H.U.R.T
Lexi...?

Harry visited the river for the last time. He brought peonies. Peony flowers are associated with wealth, prosperity, and luck. In addition, this flower also represents romance and love and is considered as a good sign for a happy marriage.

Harry looked at the flower in his grasp meaningfully. He does not know what Lexi's favorite flower is, he chose this flower because deep down, he wants a happy marriage with Lexi and there is nothing wrong with that desire, not everyone wants the same thing.

Harry took a deep breath, looking down at the river that witnessed the accident. The river knows what really happened to Lexi. Then he looked back at the flower in his hand.

"May you calm down, wherever you are, Lexi. I'm sorry I gave up so easily." Slowly she took off the peony. Look at it with the water currents. After being invisible, Harry left the place, not looking back.

An hour later, his car stopped at a bar. "This is the last time." Promise to yourself.

Harry was serious about his words. This time, Harry made himself intoxicated. At midnight he arrived at the hotel. His hand was still holding an unopened bottle of wine. He will spend the night burning his throat until he can't make a sound tomorrow.

"Fucking door! Open up!" He pressed the original numbers there. Tried repeatedly and finally he managed to hit the correct number.

The room was pitch-black, only moonlight and stars were illuminated. Harry took off his clothes one by one, staggering towards the room.

His sight started to go wrong. Everything looks faint. Even so, he reached the room safely without hitting anything.

"God?"

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"I'd prefer it when you're wearing glasses like this." Zenia unceasingly looked at Steve's face wearing glasses with the edges of the lens that had been cracked. The man was seen checking the report on his laptop.

"Looks more human?"

Zenia nodded, "Looks easier to reach. Whose phone is this?"

"My phone."

"Can I open it?"

"Please."

After getting permission, Zinia picked up that outdated flat object. Fiddling with that thing.

"There's only a Lexi number." The girl muttered. Steve just took a quick glance and returned the focus of the screen before him.

"The message sent was an encouraging word for Lexi. Is she traumatized?"

"Hmm, and it seems to have started to heal."

"Don't let fear interfere with your freedom. Love life. You're always surrounded by a family where there's a lot of light. Never be afraid, for you always have candles around you when darkness approaches you" Zenia read the words written there. Steve raised his head, he smiled as Zinia glared at him.

"When it hurts from a disaster. Understand it. It's the universe's way of teaching you something." Zenia read the next message. For a moment he flinched. Read the sentence slowly in his heart.

"Enough. It's late, it's time for bed." Steve closes the laptop, he gets out of the chair, takes the phone out of Zenia's hand and puts it on the table.

Both of them got into bed, sleeping in an instant.

The dream is back on the attack. Steve moaned, the sweat had already soaked his entire body. Both of his hands shot up into the air, reaching for the wind.

The byuurr!!!

Steve jumped into the river. Instantly he felt his bones smashed due to the cold river water. The wounds on his body also further aggravated his condition, he felt his body as if it was freezing instantly. The sleepiness that strikes since at Olivia's house is increasingly unable to compromise.

Be ill. Steve couldn't explain the pain he was feeling right now. But the physical pain was as if there was nothing with his fear when he saw Lexi's car freefall to the bottom of the river.

"Lord, please.... Please... Please..." Only that groan could he utter in his heart in the remnants of his consciousness.

However, upon seeing Lexi's car, he again discovers her powers. Steve swam, got closer to the car, injured while trying to open the door. Fresh blood poured out. Lexi's position is not very favorable. The girl was pinched, already unconscious.

There is no way but to break the windshield. Very full of struggle considering Steve also almost lost energy. His persistence reaps results. Again he gets an incision wound in the arm while trying to get Lexi out of the car.

Once successful, the grip on the girl's body was not very strong. Lexi's gone, carried away by the current.

"Lexy... Lexi's... No!! Please, hangin! Stay alive. Please..."

"Steve!!"

"LEXI!"

Steve sat down with his breath hunting. His face was already flooded with sweat. He turned his head quickly to the side, not finding Zenia there.

Steve was getting more panicked, just as he was about to get off the bed, Zinia's head suddenly appeared making him jolt in shock. Apparently the girl fell.

"Gosh, what are you doing there?" Steve reached out a hand helping Zinia to rise. He sat the girl on his lap, hugging her tightly.

"Did I hurt you?" Steve asked in a soft, lascivious voice that made Zenia melt instantly like hot chocolate. His frustration evaporated just like that because it was the man's impulse that made him fall out of bed.

Steve kissed Zinia's ears, whispering apologetic words over and over again.

"It's okay, relax. My ass just hurts a little. Your impulse is too strong. You having nightmares again?"

Steve nodded his head while laying his head on Zenia's shoulder.

"That day is terrible" he whispered softly.

Zania just kept quiet, saying nothing at all. He let Steve calm down. His heart throbbed pain, his hot sweets resisted the crying. Is he jealous? Zinia shook her head, aware that it was not jealousy that was the cause of her body's reaction.

Previously, Zenia also often dreamed of terrible things. The sound of screaming and blood splashing everywhere. Surprisingly, during his sleep with Steve, he did not experience the dream.

"I'm right here. Don't be afraid, everything's gonna be okay."

Steve breathed a sigh of relief. Zenia's words were exactly the same as her words while calming Lexi down. It was like he was suffering from dejavu. He drew both hands of Zenia, placed them on his face.

I don't know who started it, the lips of the two are now meeting each other. A soft, deep and wonderful kiss. There was no improvement towards intimacy because Steve had been thinking about making love with the girl's mouth since the first time he saw her.

Zinia began to return Steve's kisses with kindness, full of desire, her fingers moved between brimming Steve's shoulders and and pulling a handful of the man's hair.

Steve lays Zenia's body to the bed, where the kiss turns to be more longing. As their lips partied with each other, Steve moved his body, making the blanket unfold, nothing between the evidence of his passion and the soft pants of Zenia's pajamas. The contact evoked a slow growl that shook inside Steve's throat.

Zenia shifted closer seductively, her every move was so feminine, sweet, small, but made breathing difficult.

Steve is not that gentle, he roams selfishly and impatiently, greedily to feel the skin of Zenia.

It's not just Steve who's impatient. Zinia even helped Steve take off the pajamas Steve was wearing. In an instant, it was lying on the floor. Not satisfied with just Steve's plain upper body, Zinia wildly pressed her hand against Steve's rubber pajama pants and was intent on passing them off.

Steve flinched, reflexively stopping his colony on the girl's neck. Zinia's condition was no less chaotic. The pajamas were already exposed, the buttons were scattered somewhere. Steve didn't know when he was doing it.

"Steve's..." Zinia groaned, sounding like she was begging.

Steve shook his head, "We can't do it." Steve was about to shuffle from above Zenia's body, but the girl kept him there.

Zinia shook her head, her manic exuding a passion as great as Steve currently had.

"Please...."

This time Steve felt that he was indeed the most jerk, the worst man in the world.

Steve shook his head, a rejection that was very contrary to his wishes.

"We can't do it..."

"Why?" the bead started to fog. Zania is ashamed and hurt. "Are you playing me, Steve? After successfully seducing and teasing me, then you want to leave?"

"It's not like that..."

"Are you aware that what you're doing is very selfish. You're yelling another woman's name, but you're kissing me. Kissing the girl you don't want to say her name. You treat me like a princess, but not even if you want to say my name. You made me fly, but in an instant you threw me down and embarrassed me. Would your tongue burn if you only mentioned Zenia. Why does it always have to be Lexi..."

The sentence was floating, Steve silenced Zinia's mouth with his mouth. The man also passed what was left inside him, as well as the girl below him. Both are plain now. There's nothing left.

Steve took on greedily, Zinia gave willingly.

"Steve...."

Steve nodded, he knew what the girl wanted.

"You'll regret it after this. You'll hate me after this. But I don't care, I want to be selfish and greedy this time. I'm sorry."

"Steve's... Please..." Zinia was getting more and more raved, the girl did not even hear what Steve had just said.

Steve set the position, preparing to do the unification.

"I love you, love you so much, will always love you, princess," whispered the man over Zenia's lips in a soft, seductive tone.

"Stevens..."

Steve, who was on standby with a weapon ready for combat, gasped as soon as he heard his name called. STEVEN, NO, STEVE. His hands were on both feet of the girl.

Steve's face was pale for a moment, he was petrified. Fear attacked. The girl lying below him also showed a shock that was as great as her. The difference was, the girl did not pale and showed no fear at all. Lexi's back. The girl's memory returned.

"S-Steven..."

"Le...Lexi's..."

"W-what happened? Wh-what are you doing? What are we doing?"

"I-I have to answer what?"

When the doorbell rang, the two of them were still in a fog of passion as well as shock. On the second ring, Steve and Lexi both flinched back, staring at each other with hunting breaths.

"We have guests..." Lexi was the first to regain consciousness.

"W-what am I supposed to do?" Steve asked stupidly.

"First get out of my way, first" Lexi folded her legs. He turned his face away, hiding his burning cheek from the overwhelming embarrassment.

Slowly Steve shuffled, he rough-touching his hair in frustration. The doorbell kept ringing, Steve got more emotional until he threw a curse at the wall.

"Lexy... I can explain." Steve pulled a blanket to cover the body of his girl who was already the status of the other man's wife.

"Take your clothes first."

"You're right" he said foolishly.

"Lexy..."

"Just as your mouth does not dare to mention Zinia's name," he sarcastically with a murderous look. Steve lowered his head. Dare not challenge the girl.