~Grace~
Almost drunk, I just knock the door of my condo and leaned on the wall, waiting for someone to open it for me. I don't have any strength left on me, it was all gone, that's why I drove home after having a few drinks near the convenient store. It is good that I got home safe and didn't ended in an accident on my way knowing I did fled my car and race with other cars ahead.
After my third times of knocking, the door clicked as soon as the woman behind showed infront of me. “Hi, you must be so lazy to even open the door yourself,” she spoke with an accent in her voice.
I fakely smiled and tapped her shoulder. I walked passed to her and remove my heels. “I'm drained. Can you hand me a glass of water?” I pleaded to my friend, Seffie.
“Sure, wait a moment dear.” She went in the kitchen and vanish on my sight.
I smiled wryly, thankful that Seffie is with me. I might lost control of things without her beside me. I groaned silently when I felt a slight pain in my head. My legs felt weak that I melt on my place. My head hurts so bad. My vision keeps on bluring slowly. I'm even sweating bullets and my nerves tightened as I'm feeling not okay. I don't know what's happening on me at this time. I felt being half unconscious.
“Water,” I breathlessly said. So low that no one can hear. Only those whispering winds can understand.
“Oh my gosh!” Someone just screamed.
I heard something crushed near but I can't turn my head to look at it. I don't have the control on my body. I felt being numb. As much as I want to check if Seffie okay, my body don't allow me to do.
Suddenly, Seffie popped infront holding a glass of water, panting. Like a hungry animal, I drink harshly as Seffie guided it on my mouth. My throat got dried upon being unconditional for a while.
Later, as my body weakened and my head tired, I collapsed infront of her. My vision get blurry and I was eaten by darkness. The other day, I woke up with heavy feeling, numb chest and head ache, tears pooled my eyes as I put my head between my knees and sobs.
That's what I only did for the past hours and Seffie always beside me. I'm just thankful she don't asks things to me. Apparently, when I feel good another morning, she went to me as if I have sin to explain.
“What happened?” She asked directly.
I tugged her beside me and hugged her tightly. Tears troll down her cheeks and recall what she had saw to me last time. She got scared. Even myself, I'm scared too, not through this but for all of the things I'm facing. It was so hard for me to accept the defeat I'm feeling inside my heart.
I looked around the condo. This was Bill's gift to me 2 years ago. I still remember how I'm blessed to have a man so good beside me. But now, what I only think, I wasn't really blessed. I'm suck for believing all his good lies. His good at it that a mere woman like me, would gonna buy it alone.
I dreamed having a perfect story for us, we're almost near to the top. We're almost going to be wed not taking many years again. But it all broke just by this. I soaked myself from fairy tales that I didn't know I'll get broken and can't fixed anymore.
I wipe my cheeks immediately, as if afraid Seffie might see the tears I just shed. We stayed on the couch for the mean time until she became okay. Mind you, she still look so angelic even after being nervous about me.
When she remembered something, she looks at me in the eyes as she earned her courage to ask. “You are broken, right?”
I swallowed the bile on my throat and avoided her gaze. She chase my eyes. “Why you didn't tell this to me?” she asked wanting to know my reasons ahead.
“I'm your friend but you chose to keep it to yourself. We're even staying in one room, yet you didn't care to tell me everything?” She almost shouted that I closed my eyes, not wanting see her rant.
Seffie left me sitting on the couch. She snapped her hands on the air, walking back and fort. “Just wow Grace! I won't even know this without you seeing so broke just a while ago. I wouldn't even know if you just didn't faint after asking me a glass of water. Really?” She scoffed at me and shut her eyes. “Tell me everything,” she said seriously.
I don't have any choice that's why I told her everything. From the very beginning up until last. She deserve to know it anyway. I just wish she won't get worried about me every now and then. I don't want her mind me before herself.
I startled when my phone beep for a message coming and after, my phone rangs. I look at my Hermes bag beside me. This was also from him. Gosh, everything I have comes from him.
I glance to where Seffie is. She's still glaring at me because of what I just told. She's mad, I know, but it's still not clear. We don't have any enough evidences to point out it was really true. We still need confirmations through Bill.
It was hard for me to process, he's my fiance. I trusted him that I already planned to marry him and be my husband for the rest of my life. But I guess, I still don't know him fully. He has still this side that I didn't know. I was filled with love that it wasn't really pure. I've been blinded by that. I got attracted because he's too soft to even make mistakes. He's to fragile to even commit cheatings. I shouldn't let my heart controlled me. This is my fault after all.
I sighed. I took my phone out of the bag and didn't care to look at who's the one calling in the middle of the night. I answered the call tiredly.
“This is Grace Simson, how may I help you?” I tried to sound okay but I failed.
“Graceian,” A hoarse voice in the other line startled me. I gasped in shocked. I'm not expecting him to call me before this day ends but he did. My heart comes out on my rib cage just by this time.
“Bill!” I stammered as I called his name. I nearly lose a grip from my phone because of my shaking hands. I put the phone on my left hand and tightened my hold.
Seffie rush beside me and tried to grab my phone and throw anywhere but I eyed her. I want to take this chance now as I can't face him in our next conversation personally.
“How are you Grace?” he asked gently. “I'm sorry love, I just got my free time to check on you.” He sighed. I bite my lower lip and can't help not to sob. How dare him still call me love when he don't deserve to call me that!
“It's been a month now, we haven't talked to each other my love. I miss you,” he said with sincerity and longing for me.
My tears suddenly flow continuously. I can't believe for his such show. He almost gets my heart again on his acting skills. Damn it.
“Do you.. still.. love me Bill?” out of the world I just said. Silence filled on the other line.
My heart finally broke. How come he couldn't answer me that it took minutes and minutes, he couldn't answer my goddamn question. It is easy for him to say that he still loves me if he really is but he can't lift even any words. His long silence answered all of my thoughts ahead.
A warm hands embrace me behind. I shuttered into pieces. My long hope is finally cut. “How dare you Bill! I love you that I gave you all myself. I trusted you the most than those family I have. I planned to marry you after your promotion but you gave it up easily.” I cried hard. My voice trembled as I can't contain to speak without so much hatred.
“I love you that I let you reach your dreams. I supported you with all of your shits. But this is what I earned from you? Bill... you're nearly get promoted. That is what we've been waiting right?” I talked to him with all the hopes I still have.“But why all of the sudden you give up? You give up our relationship for just those women?” I can't help to raise my voice at him.
He's still in the line but he never tried to explain his side. He never stop me accusing him because maybe... I'm really right. He let me accused him because he can't deny it, he can't think other excuses. I can only hear his sighs and gasps.
Seffie tried to stop me from shouting because of so much anger seething my heart and soul. She rubbed my back but I can't calm down.
“Sshh, that's enough Grace.” She tried to get the phone but I didn't allow her to take it out of my hold.
“No Seff, let me voice out all of the pain I suffered!” I spatted her. “My gosh, Bill! To tell you the truth, it was so creepy to received such tremendous stuff inside my work. Note that I just stepped inside at early morning and your pictures with your girl greeted me nice, big time!” I gulped.
“Seriously? I hate who ever sends me those but you know what? I thanked him, because first of all, he wakes me up for this such fake world you gave to me. I thanked him because he showed me your true identity! You're gross Bill. You're are gross!” I shouted angrily.
I shivered at my voice Im not even familiar. How lucky I am to be brave just to say those to him without even breaking. I said to myself that I should keep quiet and let him first explain his self because I loved him, anyway. He still my fiance after all. But now he didn't care to speak, I felt being beaten. He really admitted his mistakes.
I don't give a damn if it's true, the only important is if he pleaded I'll forgive him and forget his cowardness, but he didn't.
“I-I'm.. sorry Grace... I'm sorry.. I'm sorry,” he repeatedly said.
“I'm afraid to break my father's trust on me. I can't marry you, Grace. You're not yet worth to marry.” He cried on the other line but I don't care now. How dumb I am to even love him. He's not a man of his own.
He can explain it to me but he never did. He tried to fixed the messed but he just plainly make it more serious than as it is. He chose to cheat rather tell it to me and I'll help him. I'll support him if he can't marry me after his promotion. I will understand him but still he choose what he thinks the best.
I'm now having second thoughts about him. How come I ended up loving him for almost 3 years? I just realized I should cut all the ties we both have. I should leave this because it's not mine. It's not my money, I wasted. He's not anymore my fiance. I'm just a single now.
I laughed without humor. It feels good to hear at last that I'm now single. And he's now my ex fiance. I can now say that he's my ex.
~Grace~ Monday morning comes, I moved lazily around. I'm heading to my cubicle as I got shouted by our head. I'm pretty much late first day of the week. I forgot to set my alarm clock knowing that I shouldn't be late right now. I sent an immediate leave last time after talking to that investigator to make my mind at peace but I think I did it wrong. All I can do in that 3 days is to cry like I just mourned myself in grave. It's not helping either when 2 days ago, Bill called me even it's too late at night. I shooked my head when pain attacked me. I put my bag on the table, started to open up my computer. “What happened to you, Grace?” Dalia, one of our team, asked. She went near me and as if on cue, all of my friends came closer, wearing their pitty for me. “I'm okay, Dalia. Don't mind me,” I looked at the papers
~Rage~ Looking at the woman on the couch, I glared darkly at the sight in front of me. The woman was unconsciously layed down on the floor. She dozed off immediately, lost her consciousness after hitting the tip of the table with her head. Heaving a sigh, I went in the kitchen to have some glass of water and get back immediately, I felt drained before upon handling this woman. “Who is this hot babe, Rage? Why she's with you?” Andrew asked when I came back. Finally he spoke after being silent when he picked us in the club. I looked at him on the single couch with her girlfriend beside her. His gaze is at the woman sleeping, eyes glistened to the sight he sees. Eyeing him, I stood, blocked my body in front of him. This man even have the guts to fantasize this woman rather his girlfriend whose beside him. “None of your business to know, Drew.” I warned hi
~Grace~ Woking up from a deep sleep, I can feel my head hurt so bad. I groaned as tried myself get off of the bed and hold my head spinning. I look at my slippers beneath my bed but wasn't there. I always put it there right after I go to bed. I know for sure I would'nt ever forget it as I can't walk barefooted. I scanned my room, remembering where did I put it last night but to my dismay, my head hurts again. I groaned loudly as I roamed my eyes inside. Shock is all written on my face when I noticed that my room's interior isn't the one inside. Plane white is my room's color, and not black and white! And my bathroom isn't on the left part! But I realized, this might be my best friend's room. The old hour glass wasn't even on the bedside table of my room. I probably get inside her room without informing her. Gosh, this might be the effect of drinking a lot of wine. I'm so lost of m
~Rage~After sending Ms. Simson home, I drove off my way to the company. I'm done taking responsibilities of her. I already wasted long hours for her, I shouldn't take any more minutes to contemplate about what happened.I have many things to finish that's why after adjourning the board members from the meeting, I left the conference room immediately and went back to my office. I opened the door to my office only to get stunned to see Lynea, patiently waiting on me in one of the couch.Neverminding her, removed my suit and place behind the swivel chair. Lynea walks near me, before I could avoid her, she cling her arms on my nape and press her body against mine.“Hi, I miss you babe,” Lynea blurted, hugging me tightly.I patiently heaved a sigh with her touchy moves that I smelled her sweet minty perfume. I technically evaded my face near her neck, push her
~Rage~I was standing for who knows how many minutes. The car left, making me watched the lights of their car slowly gone.I can't believe I went to her without even thinking twice about it. Just at my very first time, I was avoided by a woman. I didn't expect she'll be snobby after sending her home in the morning.Astound to what that woman did, I left hanged. I can't believe I even thought she was physically harassed that I went near trying to help her. And all I've received was cold treatment?What is it, she's embarrassed? But does what she looks like a while ago? She looked more mad than embarrassed.Also, she wasn't obliged to go with that bastard and when I came, she sudden changed her mind? She's like a puzzle I'm trying to solve. She has this mind of a monkey, easily change of decisions without thinking about it.I looked ar
Went back home, I immediately move my body and dressed for my work. It might be a lazy day, as my head hurt a bit, I can feel my blood awakens from exceeding the boiling point.I'm not yet done cursing that rude and arrogant investigator. I clearly remember what he had done to me, I felt humiliated and insulted.Never in my life I feel so low to myself. Firstly, I felt like I am a beggar, begging and pleading. I wasn't feel this way but with him, I can feel how alone I really am. Second, he insulted me. How I wanted to kill him on my hands. I wonder if there's even a rule to finally can kill then I'll be honoured to do it to him myself.Slowing down the car, Bill stopped at the side, where I pointed at him. I stormed out, and angrily stamp my feet as I go away out of him.This guy even added to my stress. How dare him showed himself after what he did. He really thinks it was just a
The other day, I dreamed something strange. I was chasing by Mr. Baltemore's man for trying to kill their boss. Though, I didn't succeed therefore he's now hunting me and wants me killed, immediately. Thank god, Andy woke me up right there.Catching my breath, fear crept on me that I shivered over my seat. Eyes were weary, I gasped at the possibility that nightmares could came true.I maybe irritated and annoyed to him, I would never think ill just to get even. The thought of killing him seems interesting but I wouldn't dare do it. I put my hands on my face, dismayed. Good god, that's was terrible!“Are you okay, Grace? You have nightmare?” Andy puffed infront of me, worried shown on her face.I gasp for air. “Yeah. A very bad nightmare,” I murmured.She chuckled. “Hmm, I see that. Your brows are still furrowed and your face looks sour.
Mr. Baltemore– Uh, no, he's not him! Mr. whatever-his-name or better yet called him for now, Mr. Rude Beast. He walks on the middle with air so intimidating. My breathing hitched the moment he showed to us, forgetting to atleast inhale and exhale a second. He's on a suit but the coat was removed, leaving only his tie and the white long sleeves tucked on his pants. His eyes were focused infront, not turning his head on both sides.His moves is really rude, I must say. It's so disappointing to have manners like that but I'm more thankful for the heavens to make him like such. Thinking that way, I don't need to evade him. I turn my attention back to Rei's co worker. That's when I noticed they haven't dropped their topic of me.“If I were Grace, I would rather pick someone's so handsome to level up his ex's fiance stand,” Rei pointed out, not still moved on for making me their topic.&ld
My mind become occupied with the information she filled to me. All the more thought comes, the more I can't think straight. “No. He's not, Andy!” I fought back. It couldn't be. The man I know is not the man I knew all along. Mr. Rage Koughart Thompson is the CEO of the company I've been working. He managed well this company so good that it made me like him for that. He looks handsome for being so persistent businessman and a negotiator. He poured his heart into his business and I like him because of that. The impostor of Mr. Baltemore can't be the CEO. He's not Rage Thompson. “Trust me, Grace. Wherever you search his name, that man is Mr. Thompson. And what you've done is shameless. He might fired both of us because of it,” she said in dismay. Trembling on my feet, I bit my lower lip. I turned away to her, continued to locked the door in the bathroom. Putting down the cover of the toilet bowl, I sat on it. Thoughts started to rush me and it makes it even hard to think about everyth
Mr. Baltemore– Uh, no, he's not him! Mr. whatever-his-name or better yet called him for now, Mr. Rude Beast. He walks on the middle with air so intimidating. My breathing hitched the moment he showed to us, forgetting to atleast inhale and exhale a second. He's on a suit but the coat was removed, leaving only his tie and the white long sleeves tucked on his pants. His eyes were focused infront, not turning his head on both sides.His moves is really rude, I must say. It's so disappointing to have manners like that but I'm more thankful for the heavens to make him like such. Thinking that way, I don't need to evade him. I turn my attention back to Rei's co worker. That's when I noticed they haven't dropped their topic of me.“If I were Grace, I would rather pick someone's so handsome to level up his ex's fiance stand,” Rei pointed out, not still moved on for making me their topic.&ld
The other day, I dreamed something strange. I was chasing by Mr. Baltemore's man for trying to kill their boss. Though, I didn't succeed therefore he's now hunting me and wants me killed, immediately. Thank god, Andy woke me up right there.Catching my breath, fear crept on me that I shivered over my seat. Eyes were weary, I gasped at the possibility that nightmares could came true.I maybe irritated and annoyed to him, I would never think ill just to get even. The thought of killing him seems interesting but I wouldn't dare do it. I put my hands on my face, dismayed. Good god, that's was terrible!“Are you okay, Grace? You have nightmare?” Andy puffed infront of me, worried shown on her face.I gasp for air. “Yeah. A very bad nightmare,” I murmured.She chuckled. “Hmm, I see that. Your brows are still furrowed and your face looks sour.
Went back home, I immediately move my body and dressed for my work. It might be a lazy day, as my head hurt a bit, I can feel my blood awakens from exceeding the boiling point.I'm not yet done cursing that rude and arrogant investigator. I clearly remember what he had done to me, I felt humiliated and insulted.Never in my life I feel so low to myself. Firstly, I felt like I am a beggar, begging and pleading. I wasn't feel this way but with him, I can feel how alone I really am. Second, he insulted me. How I wanted to kill him on my hands. I wonder if there's even a rule to finally can kill then I'll be honoured to do it to him myself.Slowing down the car, Bill stopped at the side, where I pointed at him. I stormed out, and angrily stamp my feet as I go away out of him.This guy even added to my stress. How dare him showed himself after what he did. He really thinks it was just a
~Rage~I was standing for who knows how many minutes. The car left, making me watched the lights of their car slowly gone.I can't believe I went to her without even thinking twice about it. Just at my very first time, I was avoided by a woman. I didn't expect she'll be snobby after sending her home in the morning.Astound to what that woman did, I left hanged. I can't believe I even thought she was physically harassed that I went near trying to help her. And all I've received was cold treatment?What is it, she's embarrassed? But does what she looks like a while ago? She looked more mad than embarrassed.Also, she wasn't obliged to go with that bastard and when I came, she sudden changed her mind? She's like a puzzle I'm trying to solve. She has this mind of a monkey, easily change of decisions without thinking about it.I looked ar
~Rage~After sending Ms. Simson home, I drove off my way to the company. I'm done taking responsibilities of her. I already wasted long hours for her, I shouldn't take any more minutes to contemplate about what happened.I have many things to finish that's why after adjourning the board members from the meeting, I left the conference room immediately and went back to my office. I opened the door to my office only to get stunned to see Lynea, patiently waiting on me in one of the couch.Neverminding her, removed my suit and place behind the swivel chair. Lynea walks near me, before I could avoid her, she cling her arms on my nape and press her body against mine.“Hi, I miss you babe,” Lynea blurted, hugging me tightly.I patiently heaved a sigh with her touchy moves that I smelled her sweet minty perfume. I technically evaded my face near her neck, push her
~Grace~ Woking up from a deep sleep, I can feel my head hurt so bad. I groaned as tried myself get off of the bed and hold my head spinning. I look at my slippers beneath my bed but wasn't there. I always put it there right after I go to bed. I know for sure I would'nt ever forget it as I can't walk barefooted. I scanned my room, remembering where did I put it last night but to my dismay, my head hurts again. I groaned loudly as I roamed my eyes inside. Shock is all written on my face when I noticed that my room's interior isn't the one inside. Plane white is my room's color, and not black and white! And my bathroom isn't on the left part! But I realized, this might be my best friend's room. The old hour glass wasn't even on the bedside table of my room. I probably get inside her room without informing her. Gosh, this might be the effect of drinking a lot of wine. I'm so lost of m
~Rage~ Looking at the woman on the couch, I glared darkly at the sight in front of me. The woman was unconsciously layed down on the floor. She dozed off immediately, lost her consciousness after hitting the tip of the table with her head. Heaving a sigh, I went in the kitchen to have some glass of water and get back immediately, I felt drained before upon handling this woman. “Who is this hot babe, Rage? Why she's with you?” Andrew asked when I came back. Finally he spoke after being silent when he picked us in the club. I looked at him on the single couch with her girlfriend beside her. His gaze is at the woman sleeping, eyes glistened to the sight he sees. Eyeing him, I stood, blocked my body in front of him. This man even have the guts to fantasize this woman rather his girlfriend whose beside him. “None of your business to know, Drew.” I warned hi
~Grace~ Monday morning comes, I moved lazily around. I'm heading to my cubicle as I got shouted by our head. I'm pretty much late first day of the week. I forgot to set my alarm clock knowing that I shouldn't be late right now. I sent an immediate leave last time after talking to that investigator to make my mind at peace but I think I did it wrong. All I can do in that 3 days is to cry like I just mourned myself in grave. It's not helping either when 2 days ago, Bill called me even it's too late at night. I shooked my head when pain attacked me. I put my bag on the table, started to open up my computer. “What happened to you, Grace?” Dalia, one of our team, asked. She went near me and as if on cue, all of my friends came closer, wearing their pitty for me. “I'm okay, Dalia. Don't mind me,” I looked at the papers