Who The Heck Are you?“Ryan...Ryan...Ryan...” I yelled the last and he jolted back to reality. Ever since his sister left some hours ago, he's been acting strange. I asked him what's up and he only replied with ‘Still figuring out that part.’ He had been musing for hours, and anytime I needed his attention, I had to call him incessantly like I was calling him now. It was honestly frustrating that something was wrong, but I didn't know what was.“Yeah, sorry, I zoned out for sometime.” He apologized. “Are you okay? What's the problem? You haven't been yourself since your sister left the office.” I said, hoping he would finally fess up to me what was wrong.He rubbed his forehead, a display of exhaustion, “You know what? Can you call my Sister's secretary and ask if my sister is in her office?”“Okay?” I replied, more like a question, than an answer because that still didn't tell me what was wrong. I picked my office phone of the cradle and dialled her office number.The secretary pick
You Can't Even Say You Love Me“I ask again, who are you to treat my sister like trash? Speak before I pound the life out of you with my fists.” Ryan told the little beast who now in his hands looked nothing like a beast, and more like a midget. “I...I...I...” He stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence. Wow! For someone that was all bravado minutes ago and threatening to punish someone, he seemed to have lost his vocals.Seemed that his type likes preying on weak people whom they believe cannot defend themselves. I was so glad that when Ryan was in doubt if he should go or not, I convinced him to go, else, who knows what this coward would have done to her?Ryan put him down and pushed him on the floor, bent down, towering over him and landed the first blow on the coward's face. I swear, I can't even lie, I literally heard a twack like the guy's jaw dislocated.Loraine shrieked in horror at the sound of the jaw popping out of the socket. I rushed to Ryan's side and wrapped my ha
Live Brazenly, Love Loudly “I am sorry about what I said about you and my brother. That is in no way true, I was angry, so I spoke out of turn.” Loraine told me minutes after we settled at the bar. I kept shooting Ryan quick messages if he was okay, but, he wasn't responding to any of them. Maybe, what his sister said got to him, was my initial thought. But, the more I and Ryan got closer, the more I came to the realization that he might not have Sociopathy. The problem then now was, I didn't know what he exactly had that made his display of emotions different from others? I hope I found that out sooner than later, so our relationship could reach its full form with all the chemistry and sparks.“It's okay, honestly. You were angry, so that was a way of venting it all out.” I assured her because one thing about me was I was not one to keep a grudge over petty things.She laughed bitterly and said, “My brother was right though. I am an incredibly stupid person. A god-damned fool who ou
Let's Go To Vegas“Ryan,” I put my hand up and held his cheeks lightly. Heaven knew that to achieve this I was almost standing on the tip of my toes, “I want you to know that you don't have to say these things because of what your sister said. We are still learning about...” I was saying when he shook his own head and held my cheeks, I was certain that if someone passed by, this would be a funny sight.“No, I am not saying this because of what my sister said. I am saying this because I want to say and I am certain that is how I feel.” He said in a confident, assuring tone which did the opposite of assuring me, rather, it caused me a great deal of worry.I removed my hands from his cheek and instead stretched out my right hand to place on his forehead to confirm he was not acting funny because he was sick or something."Are you sick or something?” I inquired since his forehead was not burning up. Maybe it was a sickness that doesn't increase one's temperature but messes with how the pe
Welcome To Vegas“I want us to come up with pet names for each other. Calling each other by our names is not romantic.” Ryan said as we were waiting for our flight. I convinced Ryan that for our trip, we take a commercial airline, to which he admitted that's it's been years he took commercial flight, so it would be an experience. I packed up that evening, and he packed in the morning and boom, it's afternoon and we are at the airport. So, we were at the airport currently arguing about pet names because Ryan saw it online and the person said it spices up relationships.“Did you perhaps speak to your sister or...” I trailed my sentence, while narrowing my eyes suspiciously at him. He might have discussed with his sister and she gave him the full download of what happened the night she was drunk. Maybe, she was one of those people who often remembered their drunken nights.His brows however furrowed, “We have not spoken since that incident. Except if you count the hands closing eyes emoj
Let Loose And Just Dance“Wait, you packed everything into your box?” I asked my boyfriend when we made the discovery that the pilot might have made a mistake in the announcement and not just some luggages were left behind, but, all luggages. Except well, our carry-on that we carried as hand luggage. Except, my amazing boyfriend, not knowing this about commercial airlines, didn't have a single carry-on. Basically, the only thing on him were the clothes he was wearing and his iPad bag which obviously contained his iPad.“Not even a tiny, teeny, knapsack?” I asked in hope even though I could literally see that he had nothing on him.“Nothing.” he replied again.And just because the situation though wasn't funny, but, you laugh about this kind of things because if you look closely, you would find humour in it and better laugh, than cry, right?I burst into uncontrollable laughter for the second time today and bent my head down laughing to my heart's content. “Hold on,” I held a finger u
I Want To Spend My Life Learning All About YouA peck on my forehead and I closed my eyes holding on to me. We just finished dancing to Ed Sheeran's Photograph and I just came to the realization that I might have found someone that doesn't make marriage feel so frightening, someone that I want to see in the good days and in the bad days, someone that I want to laugh with, I want to make breakfast, lunch, and dinner with, someone I want to see every waking day, someone who I can call my entirety.That person was Ryan. I have come to love his abilities and inabilities. When he is trying to deduce what one could be feeling and the him now that was still trying to understand his emotions now that it has been discovered that he didn't have Sociopathy. I have come to love the one that would care for me, even if it's inconveniencing for him. Like the time he carried me up the stairs in Zurich just because their elevator was broken. I used to think that in the five love languages, mine was wo
Marry Me“A problem?” Ryan asked, coming off the bed. Whatever impending make out session suspended till when he might be able to deduce what had happened or is happening to turn out to be a problem.“Yes, it's Dad.” She said and I could hear the fear in her voice.At that point Ryan removed the phone from speaker and told his sister, “Give me a minute.” Then he turned to me and said, “Give me a moment, let me know what the problem is.”“No problem, take your time.” I said, managing a smile. The truth was that Ryan's father annoyed me and that is not because of the time he hit on me in Ryan's office, which was quite shameless of him by the way. But, the reason why he annoyed me to no end was because he didn't support Ryan as the CEO, and rather than just mind his flipping business, he found more ways to make Ryan's life incessantly difficult. From riling up the press against Ryan to finding ways to siphon money and frame Ryan for being an incompetent CEO. My boyfriend, God bless his h