It is finally “family” dinner time and I must say, the silence in the room has formed a huge haze. Bianca and mother keep on looking at one another then me, while the same keeps on happening between Blake and Tom. Father is only looking at Blake with admiration, he is probably thanking God for giving him such a son-in-law. Mirella, Brian and Thompson went to sleep, gracefully- this dinner would not have been to their liking.The air is cleared up by father when he starts speaking, "so, where will the two of you be staying?""Here." "My house." Blake and I say at the same time, respectfully so."I don't think moving is a great idea." My attention moves to Blake."If Mirella will be changing to the new school it's better if we live here." "I disagre-""But Aria, moving here will be a great idea! We miss you at work and you will be very much closest to me, you know how much I need the help." Bianca throws me a pleading look."And you need to start listening to your husband, that way you
It is when sun rays invaded my room and with love, hit my skin that I realised how long I have been stuck staring at the ceiling. Blake's words had kept me awake all night. The words rang in my head from the moment I kissed Mirella goodbye as she left with Bianca and her family. That little girl is too excited about her new school with Thompson that she wanted to leave with them, I obviously could have said no but I trust Bianca and how could I have said no to that cute smile and eyes of hers. Those that remind me of her father. Standing up from my “sleeping” position, my hands run in my hair as once again his words occupy my space. For years I've prayed for such, a man willing to pray with his family. And God gave me that man in Blake but we separated, so it mattered but not as much. And now that we're here again...this is awakening something extremely strong. But I can't fall, I won't let myself.I kneel on the bed and put my hands together for a short personal prayer, " Lord, I tha
>>>>>Since today is going to require a lot of work of moving and packing, I have decided to get into my comfortable floral puff sleeve dress- nothing can beat the comfortability of this...well a lot of things can but for today, nothing can.The house is quiet except for the gardeners outside meaning mother and father aren't up yet and maybe Blake has already left for work. That is not good because I have to get my sign, how will I live happily if I don't know where I stan-"There you are!" Blake sneaks up on me, scaring half the daylight out of me."Would you please announce in a nicer way that you're entering the kitchen?" I pour milk in my cereal."Yeah yeah yeah...so did you have fun? Although I have to admit that I did not expect my first strip tease viewer to leave the call immediately and rudely so." He bites into the apple, his eyes bearing fruit to the mockery in his words."Well, I was not impressed." I open the cutlery cupboard shelve, looking for my favourite spoon."Oh rea
The engine shuts down when we get to my house. I really cannot believe that I won't be waking up everyday in this house. It knows a lot of things than the closest people around me because they all happened through its lens. It shares the memories of Mirella's first walk, her first words, our bonding time, the heartbreaking nights for me and also, the things I wished to forget. Whenever it gets suffocating with Blake, I will drive back here and spend time with my house."Ms Aria!" The voice I will not be missing stops me on my tracks."Kimberly, how are you?" Almost everyone has neighbourhood teenagers that are full of disrespect and are always searching for drama in elder's business. Kimberly is unfortunately one of those teenagers."I'm great...you look stunning today." She smiles at me, for the first time."Thank you, is there anything you want? I have a lot of work to do today.""Really, like what?" "Uhm, like moving out." I point at the delivery truck just next to me."Oh, I am s
"Mommy!" Mirella hugs my legs once I open the front door and walk in."Hey baby, how was your day? I want to hear everything about it." I pick her up and allow my nose to lead me to the aroma of deliciousness. "Hey Blake.""Oh, she can actually talk." Blake says, sprinkling the spices onto the meat."Daddy behave!" Mirella slips out of my hold and runs next to her dad. "Thank you." I wash my hands, "did everything arrive?""Yep, we can double check after supper.""I think I'll manage on my own." I maintain eye contact with him for a split second before looking away first. "You were about to tell me about your day.""Right! Thompson showed me my classes when we got to school. Then when they started, I was afraid until I remembered that I am not alone and that God is with me. So, I went in with confidence and made a friend! I honestly had a great time and the teachers were nice.""Tell her about your lunch break." "Shhhh." Mirella hits Blake's arm."What happened during lunch?""I-I ha
Things I hate about Blake1. He sometimes smokes2. He...He likes to manipulate situations 3. Loves making me feel younger than him4. He...his...Okay this is not working! Whoever on the internet suggested that to fully get over someone I should write a list of the things I hate about them was totally wrong! I can't use the fact that he used to be a player because that is using his past against him. I wouldn't like it if someone used my past against and I am trying to move it.Ripping the paper from my notebook and shredding it into pieces, I sit back into my chair. It's been five days that I've not had an encounter with Blake which I'm grateful for. The only reason is because he is finalising the whole business move since we have moved back here and he is taking over the company here. The workload is a lot and he comes back very late and leaves very early. We do spend time together but it's when we pray and when he talks to Mirella and I'm surprisingly there. But it's never just him
His arms immediately grab my waist and I have no choice but to lean into him. My hands become sweaty, my heart starts beating a new tone I am not familiar with as my legs wobble more than a jelly. I feel like a teenager who is about to receive her first kiss. And just like my first, my world is fired up when his lips meet mine. In just mere seconds I have been consumed into an alien feeling. One that I want to experience over and over again, without any break whatsoever.Blake slowly pulls back after the small kiss, but still remains close to me. His breath hitting my lips, making me crave more of them.I open my eyes when he drops his head on my shoulder, "w-why did you stop?" I bluntly ask, saddened by the ending of what I was loving."Because one kiss would never be enough." He whispers enough for me to hear. "Aria I want to devour your lips countless times." My arms find balance on his neck when he grips my thighs, placing me on the table. "I'm just thinking if escaping rehab is w
Shopping is part of those things I love with most of my heart. Shopping with Blake...that is another story."No!" Blake says immediately when the fitting room door opens."Well, I love it." I spin around to give him the full view."A-ah. No ways." He pushes me into the fitting room, then closes the door. "Every male eye is going to be on you. Look how the dress is shaping every curve on your body. Then the back...your back is exposed!" He turns my back on the mirror and I turn to look at it.He is right, my back is on full display. But the blue dress is amazing! The tiny beads are making me shine brighter that the disco lights. I face Blake and dah dah dah!!!! Our noses are touching. A second chance to another kissing moment, I am high on the clouds up for it. His fingers run down the line on my back, and I take penguin steps towards him then he lowers his head and,“Feels like we're on the edge right nowI wish that I could say I'm proudI'm sorry that I let you downI let you down-