Nyla
It was one night. I was swift and unyielding. I didn't care about his cursing...or moaning. No one was ever supposed to know how I relieved myself of years of frustration. For once, I would be the bully–I would be the one in control–I would inflict the pain.

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Just one night.

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The last thing I expected was Aimilioas to save me from myself. I fail to keep it together when he's near. This is the guy I hated, the one I mocked, the one seeping his way into my heart. But would he do it if he knew it was me that night in that basement? That night I thought he was a privileged narcissist. Turms out he's really a monster with feelings.

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​Aimilioas

Nyla is so fucked up. I shouldn't even be near her.

 

Imagine finding out the most perfectly put-together girl was actually the most unhinged person on the face of the earth. Yet, still, she's the most forgiving.

 

So, instead of jumping ship and letting bygones be bygones like a normal being would, I descend to the fucking hull. Because for whatever reason, wherever she's at is the place I want to be. And whether she knows it or not, she's not alone, I'm there. Even if she can't see me.

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I'm the Siren, but this girl sings a tune only I can hear. And it's crazy beautiful, just like her.​​