"You slept at his house?" Ian yelled, I cringed as tears threaten to fall. Being yelled at by a man doesn't exactly bring out good memories, "I'm sorry," I whispered, "Why did you even accept the invitation, Hayleigh? You know those paparazzi!" He slammed his fist on the table and tears fell down my cheeks into my tangled hands, I shook my head. "I don't know. Ian, I'm sorry," I sobbed, I don't want him to leave. "I thought we had something!" His words laced with hurt, I chocked on a sob. "We do, we do! Ian, Please," I begged as sobs wrecked my body. I reached out to hold his hand but he yanked it away, my mind invaded with my worst fear. My face morphed into a horrified expression, "You're leaving?" I whispered, tears flowing like a waterfall down my face. "I-" "No, no. Ian, please! I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" I sobbed desperately, shaking my head. He can't leave! Everyone I loved always leave, well except Jack & Jason but I just- I started sobbing harder. Closing my eyes and put my face in my hands, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please, I promise I won't do it again! I'm sorry," I may seem weak but the memories are coming back, this is way too familiar. "Hey," Ian whispered, I didn't answer him. He was sitting in front of me, I just sobbed to myself. First Christian, then Alexander, then Jackson. . . Thrice! I chocked back a sob, this keeps happening.
"Hayleigh," Ian called me. I didn't look up, I was too deep in my thoughts. "Oh, Haile," he whispered and I felt his strong arms around me, his masculine scent invaded my system once more. He's been calling me Haile because he thought Hayleigh was a mouthful, "Haile, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset," he whispered soothingly. "I'm not going to leave, Hayleigh. I've told you before, right? I'm never going to leave," he held my face between his hands and wiped my tears away, "I didn't know you would get this upset, I'm really sorry. Please stop crying," he begged. I stared into his hypnotizing blue eyes, they were beautiful. His eyes were just beautiful compared with Christian's green eyes and Alexander's gray ones, Jackson's greenish-hazel eyes were just as hypnotizing as Ian's but he has this something I can't explain. His eyes darted to my lips and then back to my blue-silverish eyes, "Haile, I would never leave you. Please don't leave me too," he whispered, the same fear I had were now in his eyes. "I won't," I put my hand on the side of his face and stroked his cheek lightly, his eyes scanned me for a moment. "Why?" He asked, letting my face go from one of his hands and he held my hand, pressing it closer to his face as he wiped the leftover tears.
Don't do it! The voice snarled again, he'll hurt you, he will leave you! Like everyone else! Hayleigh, you don't love him! Its just an illusion, trust me. It said angrily, I ignored her. "Because I love you," I whispered. The moment those words left my mouth, he touched his lips to mine. His sweet minty breath fanned my face as I recover from the shock, his lips were soft and fits perfectly on mine. I start to relax into the kiss as I closed my eyes, relishing the softness of his lips. I felt a shock travel through my body, we pulled back to catch our breath. I let out a breath and we stared into each other, four blue eyes. "I love you," he breathed and my heart melted, "I love you," I whispered back. His face broke out into a grin and breathed out a happy laugh, I joined in with him as he engulf me into a hug. He picked me up as he stood and twirled us around, I laughed with him as he set me down. Our face tattooed with grins as he pulled me into a kiss, I smiled against the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck as we pulled back and he pressed his forehead against mine. "I have something for you," he whispered. I smiled slightly, great! Spend money on me, its not like I already have to much money. Note sarcasm!
He pulled out a round locket with an elegant chain, it has floral carvings and he popped it open. Inside were tiny pictures of us on either side of the locket, the ones where we were upside down & the other one in the meadow. Under the picture, 'forever, I & H' were engraved in elegant script. My eyes starts to water, how sweet. He clasped it around my neck and smiled, "I've been dreaming of this day," he whispered as he kissed my cheek lovingly, "I've been afraid of love," I whispered sadly. We sat down on the couch and he starts asking questions, "Why?" He asked, I looked down. "My first ex, Christian, he used to. . . Beat me, I was 18. Jason wanted to marry us off, sure it seems old fashion but I agreed because I loved him. As months went by, he started to get aggresive and yells at me, he even beat me sometimes. I retaliated and he called off the wedding, I was devestated at first. Then I was, like, what the hell am I doing? He beats me!" I exclaimed. Ian squeezed my hand in reasurrance, "Then two years later I met Alexander, he was so sweet and innocent-like. That is until Jason brought him to our training session & he was repulsed, Jason hated the guys I date. Alexander cursed at me and said a lot of bad things, saying I was a killer or whatever. It hurted like hell," I shook my head at the memory. "Then there was Jackson, he faked it. We were dating but he was close to this Sheila chick, I'm sure you watch the news," I rolled my eyes and leaned into his side, "Yeah, don't need to explain that," he mumbles. He starts to play with my hair as I turned on the TV, switching to TMZ. A picture of Jackson & I entering his big-ass apartment, "DID JACKSON AND EX-GIRLFRIEND, HAYLEIGH TREVELYAN DID SOME BANG BANG?" They asked exaggeratedly. I rolled my eyes, "Let's go, we're going out," I dragged him up. I was wearing a Lumpy Space Princess gradient baggy top and pastel pink ripped shorts with custom made turquoise doc martens while Ian was wearing a fitting black shirt, jeans and brown doc martens. My wavy gradient turquoise hair bouncing as we walked alongside the road, some paparazzi approached us with a camera and I smile. "I know what you're going to ask, Jackson and I didn't have sex. I'm with Ian now, please get lost," I said sweetly and we walked away, leaving some shock paparazzi. Fans stared at Ian and even some asked for a picture with both of us, "Thanks!" We started wondering around some more until Ian asked a million dollar question, "Do you have any other siblings?" He asked. I pouted, he's going to ruin this. But what the hell, "I have a brother, Jason hates him so he doesn't take him-" "Aww, did you have to be so forward, sister?" A familiar british accent asked from behind. I whirled around and there he was, ugh way to ruin the day. "What do you want, Hades?" I asked warily. He got beaten by my parents too but I didn't turn as bitter as he did, and I can't tell Ian that I've actually been hiding my british accent! Or that our parents named us after greek mythology.
"Oh, come on, Persephone! Are you still using that fake accent to hide what's really underneath?" His thick accent licked every word. "Persephone?" Ian raised his brows, I pursed my lips and looked up, should I? Ian knows now, no use in hiding the dreaded past. I sighed, "Its Hayleigh, Hades, seriously. What do you want?" I asked, my accent as thick as his. "What the hell is going on here?" Ian exclaimed. Hades let out a full blown laugh, "You mean she didn't tell you? You must be Ian, I'm Diablo Hades Trevelyan. I know, the name," he rolled his eyes and offered a hand. Ian shook it hesistantly, huh, Hades isn't usually like this with people. "What didn't you tell me, Hayleigh?" He raised his brows and Hades smirked, "Her name is Hayleigh Jezebel Persephone. Our parents didn't actually give us the name 'Trevelyan' because they hated us that much, Jason added 'Trevelyan' when he took care of us but then he shipped me away," he shrugged. He was wearing alternative clothings, he has always been dark and emo-ish since we were kids. I wonder why Uncle Trevelyan didn't kill him? Huh.
"Are your parents obsessed with naming their kids after bad stuff?" Ian muttered. Hades and I shared a look, "They hate us, that's why they named us shit. I'm just thankful they named me Hayleigh," I rolled my eyes. "Our perfect sister is named Aurora Grace Trevelyan," Hades scoffed and shook his head, "Aren't you going to invite me over, Persephone?" He smirked, running a hand through his brown spiky hair. "Only if you call me Hayleigh," I glared playfully. We used to be close but Jason kinda doesn't allow me to contact him, Hades rolled his eyes. "If I need to be called after something bad, you need too. We're family, sister," he winks and I rolled my eyes, "Okay, do you mind Ian? You could get to know each other," I looked up at Ian with hopeful eyes. His eyes soften, he nodded and gave me a peck on the lips. Hades made a gagging noise, "Oh shut it, Diablo," I smirked, he hated getting called Diablo. He glared at me and text away on his phone, ignoring Ian & my laughs on the way to the house.