Trisha Louise Lockwood. 

A girl who's tired of having a bad reputation. A girl who decides to change despite her challenging home situation. A girl who thought she was unreadable until she met Tobias Melvin. 

She didn't know one person could change her entire life. 

She didn't know one person could save her from so many demons. 

He calls her SUGAR despite her life being anything but sweet.

"When something tastes bitter, what do you do? You add sugar because it sweetens it up perfectly and it tastes better." Tobias responds, his eyes flickering between my lips and eyes. I feel like my heart is going to burst through my chest and I simply nod back at him. 

"I strongly believe if you enter someone's life, you'll sweeten it up completely," Tobias whispers, his breathing becoming shallow. His eyes are fully trained on my lips now and I let my tongue flick out, wetting my bottom lip. 

I don't know if it's my imagination but I'm sure I hear an animal like growl come from his throat. . . 
                     
Only for a split second. 

"Do you need sugar in your life?" I whisper bravely, my voice trembling. He takes a few seconds to reply but his response has me quivering at the knees -

"You know I do."

SUGAR

I sit there, in the middle of chaos, clutching her body to mine. Around me, people scream and scramble to call an ambulance but I already know there's no hope. The tears have dried up and I sit there numb, emotionless. I'd finally found my person and she'd been taken away from me. 


Have I really done such evil in life to deserve this? 


I know I haven't lived a perfect life and I've done unspeakable things but Trish didn't need to pay the price for that. 


"I'm so sorry," I whisper, stroking her hair away from her face. The rain continues to pelt down on us both and everyone around me blurs out until it's just me and her. I close my eyes and breathe in her scent because I know it'll probably be the last time I'm able to. In the distance, I hear the sirens of the police and the ambulance approaching us. 


"I'm sorry." I repeat, hanging my head in sorrow as my heart continues to break into a million pieces. 


You're dead to me.