“E-Ej, I think, we still have a lot to talk about.”
He nodded while his eyes re focused on the road. He’s driving and we’re both on our way to my apartment. Like what he said, he’s gonna take me home. The events are like whirlwind. Everything was just so fast and I can’t cope up with how things are going. It’s like I’m dreaming and I’m loosing some parts of that dream.“We’ll talk tomorrow. For now, you need to rest. I don’t want you depriving your sleep.” he uttered seriously.
My lips parted as I look at him. I look at him with so much adoration. I can’t help but to feel so amuse and overwhelmed with what he just said. For a year, nobody told me that. I almost forgot the feeling of having someone to take care of you, to look after you. I fell into this pit of limitations and barriers, thinking that I don’t deserve all that. But here he is.Nothing happened. Elijah called a plumber who fixed the water pipes that night. He then went home late at night with his sulked face. We parted awkwardly and I overthought that whole night thinking I did something wrong. I didn’t do anything right? Not until he came inside the bathroom.“Ugh,” I groaned when I woke up. Sunday is supposed to be the day where I woke up with lots of sleep. But now, my head hurts because of thinking the whole night. Still can’t believe it. Am I just dreaming last night? No way.I checked my phone. No message from anybody. I went to the bathroom and looked at the new faucet. I sighed unconsciously. That is not a dream. I took a bath since it’s already late.I’m thinking of running some errands today, like doing grocery shopping because last night was just so embarrassing. For sure Elijah is not used to places like this. But I wasn’t able to think about
“Ah!” I screamed. Panting, I looked at my surroundings and saw that I’m in a car. Right. We’re on our way to buy some groceries.”What’s wrong? Everything’s okay?” Elijah curiously asked. Although I’m not sure with myself, I still nodded and smiled raw.Wait. Nothing bad happened to me these past few days. Why do my nightmares suddenly come back? ”Had a bad dream?” he asked. I didn’t answer and just concentrated on adjusting myself. I felt him eyeing me even when his eyes should be on the road. ”Eyes on the road, Elijah.” I said with a warning tone. ”I am asking you.” he answered with his more intimidating warning tone as well. I sighed heavily. The persistent Elijah as always. ”I’m used to it. Don’t worry.” I said. ”You’re used to it?”
Because of Elijah’s little games, I can’t help but to feel awkward around Ms. Madrigal all day. It’s not that I have something against her, it’s just that I’m shy as we all have this little pretending thing that went on these past two days. We hadn’t talked about it since, so when the time of the day went, I started to step forward and background, whether I talk to her or not. I’m having second thoughts. ”Yes, Ms. Madrigal. That’s all you have for tomorrow.” I said as I reviewed her schedule. She nodded. “Great. That’s good to hear.” I smiled. Usually, after she acknowledges my review of her schedules, I would bid my goodbye already. But since I have these things going on inside my head, I stood on her side looking like a fool. When she sensed that, she glanced at me. My cheeks immediately flushed because of that.I bowed my head, feeling her intent
”So you mean, you got back together without telling us?” Zoey asked me with her famous bitch face look. The three of us were left here after the ‘caught’ incident. Elijah greeted them and they were casual with each other. Well, Lulu is casual. Zoey’s a bit aloof and rugged in treating him. I gulped. Because I didn’t know the right answer. Half of it is true and half is not. ”See? You can’t answer.” she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at me. Lulu is quick to butt in. “Let’s hear her first, Zoey.” ”What’s to hear if she had nothing to say?” I understand Zoey. I’m used to this kind of attitude of hers.“You’re right,” I started. I even heard Zoey say ‘See’ again. “I wasn’t able to tell you guys because things happened so fast. But no, we d-don’t ge
”I can’t believe we’re back here again.” she said with wandering eyes, gracefully seated on the passenger seat.My lips protruded. I played with my lips as I stopped myself from pulling up the car and making out with her. God. How can she manage to be so goddamn beautiful without even trying? Is she purposely doing it to bewitch me more? Cause no need. I’m hell obsessed with her and even if she does nothing, I’m still gonna be head over heels with her. Gladly, we arrived at Long Beach without any delays. I mean, the sense of control that I had to possess. Phew~ “God. It’s been a while. I feel like so much has happened. This brings back the old days.” she spoke when she got out of the car.I encircled my arms to her waist because I’ve been dying to put my hands on her. Nothing, I just want to claim what’s mine. I just want her all the time.
Back then, I thought the world was big. It’s so big that I can't reach the stars and the sky; they can all be reached just by my eyes. It seems that everything I think is impossible; everything is so far beyond the reach of the mind and not of one's own ability.I watched the tall skyscrapers rush to reach the sky. The city is well lit, but my heart is still stuck in this black hole.”Ms. Hampton.”I stopped thinking when my driver called me. I looked at him and he stared at me from the rear mirror. Has he been calling me? I seem to have lost myself for a while."Yes?""Mr. Anderson called. He’s asking for you, he’s waiting for you for dinner. ”I gritted my teeth as I heard that name. It’s been months now, but I’m still full of anger and disgust. I let out a deep breath. If he wasn't one of his men, I would have uttered an insulting word about him now."Tell
"You son of a bitch!" My father shouted.His palm went into my cheeks and that sent me a headache right away. I sat down in extreme weakness. He's been beating me for a few minutes now, so it's no wonder I feel this way now.Depressed, I fell to the floor and I immediately felt the blood flow in my nose. It is my seventeenth birthday today. He was so mad at me because I told him I was going to the city to buy a book or porcelain as a gift for myself, but he just got angry.It's my fault too. I insisted, even though I knew it was forbidden.”What did I fucking tell you, Emma? You are not allowed to go out! The authorities might see you! ”I gasped for breath, trying to stay upright, but I was too weak to do that."S-sorry papa, I just want to buy a book for—Ahh!"I screamed in pain when he grabbed my hair to make me face him. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at his fac
That’s just one of the years in my life where suffering seems to be just a typical state for me.I can’t help but to recall my last birthday. Looking at the scars on my arms brought me back to these painful happenings. Now, with the same date and new year, I look back and find myself so weak and pitiful.I cried, but no one seemed to hear me. I've been crying all my life, but no one wants to help me. And with all those painful events that had happened, the only thing on my mind was that I was the only one capable of helping myself. Like in the books with the princess who waits for their kryptonite, I wouldn’t do that. I am my own hero. If no one can help me then I’ll stand for myself. I’ll do whatever it takes to save myself from drowning.I stared at my father, who was drunk and lying on the bed. If last year he hadn’t let me out, now he can’t do anything because with the amount of alcohol he drank, he definitel