Our Surface

Anna's POVI had gone through the books in my Wattpad library for the umpteenth time, I needed a book that would keep me locked from my phone and I was yet to find it.The chime of a new message caught my attention, and I minimized my screen before going through my messages. If I knew what awaited me, I wouldn't have.The content of the message sent me throwing my phone at the farthest end, I was gripped by fear that had suddenly pounced on me like a cat on an unsuspecting mouse. I could feel one of my panic attacks creeping in slowly and I struggled to inhale and exhale, at the same time I struggled to count to one hundred like I was advised in therapy. Why wasn't it working? My brain felt like a giant spider web trying to contain all my fears, and all of them seemed to be crawling towards me right now with their sharp little teeth bared. All of them wanted to bite me where it hurts. The pain was unbearable, but I could not stop shaking. What if they succeeded? Why was I spinning

Anna's POVNo, I didn't receive any more text from Scar, and no it didn't make me feel any better. It left me in a panic and made me more watchful than a hawk. I could also feel Erica watching but I pretended not to notice because noticing meant talking and I wasn't ready to do any of that.I threw myself into work as if my life depended on it. It was a busy month for us as we were expecting a visitor, a big one or so I heard. Even Trevor and his jokes didn't help. It only took him a while to realize that something was off about me and he didn’t stop bugging me about him when I couldn't take it anymore, I snapped at him.An action I regretted because he was a sweetheart and didn't deserve any of my ill-treatment.Trevor was a colleague whom Erica could swear on her life that he had a thing for me but I didn't think it was true though. Trevor was way out of my league and the last thing I needed was a man. The last time someone tried to get with me I ended up in the hospital and I was

Anna's POVAnd just like Erica said, Danny came over with a box of pepperoni pizza and drinks.Danny was Erica's boyfriend, they had been dating for eight months and I think they were a perfect match. With his sandy blond hair, tanned skin, dimpled cheeks, sea-green eyes that seemed to glow from afar, and his infectious smile but he was shy and reserved yet somewhat easygoing. There was a certain glow of affection in his eyes whenever he looked at Erica. It was as if she held the stars within her own eyes while also lighting up the entire galaxy that is Danny Phantom. It was strange to me at first, it made me question what their definition of love was and made me question what my definition of love was. Scar never looked at me like that, when he did, there was a certain glint of mischief in his eyes and a knowing smirk on his face and it took me years to figure out what he wanted even though I could see right through him sometimes. I was young, I had only finished high school. Sc

Caden's POVI left for work earlier than I usually did. Today I had papers to sort out. I was going to meet some artists to talk about collaboration deals and I needed to buy art pieces, to add to what we had and I was going to add some of my work. I had to plan to avoid paying extra due to some of them working on commission.As I tried to park properly in the parking lot, that feisty red-haired passed by, I noticed how long her hair was and her clothes were fitting, giving the perfect trace of a pair of firm hips and perfect derrière I didn’t know she had. Her legs were long and slim. Her waist was narrow enough to make me lose my breath and I couldn't help but curse myself.What was I doing checking out an annoying bitch when I had so much to do?I got out of the car and walked inside, walked right past her, and I don't think she noticed because she had her head buried in the files in front of her, mumbling incoherent words to herself.What surprised me was the other worker, Trevor

Anna's POV“Can you stop looking at me like that?” Erica was driving us home and I could feel her glancing over at me regularly. She is supposed to be focused on driving.“Like what? Are you guilty of something?”She turned to me again.“Your eyes should be on the road Erica, I don’t want to die, squashed in a car like a bug” I wasn't lying, I didn't want to end that way and I couldn't understand why I was being unnecessarily accused tonight.First Him and now Erica?“What were you guys talking about?” I should have known that was where she was driving.“Nothing” I wasn't entirely lying… I wasn't even lying.“It looked like something, you guys were standing pretty close” There was a glint of mischief in her eyes as she demonstrated with her hands.“Hands on the wheel Erica!” I yelled.“Fine. You don’t have to be so mean” She grumbled.My eyes were back to looking out of the window, they moved around random things from the couple that was holding hands while they kissed, a group of teen