1 Chapter One

The room was under the darkness and only a light was on, she was on the bed covering herself in duvet and busy reading story 'Roomies' by Christina Lauren on her kindle when her phone suddenly burst out after a ringtone she hate the most but someone— someone love the most, jumpshot by Dawin and especially some of its lyrics.

🎼🎶 You got me jumping like

Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom

Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom

Boom Shaka, boom shake, ooh

Wanna hold you down (yeah)

Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom

Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom

Boom shakala, boom shakala, ooh

Wanna hold you down 🎼 🎶

Shutting her kindle down, she grabs her phone and saw the annoying picture of him she loves the most where his eyes pop up and with the twisted face he's watching something.

"What's your problem huh? I told you I'm not in the mood of talking to you so leave me for god sake." Without hearing a word from him she starts yelling and when she stopped to take a breath other side was serious.

"Chels you're not serious? so you? He's in the hospital and a bad accident happened so I thought you should know about him." She knew the voice, that's the father of him. As she heard her phone fall on the bed and in a matter of second she got up from bed ran for the purse and without even changing walk out of room grabbing her phone and keys, she was in night dress which had a shirt along shorts and tight hairs in a bun. Her breath ups and down and there's no time for her left to think about a single thing.

No one was home and that's another big hung she need to face now, running downstairs she opens the house door and approach her car but stopped when she saw someone in her garden.

The person was under dark and that's the reason she did f saw face but as her eyes scan the physique and outfit her eyes gone wild and without another second she ran for him.

"Liar... you just give me literally a heart attack." She was yelling and punching him when he's busy douching and giggling. He was in black jeans along with black jacket.

"Could you slow down chels? Tell me what I'll do when you clearly ask me that you're not going to talk to me?" Now when the storm of her low and he caught her through the arms, he says to her who's still glaring her.

"Yeah because you're an asshole, you always break your promises, you promise me Shivaye... that you'll take me to the gallery but when the time comes you lost. I hate you and leave me alone now." Irritating she saying and yelling on him trying to get herself out of his grip, he shrugged and hold her more in his grip.

"You know I can't, it's an impossible thing to leave you... saying sorry na come on just a last chance please." Making a pouty face he said and she rolls her eyes. The night was still young and they bother were stood under darkness talking, guard some distance far from them smiling on their act.

"Sorry, my ass... you had an idea how much I wait for you? How much passionately I want to go there? But no you chose those bunker type people on me."  Putting her fingers on his chest she was saying, he can see the light his eyes the way she's melting. It always happens, no matter whatever he does stupidities one gesture of love from him and she melts like never exist.

"Ok sorry please last chance— I've got an idea I'm sure you'll love it." Suggesting her something and putting his head over her he said and she eyeing him in a questionable way.

"Let's go you'll know the thing." He said and grab her wrist and take her out of the home.

"Robert I'll see you later... how could you let him come inside when I strictly ask you." Going with him outside she turns and face the guard who was smiling but as she said, his smile lost and the lower his head.

"Don't worry Robert I'll appoint you in our home, you're a savior." Winking at him Shivaye states and in return, he smiled. Shivaye makes Chelsea out of the home and there's his heavy bike was parked.

"If you think I'll get on it at this time you're wrong I'm not this much mad in your love Shivaye." The moment she saw his heavy bike she takes a step back and up her hands in air rejecting his idea of mind. He narrows the eyebrows and turns to face her.

"See I need your sorry and you need my time so that's the only option we've now come on don't waste time..."

"Hell, no shivaye I hate when you speed up this metal machine for god sake spare me."

"Love me or not chels?" Ahh, his ever emotional line. A woman being ever maniac about love quickly melt over this line, so does she.

"Fine but if you speed up I'll gonna Yell." He chuckles and nodded, sitting on the bike and put his helmet to her.

"What about you?"

"Nah I don't need hamlet you should put it after all your sensitive brain needs protection." Giggling he put the helmet on her head and buckle it, she hums but said nothing and sit behind him.

"Let's go...." yelling he said and race his heavy monster, in seconds they were in the middle of air and rods... she was yelling like ever and he was laughing like always.

Shivaye and Chelsea world's weirdest couple, they were like cat and mouse, hate each other most and want to kill each other but nothing left when one leaves. They were school sweethearts but separate for their graduation, Shivaye went to London and earn his Master's degree in business while she was in Paris and get her degree in textile industries... those time give them a fact that it's better to live a life together then yelling on others, that's the reason both tie themselves in knot of relationship... they can't endure bears anyone else so that's the best decision they made and accept each other soulmates.

Two months before both came back to their country, Australia for their wedding which will begin after three months and the middle time is nothing less than torture for others, all already irritated by their stupid fights and their issues.

Shivaye two to three times in a week makes her angry and then his efforts of making her mood back normal let everyone involve in. His heavy amounts of money he offers guard who always let him in her house no matter how many times she earns Robert.

Chelsea always fumes in anger after his weird habits and hobbies of visiting unknown people... from childhood she finds him weird when it comes to social interaction he loves going in stranger's home and let them treat him like a family member.

Chelsea have a sweet nature but when it comes to his heavy-bike she wants nothing but a gallon of fuel and a matchstick to burn his monster in front of his eyes— Shivaye madly loves his bike and taking her with him after the wedding on bike included in his plans already.

Their family already worried by the amount both busy putting in the list of guests... from them there's already two hundred people whom no one knew much added in and it feels like there'll be no wedding but a movie premiere— a super melody dramatic movie premiere they build together and now whole world must see.

Every day is new things in their life and it feels like nothing is more beautiful then what they've, he loves teasing her because deep down he knows that's what love is all about... they want to enjoy the lasts of their life earring as much love and smiles they can.

And another very unique habit he has talking and discussing others life... he loves listening to others no matter he knows or don't, only five minutes and he'll get to know anyone... no matter where he went his craze of knowing about each person gets the best of him and it feels he only came to Australia back for them.

He already makes her mood happy and she accepts his apology, next day she leaves for another city as her one of a friend give birth to her first child, Shivaye doesn't have any other work so he decides to measure the length of roads and beauty of his city.

That was another the same day when he takes his car and starts filling the long distance short, another hobby of him— he's crazy about old sports and classic cars, mostly his cars carry the old models of 19's and he loved them. Today same he brings his Shelby Mustang 1967 and continuously busy driving, it's already night and feels like he has a lot to go yet.

Loud music already yells on top of his car speakers and in the middle of the scary night, he makes sure all the ghosts and witches wake up from their sleep...

🎼🎶Lightning strikes in front of my feet

I believe I'm the demon that bleeds in the color of grey

Winter is coming I summon the flames

Summer is gone I'm no longer Yung Plague

Noose and a blade... Lucifer's slave

Choosing the day, I'll be loose in the grave

Slay the sheep that pull wool over my eyes🎼🎶

His meter's pin was on edge of losing the shit and his fingers busy taping on the handle, neck humming and time to time he starts yelling along the song... a flash happened on his phone when he grabs it and open to read the message it was from Chelsea, she sent her a picture and a smile cross his lips.

She holds the baby in her arms and places a kiss on baby's cheeks. It was a beautiful picture but before he can have made any reply his phone falls from hand on Matt of his car... he gives a look to surroundings there are some small restaurants on the side about none population right now because it's already eleven and everyone must leave for homes. He continues the speed and bent a little to grab his phone.

🎼🎶I will die right by Lucifer's side

Bodies in a pile about a mile down the road

Got a while till it snows

Black and white makes the color that I glow

Grow in a hole until I become whole

Shoot that bitch right in his neck like executing Clay Morrow

Then I stumble and I walk to go and grab me a shovel🎼🎶

He's busy grabbing his phone from Matt when something hit the car's front badly. He jerked himself up and see there's no one, he applied break after seconds the car stopped and his face already under darkness now.

Something just hit by his car. Without wasting another second he came out of the car, music was still playing but now his mood totally changes. Some steps far a body he saw and each step turned into stones.

He can see the blood coming out from the body like a lazy river splattered over the road, it seems every part of the body and in short time the road around the body covered with the gore of the red flowing blood.

He approaches the person and his face already soaked in sweats, he can feel the chills under his spine. There's no moment in the body and consequences make him so afraid that without any other minute given he ran back to the car and drove off.

His body was trembling, eyes totally pop up, the before mood is lost far and the loud music already ended. There's silence complete— dark silence just like him.

Shivaye, asshole how could you just leave a person there to let die?

His sub consciousness states and the guilt overcome him, how could he react like a loser... someone got hit by his negligence and in between of life and death and here he left the person behind cowardly ran away.

He's thinking and then the inner goodness overcome when he quickly makes a U-turn and race more to reach the spot, it's been only five minutes and he got there.

Still, the body was there... he stepped out and ran to the body, his car's headlights on and dude to it he can see the body is of a girl... he with trembling hands hold her in arms and put in back seat of the car. Her body feels like any second it will have shattered in pieces... he can feel the broken bones... his eyes not dried out and before shutting the back door his eyes saw a card in her neck, imprinted with a name he never heard before.

Annika!!