All Chapters of Falling, Fallen.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 The transparent doors of the bookstore─Lawrence, shut close soundlessly as Jeremy walked out with his baby blue satchel, perched on his right shoulder. A sudden assault of coldness creeping up his sleeveless arms made Jeremy halt for a second. He rubbed his goosebumps filled arms to find some momentous warmth. 

 It has been approximately two weeks since the incident at EDEN. Two weeks since Roy could take his mind of regular stress and focus on his hobby─in other words making cocktails.  Fourteen days of unwanted break really spoils one's mood. After all, this break kept Roy away from his hobby. 

 EDEN's lounge area was nearly quiet─except for the sound of the occasional tapping of fingers─and Monroe and Ken's breathing─as both of them sat busy with their iPhones respectively. The orange-yellowish mini bulbs hung low above the mahogany counter─Roy was currently standing behind. The light grazed the wood with tenderness, the smallest of the lines on

 Tonight─the sky looked clear. Pairs of stars were scattered across the bluish-black sky─creating a widespread halo of twinkling lights. The neon headers of EDEN reflected on the pavement. The street light lamp overlaying it's shadow. 

 Roy's reflection grinned back at him from the mirror, forehead hidden by the messy bed hair and his grey orbs shining with newfound joy. Last night Roy had managed to snag up the number of his beautiful bus stop stranger, Jeremy─by uncertain luck.  

 The ear piercing shrieks from the audience stands rattled Jeremy to his core. His breath fell short on witnessing the massive Volleyball court. The splendidly brightened Gym exuded energy. Indeed this was a mindblowing first time experience for Jeremy. "Shooketh, aren't ya?" A voice spoke smugly in Jeremy's ear. He turned to the petite lady on his arm smir

 Peering into the blue—green changeable eyes of Jeremy with veiled grief, Roy forced a gulp down his clogged up throat. No matter how hard Roy beckoned his inner self to speak, a storm of misery twisted his stomach. Jeremy on the contrary refused to change his happy expression and firmly waited for Roy to speak. Unable to hold the silence, Sasha cut it off asking—rather enthusiastically "Do you know him Jerry?" Roy's heart throbbed listening to the nickname and his brows creased. The intense emotions running through Roy was indecipherable to others present. Jeremy glanced at his elder sister and repli

 Rising as victorious with consecutive wins in the last two Sets of all three, Amaryllis Volleyball Team was surrounded by appraisals and cheers. Defeating the team in their domain certainly proved hard for Karlstein. As for Roy, other than admiring Jeremy's confused little faces-hopeless trials at understanding Volleyball―and enchanting looks, Roy didn't p

 Roy had been too preoccupied with thoughts revolving around Jeremy, that he didn't notice his arousal. His face was now totally red to neck—Roy immediately stood up from the couch and brushed past Ken—who was busy toppling over in hysterics. 

 Destiny or not, one thing was final and that is―Roy is taking full advantage of their encounter this time. The old lady talking to Jeremy saw Roy coming over and perhaps made assumptions that the other handsome lad coming over might be a friend of the beautiful lad she is currently conversing to.