“So you’re telling me that he initiated that sexual tension for the first time?” Lulu curiously asked me, confirming what I just told her.
Since it’s Saturday, I went to the library and helped her fix and dust some books. Because later, I’ll be going to Zoey’s house to finish our project.”Yes, I think so.” I answered Lulu.”And you both made up just the next morning?””No, days after.” I spat bitterly. “I don’t even know if that’s called made up. I didn’t agree to anything. He just wants to get everything in his own way.”She didn’t answer me, so I looked to her only to find out that she’s smiling ridiculously. I raised a brow at her.”What?”She chuckled and shook her head. “You know from the very start, based on your stories… Mr. Anderson seems to be a good man.Angelo is Zoey’s cousin. Both of their mothers are siblings, that’s what they told me. I didn’t have the guts to ask much because I don’t want them to think that I’m too curious about their lives.We’re now done with our project. Zoey asked me to stay for a while, since it’s still early I decided to stay as well. I silently sat there. Zoey is talking to someone over the phone when Angelo sat on the steel chair that’s not so far away from me.”Don’t you think we’ve been seeing each other in the most interesting ways?” he blurted.I pursed my lips. I didn’t answer him. I heard him chuckle.“Snob,” he said with a faint voice.”I heard that.””There you go. I thought you're just gonna snob me for the whole time.” he s
I once watched this movie. We were asked to make a reflection out of it. It’s a fictional cartoon story where the young girl is going through something in life while her five different emotions are trying to solve it all for her.I sighed heavily contemplating it. When the girl had been left but only the three emotions, losing Joy and Sadness. I’ve fallen into deep thoughts. In life, we’ve always come to that point when we feel like happiness has left us already, and you are left with almost nothing. Emptiness. Disgust, anger, fear. Those three emotions who control us and act as our defense mechanism. They are allies and it’s agonizing.When a person is left with these three, it can all just cause a huge collateral damage. You’ll just end up hurting people around you, because you were too focused to defend yourself from all the hurt that you’re getting. And that’s saddening.”Who are you?” Angelo asked me after our long silence.I gritted my teeth. “Shoul
”Sibal, did Elijah text you?” I asked, a bit weary.My phone is dead. And we’re currently on our way home. It’s night time already. For sure Elijah is bombarding me with text messages.”Yes ma’am.” Sibal answered.I nodded and rested my head on the car seat after. I don’t know why I feel so tired. It’s been a long day. My mind is blank after hearing all of Angelo’s chitchat. I just know that I have to deal with what's coming my way.Can I really do that? Can I actually fool Elijah and end this all in our own ways? All his plans sound so easy, but in reality it’s not.I looked outside and watched the high skyscrapers. You know that feeling when you have a dream, and that dream feels so far out of reach. I can put Angelo’s words in that way. It seems so impossible, it’s beyond my own ability.”Ms. Hampton.”My thoughts stopped when Sibal called me.”Yes?””Should I tell Mr. Anderson where you went today?”My bro
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting there without any movement. My mind is in chaos. I’m alone now but my eyes can still see Elijah’s eyes that’s full of hurt asking me questions a while ago. Where did he go wrong? I don’t know. The only thing I know is that I’m the one who’s feeling wrong here. Even though he’s not here, I feel like I should leave because of too much embarrassment and guilt. I palmed my face after a long time. I look at the table that’s served with untouched food. The whole place that’s filled with roses and candles. I felt the guilt dripping in me. He could have done this with the right person, not to me. Out of energy, I came to my room and laid down with no emotion. You know that feeling in your life when you’re stuck between choosing good and bad. As much as I wanted to run away, I couldn’t possibly do that. From what happened a while
I was shivering when I arrived at the place. Sibal drove me to the place and Ros tailed us from behind.”T-this is the Lounge?” I asked Sibal because I wasn’t so sure about things in the vicinity. This part of the city seems to be more active than any other else.”Yes ma’am, I’ll escort you.” he said before he got out of the car and opened the door beside me.As we enter the Lounge, I’m like a stray kitten that’s lost and my only hope is Sibal who’s I’m holding on to. The men at the entrance looked so scary with their bulky physique and as we went on I saw some well uniformed men asking for some things but Sibal took care of it.I wasn’t so sure about things anymore. When we entered the actual Lounge, I didn’t even have the time to comprehend, my first concern was to look for him even though I can't analyze what’s going on in this
I stared at him and he did the same. He didn’t say anything for seconds and just settled to look at my eyes. I smiled and furrowed my brows trying to get his attention. He removed his gaze harshly again. I sighed. ”That’s it. You’re just guilty, Emma.” He’s right. But I don’t think I will be here if the guilt is the only one that’s reigning inside my head. ”I am.” He side eyed me. I tried to hide my smile because of how cute he is, sulking like a kid. ”See? I won’t go home. I’ll stay in some of the Anderson’s.”That’s when I snapped. One of his hotels? Is he really this mad that he’ll not go home? ”Ej,” I whined. ”Stop calling me that. That won’t work.” I held his arms and I felt him stiffened. Darn, I’m des
If you’ll ask me if I meant it. Yes. I’ve been denying it all this time. Maybe it’s myself that I’ve been fooling all along. But this time I couldn’t bear to hide it anymore. If it’s the guilt that triggered me then I would say it’s a blessing in disguise. I glanced at him while he’s silently driving. This is the most nervous I’ve been since I’ve known him. Not when he’s mad. Not when I first met him but right now, at this moment. I’m too nervous. When I said that I liked him he didn’t say anything. He walked back and forth for minutes and then after, he commanded me to get inside his car. And now, for the whole trip, he’s muted. ”A-are you gonna stay in your penthouse?” I asked nervously. His jaw moved. “Do you want me to?” I pressed my lips and sighed. He knows what’s the answer for that. He just w
Fuck this guilty pleasure. I’m here, acting like a complete thirsty woman who begs for his kisses and touch without actually saying it. By my actions, it seems like I’m initiating it all.I can feel our body heating up. My hands couldn’t find whatever it was looking for. My naughty hands just managed to grasp his hair because of too much tension going on.”Please,”I’m not sure if that’s supposed to be a moan or a pleading. He’s drunk, I know. But he’s acting sane while I was the one who’s acting more drunk than him.I reached for my cardigan and tried to remove it from my body without breaking our kiss. When I was half way there I felt him stop. I opened my eyes and stared at him confusedly while he rested his forehead into mine.”W-why…” I couldn’t continue.He’s panting heavily. He touched my cardigan and fixed it properly. My brows raised to that.”This is not it- This is…” He shook his head while rubbing my shoulders and ar