.
I walk toward the glass and place my hand on it, gazing at him, waiting for him to make a move. Even from afar, I can tell his sculpted body is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. When he throws his towel over his shoulder and steps off the device my eyes are glued to his half-naked body. His sweatpants hang loosely on his hips as he walks toward the dressing room and glances one last time at me. That one last time makes me shiver. His eyes aren’t sweet or gentle at all. They’re volatile; like he could murder someone. It’s a look I can’t ignore.
After a while, he comes outside. I’m already waiting in front of the door, longing to see him, longing to talk to him, longing to feel him.
He walks down the steps of the building in a hurry.
“Sebastian …” I whisper, the words coming out without much control.
Making a fist, he stops in his tracks right in front of me. My heart begins to pound.
When he opens his mouth, I lose what remains of my sanity.
“Who are you?”
Sebastian and Lillith’s story continues in the full-length novel SNARE , which comes out on November 25 th .
Click here to preorder SNARE , Book 1 in the Delirious Series!
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He’s gone.
Accompanying song: “Once Upon a Dream” by Lana Del Rey
Providence, Rhode Island – April 20 th , 2013
From behind a tree, I gaze at his house, cowering in my shoes. It’s a huge tower close to Burnside Park and the Providence River. Glimmering white and red, the building looks chic, certainly above any payroll I could ever achieve.
I wonder if this is really where he lives. Then again, the street sign does match what I found; 22 St. Paul’s Street. 613 must be very high up.
Tentatively, I walk inside; afraid I might be kicked out for just showing up here. I feel uneasy being in here, as if it’s against the rules. There is a guard sitting in front of a desk with a phone right in front of him. I don’t see any buttons on the wall, so I guess I’ll have to go to him to visit Sebastian. Except, I’m too afraid to even talk to him. Sweat trickles down my forehead as fear settles in my core. I hate this feeling like anything could go wrong at any minute. Before I was in the hospital, I never used to feel this way, but now I feel in danger at every corner. As if someone could snag me up, gag me, put a bag over my head, and drag me into a van any second.
Absurd.
And yet, it still crosses my mind.
In a moment of weakness, I turn my back on the guard who was staring at me, waiting for me to make a move. Instead, I hurry out of the building and walk to the alley on the other side. There, I break down in tears. Stop being so weak, Lillith. I repeat this mantra over and over in my head until I’m calm enough to think of a plan.
When I look up, I notice this alley isn’t exactly an alley. There’s a wall, but there’s also a window. Curiously gazing inside, I discover it’s a gym. There are people lifting weights, drinking water, working out.
There’s someone running on the treadmill facing me. His blond hair is tucked back into an elastic band, his forehead glistening, his lips parted, and sweat dripping down his chin. His jaw tightens, and his light blue eyes widen as he spots me. The machine comes to a stop. When our eyes meet, my world falls apart.
Sebastian is real.
And he’s seen me.
Whatever happens now will bring me either peace or pain. I’ll accept it all. For him.
I walk toward the glass and place my hand on it, gazing at him, waiting for him to make a move. Even from afar, I can tell his sculpted body is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. When he throws his towel over his shoulder and steps off the device my eyes are glued to his half-naked body. His sweatpants hang loosely on his hips as he walks toward the dressing room and glances one last time at me. That one last time makes me shiver. His eyes aren’t sweet or gentle at all. They’re volatile; like he could murder someone. It’s a look I can’t ignore.
After a while, he comes outside. I’m already waiting in front of the door, longing to see him, longing to talk to him, longing to feel him.
He walks down the steps of the building in a hurry.
“Sebastian …” I whisper, the words coming out without much control.
Making a fist, he stops in his tracks right in front of me. My heart begins to pound.
When he opens his mouth, I lose what remains of my sanity.
“Who are you?”
Sebastian and Lillith’s story continues in the full-length novel SNARE , which comes out on November 25 th .
Click here to preorder SNARE , Book 1 in the Delirious Series!
To receive exclusive updates from Clarissa Wild and to be the first to get your hands on her books, please sign up to be on her personal mailing list!
You’ll get instant access to cover releases, chapter previews, free short stories, and you’ll be eligible to win great prizes!
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Clarissa Wild is the USA Today Bestselling author of FIERCE, a college romance series, but she's best known for the dark Romance novel
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