THIS IS THE FIRST BOOK OF THE "IT'S CALLED" SERIES. (BOOK 1)
It all began when a family descended back into the city. A move that ignited a series of events that lead to the mysterious death of a highschool student.
Upon arrival, a gloomy boy is abo...
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GREGORY'S P.O.V.
I stared at his eyes as I hold my breath, waiting for his next move.
"I love you." He whispered before leaning down towards me. His lips landed on me and I responded with the same passion.
He broke the kiss and smiled at me softly.
I smiled back. "I love you, too."
He leaned for a peck before staring directly into my eyes. "I'm so sorry for everything." He said.
I frowned. "What are you sorry for?" I asked.
He shook his head lightly. "Nothing." He replied.
"Okay?" I frowned at him deeper.
He caressed my face and gave me a hug burying me on his chest then gave my head a kiss.
"I love you. That's all you need to know." He whispered and I nodded my head in response.
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I woke up gasping for air, cold sweat dripping all over my face and body. I clenched my chest feeling the erratic beat from my heart while I try to catch my breath. "Argh!"I shivered at the sudden burst of cold that ran through my skin.
I reached for my alarm clock and saw the time, 10:28 a.m. After a few minutes, my body began to calm down and my hands were no longer shaking.
I stood up from my bed and instantly regretted it. "Argh!!!" I cried in pain.
I fell on the floor clasping my head with excruciating pain. My hands reached for the bed and slowly pulled myself up from the floor carefully.
I took a few loud sighs before I heard my stomach growl. I quickly run towards my bathroom and threw up into the urinal.
Damn! This is why I don't want to drink alcohol.
"Ugh..." I groaned lightly in pain. My whole body hurts, my knees are weak and my head is throbbing like it had been hit by a wrecking ball!
After letting everything out, I flushed the toilet and gathered all my strength to pull myself up.
I feel like I'm carrying a ton of weight on my shoulders. I feel so heavy right now.
I was busy cleaning myself up when I suddenly remembered something. Shoot, Samantha and the girls! How could I forget about them!? Did they go home safely!? Did they even made it home!? Oh gosh, were they driving while drunk!?
I started to panic and dashed out of my bathroom. I ran towards my drawer and quickly searched for my phone but I can't find it.
