This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Bitter Reality

In a fairly wide corner of the rooftop, Jordan and Alex sat together on the sofa.

Alex looked at Jordan who was sipping vodka. The man's eyes continued to look, looking for answers from curiosity. What the hell is going on? Why does Jordan look like a frustrated man?

"Jordan, what's wrong?" ask Alex for the umpteenth time.

"I'm fine Lex, just wanted a drink. Go!" Jordan flicked his hand, as a gesture to drive Alex away.

"No, I'll stay here. I know you're not okay" Alex replied without moving from his place.

"Whatever." Jordan again sipped the bottle of vodka that stayed half. I don't know how many bottles he spent.

Alex let out a long sigh, his tail not separated from Jordan's movements. For a few minutes he waited for an explanation, but Jordan never spoke. The man opened a bottle of vodka that was still intact.

"No Jordan!" snapped Alex. He held Jordan's hand, and forcibly took the vodka bottle he held.

"What the hell is Lex, I still want to drink" Jordan said firmly.

"No!"

"Lex please, I'm not drunk yet" Jordan said. He tried to get back the bottle in Alex's hand.

"Jordan!" snapped Alex. "If you do consider me a partner, tell me what your problem is! Don't shut up and drown yourself in this damn drink!" keep Alex on a high note.

Jordan was silent, Alex's clasping was quite touching. It made him feel what he was feeling.

"Jordan, tell me what your problem is! Although I may not be able to help, but I can be a listener and keep secrets. Your burden will be slightly lessened, once you share it with me," Alex said slowly.

"You sure you can keep a secret?"

"Didn't you trust me?" Alex asked back.

Jordan let out a long sigh, "this is about Freya."

"Freya, what's wrong with her?" ask Alex in surprise.

"I can't love her yet, it's still Lyana's name who's here." Jordan touched his own chest.

"Lhoo how can you? Don't you love her, and even be willing to wait for her?" ask Alex quickly.

"No." Jordan shook his head.

"I don't understand what you mean, Jordan please explain!" pinta Alex with an intense look.

"I feel guilty for what happened to Calvin. After all, I was the one who gave the order. That's why I want to make amends, Lex," Jordan said slowly.

"Redeeming the mistake of pretending to love her. Is that what you mean?" alex asked with a face that turned sour.

"Not pretend, but learn. Every time I learn to love her, and try to forget Lyana. But ... Now I realize, the heart is not easily forced. I had so much trouble cultivating a love for Freya, I hated myself Lex" Jordan explained with a rough gust of breath.

Alex got up from his seat growling with annoyance. Totally clueless with Jordan's way of thinking.

"You know, this attitude of yours really hurt Freya. I know he was down at the time, but this is no way to make up for your guilt! You can be a friend, or a sister. Don't limit her to a love lie, let her be with a man who truly loves her. Now he loves you, and it turns out your feelings are fake. Imagine how he feels. You have heart, Jordan!" alex said with a hunting breath. His anger began to ignite, he was not willing if Freya was only played.

"I thought I could love her, but for so long together, that feeling still hasn't changed" Jordan said. He nodded while holding his head.

"Then what are you going to do?" ask Alex. He tried to dampen his emotions and returned to sit next to Jordan.

"Nothing, just let it all go by itself. I can't be honest, because it must hurt Freya" Jordan replied.

"He wouldn't know if you hadn't told him. Never mind Lex, everything's done, just let it flow like this. I just need a moment to calm down" Jordan said.

"You think he's a fool, for a long time he must have known what's in your heart!" snapped Alex.

"No, I've always been nice to her. I'll treat her like the woman I love. I'll think of him as ... Lyana," Jordan said.

A second after Jordan mentioned Lyana's name, a loud voice echoed in their ears.

"Oh, so it's like that, Jordan!" said Freya in a cold tone.

Alex and Jordan were shocked. Whether since when Freya came, they did not hear the sound of high hells beats he wore.

Freya stepped closer to the two men who were talking about her. Freya's glint of eyes implied anger and disappointment.

"Freya, since when were you there?" jordan asked a little nervously. He got up from his seat, and so did Alex.

"That's not important, what's important now is that I know how your heart is filled. I'm so disappointed, Jordan!" said Freya with her sharp gaze. He moved closer to Jordan and Alex.

"Freya, relax! I can explain everything" Jordan said.

"I don't need your explanation, everything is clear!" sahut Freya with a hunting breath. His chest seemed to rise and fall withholding emotions.

"Freya, this is not what you imagined. Let Jordan explain it to you." Alex chimed in.

"Shut up!" snapped Freya.

"City___"

"Silence Lex, you're no different from him. I don't need your explanation!" scream Freya.

"Freya don't be rash, let me talk and listen well!" jordan said firmly.

"Shut up, I said shut up! Your conversation just now, was enough for me. Now I know how you feel. You deliberately played with my fragile heart. You kissed me imagining Lyana's face, didn't you? I didn't think you were that mean, Jordan!" snapped Freya.

"Key___"

"Get out of my life!" freya snapped in a very high tone, while pulling the trigger of the glock meyer pistol that had accompanied her for many years.

Jordan did not have time to avoid, he did not expect Freya would act that determinedly. He fell on the floor, when a hot bullet started lodging in his chest.

"Jordan! Jordan! You're Freya's crazy!" yelled Alex loudly.

"Yes, you're crazy, and it's because of him!" furious Freya.

Tears began to pour down her cheeks. He slumped because of the loss of Calvin, then rose slowly, thanks to the outpouring of love from Jordan. But apparently, the love given is fake. Freya does not accept being played, she does not want to be made a shadow.

"Jordan! Wake Jordan! Fre, get the antidote, hurry!" yell Alex. He knows the hallmark of Freya's weapons, he always uses poison bullets.

Freya threw the glass bottle that was stored in a small bag. Without a word he turned around, and swung his legs leaving Jordan and Alex.

"If you can survive, I can forgive you too! But if you're dead, maybe that's for the best. Destiny, why always play tricks on me. Whenever I intend to improve, there are always obstacles. Heh well, then I will stick to my path, whether it be today, tomorrow, or later" Freya growled inwardly.

He was devastated by everything that happened in his life. Losing a parent, losing all assets, then losing Calvin. Now when he began to rise from the slump, again fate gave a bitter reality. The heart that was once softened, is now back hard and dead.

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