His game (being rewritten)

Chapter IX

Flame

A soft knock on my bedroom door woke me up. The soft yellow sunlight was shining through the sheer curtains and it didn't bother me. I love waking up to daylight. 

I sat u, closing my eyes and savoring the moment before I was taken back to reality by the click of the door handle. 

"Morning." Landon's low voice was still a little raspy, indicating that he only just woke up recently. "Uh, morning?" the sentence came out more as a question than a statement, but I'm not even surprised by it. What I am surprised about is the fact that he is initiating a conversation with me. 

He reached behind his neck, scratching it nervously. I bit down on my lip, trying to hold back a smile that wanted to spread on my lips. "I was thinking we could maybe do something today." my eyes widened at his words. "For real?" I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, interested in what he had to say. "Well..." he cleared his throat. "I thought we could start by having breakfast together and then I could take you to some places. We could get to know each other." I could see that he was choosing his words carefully and I can understand it. He basically got me written over to him by my father, I would be careful too. "Yeah, that sounds pretty good." he smiled, taking a step back to the door almost hitting it with his back, before reaching out with his hand, searching a bit before he found the door handle. He smiled one last time, with a spark in his eyes, before stepping out and closing the door behind him. I stood up from the bed and stretched my back, feeling relief after hearing a soft c***k, feeling lighter immediately. I took a deep breath and smiled to myself. Maybe staying with him wasn't going to be so bad after all.

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"You have to be careful you know." I walked into the kitchen and sat down on one of the bar stools that stood along the kitchen island. "What?" Landon looked u from the french toast he was frying wisibly confused at my words. "If you keep this act up your dark mysterious aura will soon be forgotten." he smiled at my words. Licking his lips he looked back down into the pan and flipped the bread on to the other side. "I was an asshole, I know."He chuckled as he said that. It was weird to be talking to him. It was weird seeing him in the morning. Scratch that. This whole situation we were in right now was weird as hell. I didn't know what to think of it. I was lost. Lost for words and thoughts and the only thing I could feel at this moment of time was intrigued. "Damn right you were," I said raising an eyebrow with a cocky grin decorating my lips, then taking an apple slice to my lips and taking a bite. "I'm sorry, but I just didn't know what to do The situation ..." there was a pause after that. He parted his lips, he looked as if he was ready to continue or maybe as if a memory crossed his mind before he shook his head and continued. "The situation wasn't ideal I'm aware of that and I also want to apologize for saying your just a business deal, because of your not. You're a human being and ... " another pause. This one hanging heavy on him. It was him that was lost for words for whatever reason. "And?" I encouraged him seeing him struggle to gather his thoughts. He pursed his lips, then smiling with his lips closed tightly. "It's nothing, forget about it, the main point is that I'm sorry and I hope you'll be able to forgive me." I looked into his eyes before smiling at him. The look his eyes were holding before he finally collected himself told me there was something weighing him down. There was something eating on his soul and he didn't let it out. "We're good Landon." was all I said before he took my plate and filled it with all the delicious food he had prepared. 

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Landon

"I decided I'll do it." "Do what exactly?" Cole's calculating voice was annoying me. "I took you up on your advice, I'll take her out on a date," I said excited into the phone. "And does she know it's a date?" yeah, maybe it isn't just his voice that's annoying me. "Hell no she doesn't! What do you think! That I started liking her without even actually having a real conversation with her until this morning?" I rolled my eyes. "I can basically see you rolling your eyes at me bro. Don't do that. And by the way, you're on speaker and your brother is with me." I pursed my lips and cursing under my breath I form a smile on my lips trying to calm myself down. "I just have to say that this doesn't sound like a good idea." Jace's voice was somewhere at the back, but it was still clear to her. "Why?" I was confused by his statement. "Don't be dumb. If this blows up into your face, s**t will hit the fan, I'm just warning you. " His voice was closer to the phone now. "Why?" It was Coles's turn now to ask the question. "Hell, am I surrounded by idiots?" there was a groan to hear and then a sigh followed by some shuffling. "There are a lot of possible outcomes to your plan. One, things could stay as they are, she doesn't remember a thing and you go on from where you are now, two she remembers and you get her back, three she remembers, gets overwhelmed and well... After that third one, there are a lot of things that could happen. She would, first of all, feel betrayed by everyone but especially her family, she would feel at a loss since she would realize she lost three years of her life and let's not talk about depression, anxiety. You could forget any kind of future with her." Damn my brother sure does have a way with words. I ran my fingers through my hair. "I'm just feeling so lost." "Man, you should have moved on when I told you to." Cole's voice was sad and cold. It wasn't that he wanted to seem harsh, but his words did cut deep. " "After everything that happened between them, I can understand that he couldn't just forget about her. But Landon, you have to be careful. I'd hate to see you getting hurt, but it would hurt even more if she got hurt. Again... I'm sure nobody wants that to happen." I swallowed the lump that had built in my throat. His words were like acid in my veins, not because he was making things up, but because he was so damn realistic and honest about it. Not like I wanted things to be sugar-coated, but if they were they would have been easier to comprehend. Sweet lies. That's what I wanted right now, even though I know they're bad, but I still am yearning for them. They bring comfort and that's a feeling that has become estranged to me almost three years ago.