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2024-10-29 19:42:56HAILEY
“Can I pick up tomorrow night?” he was insisting for a hundred times.
“We already talked about it. I’ll see you on Monday morning, Percie.”
He wasn’t impressed with my decision, but I knew he’d respect it in the end. I already spent my whole Saturday with him. He rubbed the back of his neck before he knocked on my parents’ door.
“You can go now. I’m sure the squirrel can’t kidnap me to its lair,” I cracked a joke before he left me with those sad eyes.
“If you change your mind.”
“I won’t.” I cut him off. “Now go before Mom would ask you what we did in the lake house.”
“And what if they’d ask you?” His eyes glinted with mischief.
“We sat on the deck, ate our lunch, talked about school projects—”
“And we made out. That was a whole lot of—” I covered his mouth with my hand when I heard footsteps from the house.
“Go,” I warned him with a look. He was right, though. We made ou
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HAILEY We arrived at the old warehouse where the party was held. It was crowded that we could barely make it to see their stupid game. Two students were assigned to record the game. The crowd started laughing when one of the jocks asked an overweight student who looked so drunk. If he wasn’t tied, he might have fallen off the chair. Anger raged beneath my skin as I noticed Remy was one of the jocks, and he seemed not enjoying the way they treated the poor guy. But if what Victoria and Megan had told me was true, their parents were elite club members. That was how they became buddies. And it seemed that he didn’t have a choice but to be a part of this, or he would look weak, and he would be the target of these stupid rich kids. “Where’s Lexie?” I asked Megan. I couldn’t call Percie. He needed his undivided attention in searching for Lexie. Once he knew I came over to help, he would just be mad at me. “Percie hasn’t still call
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HAILEY “What the hell were you thinking?” I was still pressing a tissue against my swollen nose, wincing in pain. “Who are you now, Hailey? I don’t recognize you anymore?” Dad was shaking with anger down at me. “It was my fault, Mr. Ward. I went to your house to tell Hailey about Lexie,” Victoria said as we gathered in the precinct. “No. It was my fault. I was the one who told Victoria to go to Hailey—” “I don’t care who’s fault who! You all could have gotten hurt. Why didn’t you just call the police or call 911?” “And tell what, Dad?” I met Dad’s gaze. “That someone held a party? As far as I know, it’s not illegal.” “Underage drinking. Taking of drug substance. How about bullying? I don’t care if they own the city, I still took an oath to protect the people.” “Are we under arrest, Mr. Ward?” “No. But you will stay here until morning.” Dad turned to me. “And you are grounded. You will stay and go to schoo
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HAILEY Percie looked right into my eyes, and my heart just broke to see how deep sadness lingered in. “Come home with me.” “But Dad—” “We would understand. I’ll take the fall.” He took a deep breath, not breaking eye contact. “I need you right now.” He pressed his lips against my forehead. “I-I thought I’d lost you. I couldn’t watch it again. You couldn’t know the feeling of watching someone you love—someone you cared about slipping through your finger—or through your sight until they’re gone. And I’d rather die before I’d go through that again, Hailey.” I nodded, and I didn’t know if I should answer or kiss him again. “Don’t ever do that stupid heroism again. Come with me. I need to feel you because right now, I feel like I’m still dreaming of you that every time I want to reach out to you, you slip through my grasp.” I cupped his face. “I’m here. I’m alive. I’m right here with you.” “Please?” The
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HAILEY It was amazing! I was not exhausted of some sort, but I had barely enough energy left to breathe when he drew me into his arms and never let me go. His sigh of contentment was a relief that there would be no awkward moment after sex—one of the post-sex things I heard and read in books. I let myself sag into his arms, nuzzling my nose into the crook of his neck before I closed my eyes. We stayed like that for a long while. Percie lazily trailed his fingers on my back down to my spine while I just placed my hand on his chest, feeling the rises and drops as he breathed. Things came into my mind—was there anything going to change between us? What should I say if he built back his walls? Should I pretend that I did not enjoy my first time or pretend it did not happen? And so on. “What now?” When I couldn’t bear the thoughts spinning in my head. He kissed the top of my head and lifted m
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HAILEY It’s Monday. Since I spent my Sunday with my parents, I hadn’t seen Percie asides from video calls. I was excited to see him. Percie said it was better for me because if I stayed with him last weekend, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. As if I ever complained. Considering that I was still sore, it wasn’t good for me, as well, to stay closer to him for the past twenty-four hours. I met Victoria and Megan on my way to the building when a commotion suddenly appeared around us. “What’s going on?” I asked with pure shock. All I could hear was my name. I looked around. I found students taking pictures of me—some took selfies even if I didn’t give them my permission, even this feeling social media influencer that I thought her posts were nothing but nonsense. “Hey, guys. This Eve, and I’m with Hailey Ward right now. You know her, right? Guys, don’t forget to tweet #womenempowerment.
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PERCIE Once you made one mistake, people forgot your good deeds. What stuck in their heads was that one mistake. The last person I thought would never judge me was Hailey. When I saw those judgy eyes staring at me, I snapped. Now I left her. Not because I was mad at her, but at myself. I cared about her more than anything, but seeing her questioning my sanity, I couldn’t bear that look. I had to go away for a while. I found myself walking away from the campus. I stayed for a while outside my car, wondering who burned down that warehouse. No students would dare. I knew that. Unless someone who hated Adrian or those rich stupid kids. I scratched my head in frustration. I shouldn’t have left her like that alone. I should have been straight with her. Hailey deserved to know the truth. My conscience was clear, yet what the fuck I was still doing here? “Damn it!” “Is something wrong? Is
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PERCIE It had been a while since I came back to visit her. I had been dwelling with grief, pain, and regret of losing her. I was still in denial until I found out I wasn’t alone anymore—so was Larkin. I cleaned up dried leaves on her grave and placed lilies just right beside other lilies. My brows knitted while I took a seat.Who came to visit Emma?These flowers still looked fresh. “I’m a bad brother, aren’t I? I missed you so much, Em. I know it’s been a while. I haven’t come here often, it’s not because I don’t love anymore or I have forgotten you. I just can’t accept the fact that you’re not here with me anymore. It still hurts. I’m so sorry.” I pulled one of the callas out of the vase. “You’re beautiful as this calla. You’re pure, always faithful to the people you cared about. I wish we had more time together so that you had the chance to tell me the special guy you ever loved. Did you ever plan on telling
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PERCIE After that accident, it took me a while to drive a car. Honestly, I was busy trying to kill myself. If it wasn’t for Emma, I might not be able to do it again, but she kept reminding me that it was not my fault. When Remy patted my back and said drive safely, he reminded me of her. I followed him back to school and parked the car beside his. I was still checking my message when someone was shouting outside. My stomach tightened as soon as I recognized that voice. “Seriously? This fucking sister killer? This is how you spent your free time. You so went too low, Rem.” It was Adrian. He was glaring at Remy. He looked like he just came out of bed with tousled blond hair and bloodshot eyes. He must have been drinking. He was a mess. “And hey, you asshole! Your girlfriend will pay for what she did to me!” My anger combusted in my chest. Before I could say something, Remy grabbed a hold of my arm. “He’s drunk.” “She
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HAILEY Six years later… It was Sunday morning, and Percie just came back from his run. It was a part of my daily routine to wake up early since we got married almost three years ago, just right after I graduated from college. “Baby, you came back early.” I kissed him on his lips. He was sweating everywhere. I gave him a towel. “And please, don’t wake them up until Grands and your parents arrive. Mom and Dad are on their way.” “I missed you as soon as left the house.” He smiled, wiping off the sweat on his forehead. I rolled my eyes. “I thought after what we did last night, you won’t miss me until you go on your business trip on Monday.” I suddenly remembered how we made love last night. He never ceased to amaze me. I could guarantee the saying rock your world was so real. He was still hot in bed. The sex was always amazing even if we’d been together as a couple for a
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HAILEY Percie’s parents visit turned into a small party. His grandparents, my family, friends, and even Remy came over. It was just a click on Percie’s phone everyone we cared about came over. Mrs. Matthews had been great to me. She squeezed me into a hug when she saw me wearing her son’s engagement ring. She held my hand and looked closely at the ring on my finger. “This is so beautiful.” She smiled. “Beautiful for a beautiful young woman. Please, don’t break my son’s heart.” “Thank you, and I have no intention to.” I did a quick glance at my man chatting with Remy and his father at the corner of the living room.” “Now, I can rest. Percie has just been through a lot to have another heartbreak, but I know he’s in good hands. Thank you, dear.” She kissed me on my cheek. Percie saw us, and he was smiling at me. When his mom left me in the kitchen, I tried my best not to roll my eyes when Victoria, Lexie, and
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PERCIE The feel of her tight, warm wet folds around my stiff cock made me moan in pleasure. “Fuck yes.” I looked at her, stark naked, dark eyes staring back at me. My hips flexed of their own will, sending my hard cock even deeper into her heat. My hand encircled around her slender waist, pulling my cock out slowly, and then she began to slide it slowly in, rolling her lips teasingly. She bit the bottom of her lip to stifle her moan. She failed anyway. I cupped her full round tits with my hands and sat up to suck her small bud nipple into my mouth, circling with my tongue. The sound of her moan was like music to my ears. “Percie.” She arched into my mouth, asking for more. I tugged and bit her nipple with my teeth, causing her to gasp. I did it again, sucking alternately. Something about how she called my name in pleasure made me hungrier. I flipped her over on her back. She laid there with her big dark eyes, staring back at me,
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PERCIE “Hey.” I moistened my lips. I wanted to say something—anything, but words wouldn’t come out. “Hi.” Surprised, she swallowed. Her gaze dropped to the box in my hand, then glanced back at me. I waited for her to start, but it didn’t come. “Oh, uh.” I looked at the box. “This is not for you.” I went silent, stunned. Then something in her expression caused me excruciating pain. Finally, it came to my senses. “I mean, this is not mine. I mean, it’s mine now. It’s from Emma.” I stopped. I screwed big time. “This is one of a few things she left for me.” “I understand. You don’t have to explain,” she interrupted, eyes glittering. “Anyway, I just come here to take my things.” “What do you mean?” I stalked her to the living room. “Victoria is looking for a roommate. As we agreed before, I’ll leave as soon as I find a new roommate.” “Don’t leave, please?” My voice choked with raw emotions.
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PERCIE Hailey was true to her words in giving me the space I needed. She ignored me for the whole month. She even temporarily crashed at Victoria’s apartment. We rarely saw if not on the campus, but she barely looked at me. Her friends were still upset with me—they said, for breaking Hailey’s heart. Lexie was still giving me the cold shoulder. I thought I deserved it all. I was invited to Ward’s family dinner, and that was the most awkward dinner I’d ever had. Her words were taunting. The pain was hard to bear. As soon as it ended, I left right away and drowned myself in alcohol. I visited Remy in rehab as frequently as I could. “Shouldn’t you be with Hailey, groveling? You know, there’s a Filipino culture when courting a girl. The man plays guitar outside the house and sings for her. Why don’t you try it? It might work.” I glared at him. “Just get better, asshole.” “What do you think I’m doing? It’s not that I can threa
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PERCIE How the hell did she find me? I drew in a long shuddering breath as I opened the door. I was wide awake, wincing in pain as Grandma kept on hitting me with her clutch. “Ow! What the hell?” I managed to block her with my arms. “What are you doing? Stop it!” She didn’t stop. “I won’t stop until I get the answer on what the hell are you doing here?” I stared at her in disbelief. Then I suddenly realized what she meant. I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Good to see you too, Grandma.” I sat on the edge of the bed. “You will stand up and drive me to your apartment. I paid a hefty amount not for you to just desert it because you’re stupid again. You will come here and stay with your mom and dad on weekends. Now get up, or I will let my driver drag you out of the house.” I remembered Grandma like this when I stayed with them before visited Emma for the first time. She was wearing the same an
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PERCIEI snatched another sandwich on the plate and apple on the fruit basket before I dashed out of the kitchen.“Finish your breakfast, Percie!” Mom called out.“Gonna be late!”“You need to call your Grandpa, Percie.” Mom followed me outside the house.My car was already in the driveway. Mom’s driver gave me my car key. “I will. Thanks, Elliot.”“Percival!” Mom’s annoying voice made me stop.I groaned. “Fine. I’m gonna be late for my class.”“You’re coming home tonight, right?” I watched her eyes light up with hope.“Sure. Can I go now?”“Drive safe, honey.”I looked at her again. I had not heard the word honey in a long time. I still felt cynical about a sudden change of heart. At this moment, I needed them and a room to stay.My
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PERCIE I had not shed a tear, which honestly made things worse. I stared at the house in front of me. It was a miracle how I got in here unscathed. And I didn’t know how I was still standing. The main door swung open, revealing my dad. His walk forward felt like an eternity before he reached closer to me. “You can shove anything into my face all you want. I don’t give a fuck. I wanna stay. You can call the cops and let them drag me out, but I will still come back. I have nowhere to go right now where no one will find me. This is the last place they’re gonna look for me.” I wiped my face. His eyes widened. “Are you in some kind of trouble?” “With the authority? Not that I know of. Can I come in?” He nodded quickly. “Did you bring something with you?” “No.” Dad guided me inside and locked the door behind me. “Can you ask your driver to keep my car in your garage?” “Of course.” He took the key from m
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PERCIE Call me coward, an idiot, but after watching Remy’s lifeless body, fighting for his life for the choice he made, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to go away. Since the doctor said that Remy would pull it through, I was beyond relieved that I didn’t have to carry the guilt with me for the rest of my life. It hurt as fuck as I walked out of his room while he was still unconscious. I just wished I could say something to him before I left, but on the other thought, it would just make it difficult for me. When someone said to me right now that everything happened for a reason, I already punched him in the face. If the reason for losing Emma was finding Remy, it was bullshit—a fucking cruel twist of fate. Why the fuck they both had to suffer? Why did I have to watch them suffer? It felt like a deja vu, all over again. I couldn’t think about them without that horrible image of Emma and Remy lying in the hospital bed. “Percie?” I
