Pure Perfection

JULIANA'S POV

"Do you need any help"

I turned around to meet meet the emerald green eyes of Tyberias. He looked handsome as ever, but I didn't miss the look of tiredness that washed over his face. My eyes ran up and down his body and I realised that he was dressed in an all black suit, even his shirt was black. Weird.

When I was about to accept his offer, I remembered how he didn't even bother to text me back

"No. I'm fine." I snapped and began to walk away before he lightly grabbed by wrist and began to reach for my bags.

"Let me help" he said taking the bags from my grasp.

"I said I'm fine" I replied pulling my bags back with too strong of a force causing one of my bags to fall on the floor.

More specifically , my Victoria's Secret bag, revealing the lingerie I had just bought.

I quickly bent down, shoving the underwear in the bag, my embarrassment evident on my face. I heard him clear his throat before speaking

"Why won't you let me help you?"

"Why didn't you texted me back?" Oh god, I sound so desperate right now.

I saw him sigh.

"Look, it's been a tough few weeks. I was busy"

My anger slowly disappeared as noticed how tired he really looked. It seemed like he hadn't shaved in days and his hair was slightly messier than it usually was. His eyes didn't have the familiar friendliness that I was used to, instead they looked cold and empty.

"What happened?" I asked, deciding to place my right hand on his arm.

a punch in the stomache when I felt him tense beneath me. I quickly removed

need to worry about now let me

insist" I said. My hands did ache, after

I was surprised that he was driving this time instead of his

quiet. But then he broke the

come you're living with your mother now, I never got

old' so she's going to find a normal job. I'm just glad

mean 'this time'?"

with Estella, she got sent home because she was shot in the shoulder. I tried to convince her

on money? I

don't necessarily have a lot, but I'm grateful because we're fortunate enough

intensely. The dull expression he wore was no more, instead it was replaced

the

complex and got in the elevator. I pressed the button to take us to the 7th floor. I stared in the mirror and made eye contact with Tyberias. I quickly looked

opened and he walked me to my door

him scratch his stubble nervously.

should get going, it's late" I

about to say something

"Yeh,okay", he nodded

it was supposed to go. He was supposed to apologise for being and asshole and

halfway down the hall when I

I yelled not too loud. He stopped and turned around and starting to walk

want to go out again sometime?" I stared down, not being able to handle

He hesitated before answering.

to say yes, I don't think that's a good idea,