34 / / ❝don't tell me we only came here to fight.❞

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Leila | Trevor | Sebastian

  

No, Leila, you can't. You're fucking sick, Sebastian!

  

Leila is mine, or the deal is off.

      

[ Trevor then grabs Leila's hands before dragging her out from the café, leaving Sebastian standing there, his arms folded, with a sly grin. ]

      

[ Once they're outside, Trevor clamps both his hands on her upper arms, shaking her body like she's a milkshake — MY MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD — okay, sorry. Got triggered again. ]

      

Leila, please! There has to be another way.

      

No, this is the only chance that you'll get to survive. I don't want you to—[ By this time, Leila begins to cry. ]

 

I DON'T CARE! YOU ARE MINE, LEILA! WE BELONG TOGETHER.❞

      

TREVOR, WE ARE RUNNING OUT OF OPTIONS! ONLY SEBASTIAN AND YOUR FATHER CAN HELP!

      

I would rather die than to see that fuckboy screwing with you and your life.

      

[Leila suddenly lands a slap on Trevor's face. Both Trevor and Sebastian — the latter watching the scene from inside of the café — drop their jaws. More tears stream down her face as Sebastian hands his brother a victorious smirk. ]

      

Don't you dare say that; you will not die.

      

BUT IF YOU AGREE, YOU WILL DIE IN HIS HANDS!


BOTH MY PARENTS DIED IN FRONT OF MY EYES, I GOT ABUSED IN THE ORPHANAGE BY OTHER KIDS, NOW YOU!

  

. . .

  

I thought I would never love you but you rolled out the red carpet, entered my life, and charmed me with your kinky wit and Prince Charming-esque qualities. I really love you, Trevor.

  

. . .

  

And I don't wanna lose you like so many others that left me.

  

And I don't wanna lose you too. There is definitely something—

  

But what other choice do we have?

  

. . .

  

Your solution is just good as mine: non-existent.

  

I am not going to give up on myself. On us.

  

I'm sorry, Trevor.

  

[ Leila runs back into the café, followed by Trevor. ]

  

❝Leila, don't!❞

  

Sebastian . . .

  

Miss Cinder-leila has finally reached an agreement?

  

Yes, the deal is on.

  

[ Both Trevor and Leila mourn in defeat, an upshot of a dilemma at the crossroads. Sebastian, on the other hand, raises his chin in arrogance as he claims his prize. ]

  

Good to know then. Give me one week to take care of the money. After that, Leila will be mine.

  

Forever?

  

Forever.

  

[ Quietude fills the atmosphere and the characters pause to rethink their entire existence — well, at least Trevor and Leila did. ]

  

So, are we staying for dinner?

  

I guess . . .

  

Don't tell me we only came here to fight . . . This ain't Hate Line, guys.

  

[ God, everyone in this book just can't stop breaking the fourth wall. ]

  

[ What do you think about the chapter? Dramatic, eh? Don't worry, look forward for some more humor and fun in the next chapters and also . . . make-you-shook events. ]

   

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