Show Me Your Soul

What happens if life throws you off track? What if someone asks you to trust him, even though you know nothing about him? Would you trust him?
Cecily Martesse is a normal student in her second year at college. Just when the next normal semester starts, she meets Ace - a handsome boy that throws her life upside down. Compelled by his words, his voice, his behavior, she finds herself getting dragged into a world full of secrets, unfaithfulness and deceit.
Just when she hears some devastating news about her brother, she has to face things she never knew she could endure.
A story about love, trust and friendship. Rated Mature for adult language and hot love scenes.


4. Alex, Cinderella & Hypocrisy





After spending the whole Saturday evening and Sunday morning with Cassy and Ruby, I was already exhausted. We chatted and watching a few movies until Ruby’s snoring was a sign for us that we should get to bed now. Well, it was also four in the morning, so we were all tired. 

As we finished our breakfast, I said goodbye to the girls and headed with my car to LAX Airport.

Alex landed at midday and the moment she stepped out of the airport, I flung my arms around her, her familiar scent filling my nostrils as my best friend wrapped her arms tightly around mine. We went straight at my place since we had so much to catch up and she didn’t want to spend her first day back in Los Angeles all by herself.

She told me about her stay in Seoul and everything she saw, and I told her about everything that happened during her absence including Noah.

“Wow. I’m so shocked and so sorry. That must be a mistake, right? I mean, surely he wouldn’t do something that stupid, right? Or maybe that guy set Noah up for that!”

“I don’t know… we can’t talk to him about that stuff, so the lawyer tells us everything about the case and the progress. He posted a request of discharge in reason of lacking proofs and not endangering society.”

“Yes, he’s damn right! Noah would’ve never done those things. When is your next visit?”

“Next month, we can only visit him once a week for an hour. And only family members, sorry.” I added when I sensed that she wanted to come, too. I would like to have her by my side since Alex was nearly a family member.

“I’m so sorry that you had to go through this on your own.”, she said and started crying. We consoled each other and after we both stopped crying, we were talking about something else.

It was like good, old times: In my bed, our feet leaned against the wall and we kept gossiping or talking about studies and boys.

“So, tell me more about this Ace”, she said, a smirk on her face, making me regret that I even mentioned that arrogant, rude boy. Nonetheless, I told her everything that happened between the two of us. Not that there was much to tell, though, I barely know him.

“It’s just, I don’t understand him. One second he’s joking arrogantly and a jackass, the next he’s concerned about my well-being, and then he’s furious oh and sometimes seductive. It’s like there are many Aces.”

Alex started grinning. “Oh honey, isn’t he obvious–“

“No, he isn’t!”, I said automatically. “Believe me, that’s only a show. Like Aro last year. Back then, I also thought he was maybe interested in getting to know me and I was terribly wrong. And now Ace is just playing with me and likes to mess with my head.”

“If you say so, Cecy. But I would really like to meet him. Then I could observe him and tell you what those signs mean. Why are you so sure it’s like with Aro? You had some bad experience with a jerk, don’t be influenced by that.”
“You sound like Cassy.” She smiled. “You can come visit me and see for yourself that I’m right.”

“Or you can text him and we’ll go meet him.”

“No. no. no. No way. Not happening. And don’t give me that reindeer look! What should I say? And another thing I learned from my mistakes with Aro: I won’t ever make the first move. Ever. If a guy is really interested in me, then he should have the balls to tell me so. And if a guy’s in love with me, then he also should tell me first. I’ll never invite a guy for anything again. I’m done with running after them. Another sign that he’s not interested, Alex.”

“Okay, okay. It was just an idea. Okay, then I’ll come visit you one day and you can introduce me also to that guy, what was his name? Paul Kim? He’s so fucking hot! And I can brag with my Korean knowledges now.” She smirked while I giggled and couldn’t stop anymore.


Stupid Valentine’s Day came closer and closer but fortunately, most of the students in my semester didn’t talk about it. We were too busy with a stupid presentation everyone had to do in groups. I was in a group with Ruby, and Cassy with Anna. Since Aro and Lucas were a semester higher than us, Josh and Eric agreed to work together and already did some preparatory work. They wanted to get together with Ace, too, but two was the limit.

“Sorry guys, three in a group is not possible”, Professor Phillips said at the end of the lecture. She looked at them with severe eyes before rushing out of the door.

“Fuck. Well, just stick together and I’ll find another group”, I heard Ace say matter-of-factly when I packed my things together for our next course.

Ruby and Cassy have already finished and waited for me at the door. When I was about to get up, I saw a blonde blur walking past me. Oh no.

It was Karen. Today, she wore a “dress” that would surely fit me as t-shirt and she was about half a foot taller than me. At least she wore some slightly ripped tights that covered her thighs a bit.

Making her way towards the boys as if this was a catwalk, her voice sounded shrill and smoky, ready to seduce him any minute.

“Oh Ace!”, she said in a high voice and linked arms with him “If you’re not in a group, you can join me.”

Disgusting. I thought Karen would want to work with Melissa since they were inseparable but apparently, her hormones were driving her rather to Ace.

Is she so needy?


“Great. Yeah.”, he said grinning.

I felt my stomach twitching at her pathetic attempt to get his attention but ignored it.

“Fantastic! You want to visit me next Saturday to discuss everything at my place?” She giggled and still held his arm.

“Uh, yeah. I’ll be there.”

“Awesome! Then call me if there’s anything you need or want to know.” She took out a pen and wrote her number on his hand.

So cliché. As I rolled my eyes, Ace’s eyes met mine, his look as unreadable as usual. Pretending to not have heard any of that conversation, I frowned and quickly made my way through the door without giving him the satisfaction to notice his intense stare.

“What took you so long?”, Cassy exclaimed.

“Sorry”, I mumbled.

“Everything okay, you look like you’ve seen a ghost”, Ruby said.

I laughed “No, I’m fine. Just Karen being Miss Bitchy McBitchBitch.” They burst out into a laughter as we made our way to the cafeteria.

Ruby and I were organized pretty well with everything. Our presentation was almost finished. After working until Sunday night we decided to make the rest next weekend at home.


On Monday at lunch, I nearly choked to death.

The girls and I decided to sit with the boys although I wasn’t too happy to be at the same table with Ace but I didn’t resist. I don’t want them to know how much I despise him or explain anything, so I sat as far away from him as possible. And as long as Karen’s mouth wasn’t disgustingly glued to his skin, everything should be fine, more or less.

They were all mostly talking about college, patients, football or gossip.

Finishing his lasagna, Josh said out of nowhere, “Oh Cecily, guess who I met this morning. Marc! He’s going to get a treatment from someone of a higher semester.”

I choked on a big piece of meat until tears came up and my lungs felt like coming out. “What?”, I said raspy when I calmed down.

“Whoa… didn’t expect this reaction. If I had known you stifled so hard I would have waited until you finished eating.”

“Oh shush, that was just a coincidence. I also met him a couple times here at the clinic.” And that was true. Last semester, I had met my former anatomy tutor on my way to the clinic a few times but didn’t exchange a polite smile I didn’t exchange much with him.

“Who’s Marc?”, Anna asked.

“Cecily’s love of her life!”, Eric said grinning.

“Shut up, that is not true!” I couldn’t believe they were still annoying me with that.

“Oh please, you had a crush on him, just admit it after all this time. There was always this tense atmosphere between you two”, Josh added smirking.

“How would you even know? You weren’t in our group!” Unbelievable how guys could stick together in times like this.

“Yeah, but I heard the stories. You even fell on his arms.” Oh no, not this story again.

“Oh yeah, right, I remember!”, Cassy said. Why, why, why did they have to remind me of one of the most embarrassing moments in my life?!

“What happened?” Anna was curious, well I couldn’t blame her. The way the boys portrayed it, it sounded like a movie.

“Nothing spectacular. I didn’t sleep well that day and didn’t eat or drink anything, so I started not feeling well in anatomy and I fainted. When I woke up, Marc’s hands were under my head, so I guess I must’ve fallen in his direction.”

“Oh, that sounds adorable!”, Anna said. She saw me with her dreamy eyes as if Cinderella came and told her the story about how she lost her shoe.

“No, it wasn’t. That was the most embarrassing moment in my life. And besides, I hated Marc. We were always fighting and he was very rude and arrogant.”

Like Ace.

I would rather bite my tongue off than admitting that. The truth was, I had started to like Marc after a while. He wasn’t that severe with me when I didn’t know something in anatomy and sometimes even joked! But all that didn’t matter because –

“He had a girlfriend. Or rather has a girlfriend, so their love was doomed. Poor Cecily, but don’t worry you’ll find your prince charming one day”, Josh said.

I shook my head, trying to be as relaxed as possible.

“Oh that’s a pity!” The Cinderella dream was over, Anna.

“Oh please, who cares? If you had made a move he probably would have left her!”, Eric said jokingly.

At this moment, Ace’s fork fell off his hand and landed with shrillness on his plate. His icy eyes kept piercing Eric as his mouth was a thin line and jaw clenched.


“’Who cares?’ Are you fucking serious?”

Double oh-oh. He was talking in a low voice, but I never thought a voice could be this deadly. “What kind of person gets in between a couple? What kind of person would she have been if she had thrown herself at him knowing he was taken?”

“I-I didn’t mean it like that, Ace. Relax, I was joking.”

“Well, then your fucking sense of humor clearly sucks, because that isn’t funny at all.”

I couldn’t stop staring at him. Why was he so furious? True, Eric sometimes babbles without thinking, but he shouldn’t take him seriously.

“Guys, guys, let’s calm down! Phew, all this fuss about Marc. Let’s talk about something else”, Ruby intervened. Thank God, because Ace looked like he might punch Eric in his face.

After a few minutes of awkward silence everyone went to different directions. What a great lunch.


“I don’t understand why Ace was so furious. I mean, Eric sure talks a lot of bullshit but he doesn’t have to take him seriously”, Cassy said when we were at the girl’s bathroom near the changing room.

“Hm…I didn’t understand it, either”, I said meekly. I don’t know him good enough to comprehend his behavior. It’s like there were many Aces yet there is one person that might know him better than us. “Anna, do you know why he was so upset?”

Turning her gaze to me, she looked shyly to the ground. “I don’t know exactly, either. I barely knew him in Chicago. But I heard that there was a big fight between him and another person. Apparently it was because of a girl. Maybe someone tried to steal his girlfriend or something like this… I don’t know.”

Okay, that was unexpected. My stomach made for a millisecond a jump but I ignored it. “What?!”

“Yeah, I think there was someone back then but I’m not that sure.”

But if he had a girlfriend why did he come to L.A.? Even if they were separated, you don’t move across the country just to get away from that person. And what were all those flirt actions with me? Or that scene with Karen?

I felt sick. I knew it. He was just a womanizer babbling about moral and faithfulness even though he is the real Casanova.


When I was at college, I was distracted, indeed. I was distracted from my family problems at home. When I talk to the girls, my mind wasn’t with my brother but the moment I am alone, the moment I read or treat a patient, my thoughts were killing me, making my stomach twitch and giving me a headache.

No, I need to pull myself together. I can’t start crying every time I think about Noah or when I write a request to the attorney or when I drive to the prison and feel the coldness from the brick walls wrapping around me.

Things still weren’t clear with Noah’s case and he was still under suspicion of being involved with an illegal business.


The next days were hard to ignore Karen’s presence. She was basically glued to Ace and the others. On every occasion she grabbed his arm, laughed about his jokes and hit him lightly on his chest. Ugh!

Such a slut.

I tried to ignore them by walking past them without giving a second glance or try to overhear her skanky laughs at his jokes.

Unfortunately, I was late for orthodontic class on Thursday at 2 p.m. (Why am I late when it’s not even in the morning? Man, I need some vacations), so I took the elevator and – great – Ace was already in it. He probably came from the cellar after changing his clothes. Wearing scrubs should be illegal for him. How could a plain white shirt and plain white pants look so damn good on him? So unfair.

I got in and felt his stare in my back. He could stab me with his look, I wouldn’t start a conversation with him even if–

“You look pretty with your hair half up”, he said matter-of-factly.

What the-? Where did that come from? Turning around, I realized my mouth being half open. I had expected he was blushing or smiling or something, but he was just leaning against the wall, looking bored as usual.

I felt heat rising up my body but I forced myself to look him in the eye.

“Do you have a girlfriend in Chicago?”, I spluttered. Oh no, I did not just say that.

He arched an eyebrow and came one step closer. “Why you ask?”, he said and played with a strand of my hair. I hated it when someone answered to a question with a question. His hand in my hair was clearly too distracting because I couldn’t come up with a good excuse why I asked him such a personal thing.

I pulled my hair from his hand away and gave him a steady glance. “Just curious.” Lame.

He cocked his head to the side. “Did you throw yourself at that Marc?” Eh?

“No, of course not!” I was too shocked he asked me such a personal question to realize that he dodged mine. “And that doesn’t regard you the bit.”

“Oh really? Such a hypocrite, aren’t you? You just asked me something as personal.”


“I am not a hypocrite. I-I… well, I was just curious since you reacted that furiously at lunch.”

I thought honesty was the best way, yet it seemed to make him just more furious.

Narrowing his eyes, he bended his head down, bringing his face at eyelevel to me. “If you know what’s best for you, you don’t meddle in other people’s affairs that are clearly none of your business”, he hissed.

Wow. That was very clear.

“You don’t have to be mean. And I’m not meddling in your affair, it was just a question. If you don’t want to give an answer then just say it politely, you don’t have to be an ass.”

Straightening his body, he gave me a killing glance with his cold eyes. “Then let me make myself perfectly clear: Don’t stick your nose in things that don’t concern you.”

Tearing his gaze off me, he walked past me and disappeared in the hallway.

My head was spinning. Couldn’t this conversation have gotten any weirder? One second he was making me compliments about my looks, the next he threw hateful things at me. Yup, he definitively hated me.







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