Josephine stood there speechless and she stared at him. Of course there were lots of things she wanted to ask him about her mother. Why did he have to hide such a thing from her? Was he scared about what might happen if she finds out? Those were the questions she kept asking herself but for some reason, she did not know why she took pity on him. “Josephine,” he called and said, “I asked why you are not asking me about your mother. Nicholas told me about everything. I kept it from you and you finally found out, but why are you not asking me about it? Why are you not getting angry?” he grabbed her hand as he asked. “You should already know that your mother died because of me so say something and stop looking at me with those innocent eyes,” he yelled. Josephine had to close her eyes to prevent herself from flinching. She has never seen him so angry or speak in such manner. When he released his grip from her hand, she opened her eyes to stare into his eyes which already turned dark and
If life were predictable then it would cease to be life and be without flavor. That was a quote by Eleanor Roosevelt, Josephine thought as she lay in bed without clothes, under the sheets. It has been a while she has woken up after the long night she had with Lucas, yet, she has not moved or turned her body. It was because she knows that if she does, she won’t see him there and so, she has decided to remain in that position and reflect on her life.It has been a few years now since she made up her mind not to have sex before marriage and at first, she thought it was the reason Brian cheated on her, but no, Brian was never worthy of it in the first place. He never deserved her and that was it. But Lucas was different. What they did was not out of love, but something deeper than that. It was something that cannot be explained no matter how hard she tries to place it. And she did not regret it, nor did she feel like she was becoming like Maya. It was two different things. Maya only did i
"It's my fault," Josephine kept repeating in her mind as Sullivan drove. She blames herself for everything. If only she had listened to him. If only he never ate that food, all these wouldn't have happened to him. And it was her fault. She did that to him, and now, she is not so sure anymore. The evening is already setting in and Sullivan drove into a narrow way which had trees surrounding every path. The ride was rough but no one cares as they just have to keep going. At a point, they got lost, not knowing the right path, but Sullivan was able to get back on track but it’s just that, they were a little too late.The evening before, when Sullivan saw the necklace Josephine held, he suddenly had a memory recollection. He has seen it somewhere before, just exactly the way it is. It was part of Mathian Gray’s collection back when he was still alive. When young Sullivan had questioned him on why he kept those things and pointed to that particular necklace, Mathian had said that he wants
Josephine_So much has happened in a year when I met Lucas and so much has changed after a year he left. I still remember that night, losing the grasp of his hand and watching him die right in front of my eyes. That memory still haunts me. I keep telling myself he should not have been the one to die, but, I can never change what fate has in store for us. If I could, then I would have wished we never met. It is sad, but maybe it would have hurt less. Maybe we wouldn’t have gone through a pain like this. Maybe our lives would have been better. Maybe no one would have had to die.Matilda just got married to her long boyfriend, Gabriel, and nothing can describe the happiness I have for the both of them. It was a double celebration because she is expecting, very soon. But one would think I have no happiness at all. It was the kind where i was rejoicing inside me but my face holds no emotions at all. I guess I already turned cold myself. Even my smile does not believe I am happy when I indee
The cold night breeze swept past Josephine Jenkins and she shivered, but that did not stop her from walking. She didn’t know for how long she had been walking and her legs were already starting to ache but she does not seem to care as her only goal was to just keep walking, to wherever her legs would take her.As she continued to walk, her legs wobbled till the heel of one of the shoes she was wearing finally broke off but that was not enough to stop her from walking either. Instead, she let the shoe slip away from her foot and then, she eventually let the other one go. Now, she walked barefooted and ignored the stares of the people on the streets, staring at her.She did not care what they may think of her and did not care about what they say. Right now, her greatest concern was that, she had been betrayed, not only by her best friend. Maya, but by her fiancé and others who she thought were her friends, not until this evening.She loved Brian and they got engaged a month ago. She rem
By the time Josephine woke up from her unconscious state, it was morning already. She groaned and managed to sit up on the bed before noticing that she was in an unfamiliar room.“Where is this place?” she muttered to herself and rubbed her eyes to have a proper view of where she was and that was when her eyes fell on a glass with red liquid inside.The scene of yesterday suddenly flashed in her mind and she immediately got out of bed, flinging the sheet out of her body. Her eyes scanned the room again to make sure no one was there with her and she walked to the table where the glass was placed. She bent her upper body and placed her nose next to the glass to perceive it before dipping one finger inside. She brought the finger to her eye level to have a proper look at it.“Did the bartender drug me?” she asked herself with a slight frown on her face and as she stared at the red liquid on her finger, the image of red eyes flashed across her mind and she gasped almost immediately.Josep
Josephine walked out of the bathroom and moved slowly to stand in the center of the room. She was putting on a short white gown with collar and a black heel and then she stared at Lucas. She noticed his eyes on her body and saw him brought his finger to his lips before standing from the chair. He moved towards the standing mirror and stretched his hand forward.“Come here,” he ordered and Josephine went stiff before moving her feet towards him sluggishly.When she reached his side, he grabbed her arm and made her stand in front of the mirror properly, her heart jumping at the same time at the sudden pull. Josephine stared at her reflection in the mirror and shifted her eyes to look at the vampire behind her. Their eyes met and she quickly looked away.“Your face doesn’t look so bad without makeup,” he said in his deep voice and Josephine felt his breath on her skin. Cold shiver ran down her spine immediately and she tried to steady her breathing.“I’m not used to wearing makeup on my
Josephine stared at her small bag with her eyes dull. There were lots of things going on through her mind and they were things like; what could he possibly be doing right now? What happened after she left the party? Did it end or...did it continue? Did everyone pretend not to care or they didn’t really care? What would happen to her wedding? And then she blamed herself. She blamed herself for walking out of the house, for not querying Brian. Why did he do what he did? Was there a fault he saw in her or was she not attracted to him enough? Were all the years they have both spent together a lie? Did he never love her? But then, she should have known Maya better. She is a traitor and she should have known that she was always attracted to Brian for some reasons she didn’t know but had decided to ignore it since she was confident that she would get married to Brian. But that confidence broke when she saw them in bed together.She opened her bag and brought out her phone. She stared at the
Josephine_So much has happened in a year when I met Lucas and so much has changed after a year he left. I still remember that night, losing the grasp of his hand and watching him die right in front of my eyes. That memory still haunts me. I keep telling myself he should not have been the one to die, but, I can never change what fate has in store for us. If I could, then I would have wished we never met. It is sad, but maybe it would have hurt less. Maybe we wouldn’t have gone through a pain like this. Maybe our lives would have been better. Maybe no one would have had to die.Matilda just got married to her long boyfriend, Gabriel, and nothing can describe the happiness I have for the both of them. It was a double celebration because she is expecting, very soon. But one would think I have no happiness at all. It was the kind where i was rejoicing inside me but my face holds no emotions at all. I guess I already turned cold myself. Even my smile does not believe I am happy when I indee
"It's my fault," Josephine kept repeating in her mind as Sullivan drove. She blames herself for everything. If only she had listened to him. If only he never ate that food, all these wouldn't have happened to him. And it was her fault. She did that to him, and now, she is not so sure anymore. The evening is already setting in and Sullivan drove into a narrow way which had trees surrounding every path. The ride was rough but no one cares as they just have to keep going. At a point, they got lost, not knowing the right path, but Sullivan was able to get back on track but it’s just that, they were a little too late.The evening before, when Sullivan saw the necklace Josephine held, he suddenly had a memory recollection. He has seen it somewhere before, just exactly the way it is. It was part of Mathian Gray’s collection back when he was still alive. When young Sullivan had questioned him on why he kept those things and pointed to that particular necklace, Mathian had said that he wants
If life were predictable then it would cease to be life and be without flavor. That was a quote by Eleanor Roosevelt, Josephine thought as she lay in bed without clothes, under the sheets. It has been a while she has woken up after the long night she had with Lucas, yet, she has not moved or turned her body. It was because she knows that if she does, she won’t see him there and so, she has decided to remain in that position and reflect on her life.It has been a few years now since she made up her mind not to have sex before marriage and at first, she thought it was the reason Brian cheated on her, but no, Brian was never worthy of it in the first place. He never deserved her and that was it. But Lucas was different. What they did was not out of love, but something deeper than that. It was something that cannot be explained no matter how hard she tries to place it. And she did not regret it, nor did she feel like she was becoming like Maya. It was two different things. Maya only did i
Josephine stood there speechless and she stared at him. Of course there were lots of things she wanted to ask him about her mother. Why did he have to hide such a thing from her? Was he scared about what might happen if she finds out? Those were the questions she kept asking herself but for some reason, she did not know why she took pity on him. “Josephine,” he called and said, “I asked why you are not asking me about your mother. Nicholas told me about everything. I kept it from you and you finally found out, but why are you not asking me about it? Why are you not getting angry?” he grabbed her hand as he asked. “You should already know that your mother died because of me so say something and stop looking at me with those innocent eyes,” he yelled. Josephine had to close her eyes to prevent herself from flinching. She has never seen him so angry or speak in such manner. When he released his grip from her hand, she opened her eyes to stare into his eyes which already turned dark and
Josephine stared at the old picture in her hand and trailed her fingers on it. So the boy her mother mentioned about was actually Lucas. Was he the reason she never came back the day she was supposed to? Was that the reason he helped her and took her to his apartment? Did he know all along that she was the daughter? Then, was her mother the person before her?Those were the thought that came to her and she could not help but think about each one of them. She brought out the necklace and the letters that hung on it oscillated in the air.Sullivan saw the reflection of the silver necklace through the front mirror and as it dangled, he suddenly had a memory flash and he gasped almost immediately while stopping the car abruptly.Josephine almost hit her head on the front seat at the sudden halt and she moved her head to the side to check on Sullivan. “Are you alright?” she asked with worry on her face. “I am sorry, I should not have let you drive me back. You must have been tired.”“No, i
Mrs. Lewis stared at Josephine as they stood face to face with each other in the living room. Ever since she held that gathering, she has not seen nor spoken to her and it bothers her a lot. She did not mean to hurt her with the revelation, or maybe she should have told her first than reveal it while everyone was present.“I came to ask you something, mother,” Josephine blinked as she said it.Mrs. Lewis did not know what it was she wanted to ask, but she knows that something must have happened for her to come to her and want to ask about it. “And what is that?” she asked.“Before my mother died,” she said and could feel her eyes burning, “did she mention about a boy to you?” she asked. “She was going to bring him to me.”“No, she did not,” Mrs. Lewis answered honestly and concern etched on her face. “Did something happen?” she asked feeling unsure.A soft sigh escaped her lips and she took in a deep breath. “I got your package on my birthday,” she said and brought out the necklace fr
Michael met Sullivan on his way to start heading back to work and he stopped to greet him with a smile.“Good morning Mr. Sullivan.”“Yes, Michael,” Sullivan responded casually and asked, “Why are you here instead of being at work?”“That...” he trailed off and continued, “I have not seen Boss for some days now so I came to check up on him. I guess you must know where he is.”“Just get back to work already. The Boss does not like it when you laze around.”“Come on, I have been working my ass off ever since I started working for Boss but tell me, who is lazing around now?” he asked with a smirk.“The Boss has something important he is dealing with at the moment so it will take some time for him to return,” that is if he will. Sullivan said the last words in his mind.“I see,” Michael raised his brows. “Miss Josephine said the same thing.”“Quit talking and get going already,” Sullivan dismissed him.“How about you give me a lift?” Michael suggested with his usual smile.Sullivan scoffe
“Michael?” she called his name in surprise as she has not seen him for a while now.Michael smiled on seeing her and he pushed his glasses up while holding on to the arm of his backpack with his other hand.“Hello, Miss Josephine,” he greeted. “It is good to see you again.”“You too,” Josephine said with a smile and quickly moved to the side. “Please come inside.”Michael walked inside the apartment and Josephine shut the door before leading him towards the chair to sit.“Actually, I came to see the Boss,” Michael said and Josephine turned to face him. “He has been absent from work for the past few days now and I have not been able to reach him.”Josephine just came to realize that no one really knows what happened to Lucas except her, his friends and the other people present that day. “Uhm...he is not around at the moment. There is something he needs to take care of and I am not sure of when he will be back, but I don’t think it is anytime soon,” she said to him.“That is strange,” M
“You two are completely wasted,” Matilda said and took a sip from her drink. Josephine had brought them to a bar and had instructed the bartender to serve her only fruit juice while they had wine.“You should be happy that we are drinking on your behalf,” Josephine said to her and a wide smile form on her lips.“That is not what I am talking about,” Matilda said with a frown. “How can I send you both home in this state and I cannot leave you here either.”“Why are you in a hurry? I thought we were celebrating,” Candice said and gulped down the remaining content from her glass. “And by the way, I am not drunk, Josephine is.”“Who said I am drunk?” Josephine hit her palm on the table, drawing attention and Candice had to hold her hand down. “This is not my first time drinking.”“But you hate alcohol,” Matilda said. “I am even surprised that you decided to drink tonight. I feel guilty.”Josephine shook her head and said, “I was here the day Brian cheated on me. That was the first time I