*Back to the Present*

- Destiny -

I didn't tell Eros much, other than the general story of what Payne told me about his suicidal ways and what I saw that night. I didn't mention a thing about Psyche, I didn't want to reopen that old wound of his.

I couldn't decipher what was going on in his mind as I told him this. But the needle he hid away from me earlier was probably another one of his crazy ways to kill himself. Poisoning.

I'm not sure I want to know or see the other horrific ways he used to commit suicide. That night was gruesome enough for me.

"I'm sorry," Eros mumbled.

"For what exactly?" I questioned.

"For letting you see all that," he answered.

The whole time his eyes were down, staring at his hands. It felt like I was reprimanding a child.

"It's okay, I just hope you won't do something like that again. You won't, would you?" I tried anchoring this in his mind and he glanced up at me.

I could tell that the needle was flashing in his mind right now, insecurity delving in his features.

"I'll try," was all he could say.

I smiled, that was better than not even trying. I stood up and he grabbed my wrist, "Where are you going?"

His touch sent a tingling sensation up my arm and I sighed contently, even though I'm paired with someone else.

I can't do this.

"I'm going to the gym, Jordan is probably waiting for me." Lies. My partner was probably busy helping celebrities train right now. I remember him telling me that he was helping Chris Evans prepare for Captain America or something.

I had other things to attend to though, my manager would be in the studio waiting to get a hold of me.

Sadness flashed on his face but he tried covering it, "Have fun."

My heart ached, for all kinds of reasons. For him being sad, for the fact that he didn't love me for who I was, for me being paired with someone else.

He stood up too, then reached out to me and I melted in his embrace. Our bodies fit together like pieces of a perfect puzzle, my heart longed and literally begged for my body to stay this way.

But my brain knew better, and I pulled away, "Stay safe Eros."

He nodded, "You too Destiny."

***

- Eros -

I tried.

I really fucking tried.

But one hour away from her felt like a decade and my heart ached till I couldn't breathe.

Payne told her about my suicidal tendencies but she didn't push me away like I thought she would. She even came down to talk to me today.

She's too good for me. I don't deserve her.

That's why I let her run back to her new partner and why I'm letting the poison run wild and burn in me.

My muscles contracted tightly and my body hurt like hell. I could barely breathe but somehow, I managed to enjoy the pain. 

My body convulsed and thrashed violently in my office. The poison making my mouth foam and vomit was everywhere.

I hated it.

I hated myself.

I hated my life.

I hated everyone I've ever fucked and killed.

I hated Destiny's partner.

I hated my mother.

I hated Psyche for loving someone else.

But I love Destiny.

Deep down in my disgusting soul, I could never hate such a pure and beautiful soul.

Even Psyche couldn't compare to her.

The door to my office flew open and I heard Payne shouting profanities at me before getting on the phone.

My eyes were blurry by then, and I wondered just how much the poison was affecting me.

I wouldn't die, I knew that much.

Then I felt myself being lifted off the ground by my stained shirt and I realised my nose was bleeding.

I could barely move my body, wow the poison was strong. I loved it.

Then my back was pushed up against my bookshelves and a huge punch came into contact with my face. The blood that gushed out of my mouth felt like a river.

I could feel my lungs fill up with it as I gasped for air.

Then I felt a hand grip my neck and I lost my ability to breathe.

"YOU ARE A DISGRACE AND A HOPELESS EXCUSE FOR A HUMAN BEING! MUCH LESS A GOD! I’m glad Destiny is not with an idiot like you! You know what?! In fact, I’m glad Psyche fell in love with someone else! YOU DON’T DESERVE ANYONE!"

Payne proceeded to swiftly snap my neck and throw my limp body on the ground. I could still somehow see and sense what was going on around me. 

I closed my eyes and sighed painfully, just before I blacked out.

***

- Destiny -

I sat in the living room, exhausted from a day's work. I felt extremely jittery though. I checked my phone and realised only hours have passed since I saw Eros.

And I was already worried for him. I didn’t know why.

"Babe, I’m back," Jordan strode into my living room and the stench of his perspiration hit me hard.

"How was your day at the gym?" I distracted myself from his smell by letting him ramble on about the different celebrities he helped to keep in shape.

"Scarlett Johansson is freaking hot man, you should see her for yourself one day. Maybe then you will decide to come train more often."

I rolled my eyes and went into my room to prepare to get out of the house. I wasn’t happy with the way he described the ladies. He was plain disrespectful.

He even called some sluts and bitches and I hated it. 

I would never tolerate such bull crap but I didn't want to trouble Eros any further. I'll just keep out of Jordan's way as often as I can.

I grabbed my handbag and threw in an extra set of clothes because I was already prepared to sleep over at my manager's apartment for the night.

I didn't want to stay with an over egoistical and extremely horny Jordan.

"Going somewhere?" He voiced out from behind me and I jumped slightly.

I breathed in calmly and turned to him, "I'm going over to the studio to meet my manager, she said there's some stuff she wanted to clarify with me. Some contract about a new movie or show or something."

He reached over and pulled my waist against his hard muscular body. Every fibre in my body wanted to wriggle out of his embrace, I didn't like being here with him.

"Hmm, I hope you'll be home tomorrow or in the morning though. You've yet to have given me a good fuck," he grumbled agitated.

I could feel his hard length press against me and I knew I had to get out of there or he'd take me whether I liked it or not.

I nodded, unsure how I was going to escape from my situation any longer. But I'll run as long as I could.

"I'll try to see you tomorrow then, rest well Jordan," I kissed him quickly and grabbed my bag, almost running out of my own house.

Ever since Dylan, Trevor and Jordan entered my life, my home never felt like one anymore. Somehow they would come over and make themselves comfortable.

My apartment used to be my solace after a long tiring day of working and acting and whatever else that came with my rising career.

Now though, I dreaded going home. Plus with Trevor abusing me that one time, my home felt cold and desolate.

I hated going back to my apartment, so that was probably why I ran to the club. To find my home. Even in his broken state, I found more comfort in Eros than I did in my own bleak place.

I hopped into my new shiny red Aston Martin One-77 and sped down the road.

***

- Eros -

I woke up in extreme discomfort, I had to get rid of the poison in me.

But first, I pressed on my back and readjusted my spine back into place. Hearing the sickening crunch of bones. Then I pushed my neck back into position and I stretched briefly.

I rushed to the bathroom and puked my whole stomach out. I heaved and lurched until there was nothing left. Thank goodness I decided to drink the poison instead of injecting it into my blood. It would be slightly more troublesome to get rid of.

I took a bath before going back out to my office and realised it was cleaned. Right, Payne was the one that beat me up. He must've asked the staff to clean after me.

I sighed and turned the television on, changing into the clean khaki suit Payne left on the sofa for me.

I grumbled, I just wanted to go home.

But again, if I went home, there was probably a bunch of arrows waiting for me to pair another round of couples.

I smoothed my hair back and left my office, my empty club looking dark and depressing during the day. I'll be back tonight for a drink.

And to pair some other humans.

I walked out the doors and got into my white Reventon. I drove down in light after peak traffic and checked my dashboard, it was about ten in the morning.

I decided to grab a snack in the centre of the city. I wanted to be surrounded by people at least. I didn't want to be alone.

My clubs decked the corners of the city so you could get there without much of the hustle and bustle of the crowded town yet still have the thrill of everything happening.

I passed a cafe and a familiar red head popped out in my peripheral vision.

Well, that sets what I'm going to do today.