~Jake~
To watch Bobbie from afar was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Because of me, she’s bashed and bullied, but I can’t do anything.
This is fucked up.
Jack asked me why I was stupid enough to let her go. My answer to that question is because I love her so fucking much. Even that is something I have to keep to myself.
I had to watch Zach take what’s mine slowly, and now I can understand what hell on earth meant. Time is all I needed to fix this situation where I am in, I want this stunt to be over before I lose her completely to Zach.
“What did you just do?” Priya yelled, her infuriating high pitched voice boomed all over her car. “I can’t believe this, you just showe
~Bobbie~The clock is ticking, my heart is shattering. Morning came, even if I prayed for the night to stay. My life hasn’t been easy, but now it gets tougher and tougher. I got no courage left in me; I got no will to face the world.Here in the comfort of my bed, I am safe from the world. Safe from being confronted by the past that kept crawling its way in my present, blocking my path to the future.I didn’t want to wake up, but I didn’t want to stay asleep. The nightmares used to be fragments of the past. Last night, it was a replay. An entire clip of that scene on the beach.Brandon’s hand felt so soft against mine while the sand was rough under our feet. The water was so cold, kissing our sole, but my heart kept pumping warm blood for my body to keep up.He looked up to me, a smile on his lips, thanking me for my birthday present to him, an escape from mom and his dad before they woke up.Th
~Bobbie~Damien’s eyes glimmer with tears. “I met your Mom when she visited Veria twenty years ago.” A small smile tugged his lips. “It was love at first sight and I didn’t want to let her go back to the US alone, but I had no money. I was a cleaner in a diner who loved a girl living half across the world from me. I did everything I could to follow her, to pursue her, and I got the money, but it wasn’t in a legal way. She was in Harvard taking up medicine and I did everything to support her.’‘But the people I owe money from followed me to collect the interest. When I couldn’t pay them, they sent me to jail back in Greece. I didn’t learn that Abby was pregnant. She died giving birth to you, Bobbie, alone and sick, thinking I left her. I tried talking to the St. Clairs when I got out of jail, to take cu
~Bobbie~ Because I am a stubborn and hard-headed person, Jake’s words meant nothing to me... not really. Days continue to move forward, time will not halt because of my problems and so do Maggie and her friends. One time, they poured egg and tomato sauce over my head and I had to, again, put on Zach’s clothes the entire day at school. My friends were still oblivious to the fact that I was purposely avoiding them at school because I didn’t want a riot to happen. I only mingle with them at the Bunker, it was ground zero for everyone. Saturday came, Zach will pick me up at ten, and we’ll be watching the game later to support Mel and Candice. Candice is picking up where she left off before the divorce of her parents. She even made it back to the team. I’m truly happy for
~Bobbie~ This date is perfect. Any girl would be grateful to be in my place. I am happy, truly; I am happy. Zach is a wonderful person, annoying at times but a really amazing guy. Him being a good kisser is a plus as well. “So, I’ll meet you at the game?” Zach is still holding my hand. He hasn’t let it go since the lake, as if he was afraid I’d run away or something. The pad of my thumb ran over the rise and fall of his knuckles, rough palms pressing against mine gently. I smiled at Zach. The 4Runner halted at a full stop in front of my place. I’m hoping Matt has somewhere else to be. Part of me wishes not to see my cousin, to just stay inside this car with Zach, relish this pleasant atmosphere of peace. “Yeah,” I replie
~Bobbie~ My muffled scream and kick were nothing against the powerful arms that were holding me. Panic awakened my instinct to fight. Deep breaths. I weighed all my options, since he already dragged me away from the crowd. With each screech of my trainers on the floor, I can feel the fear crawl on my nerves. I’m being taken away. I just hope that my friends will notice my absence soon. The blare of the people gathered in the bleachers disappeared as soon as darkness loomed over us. My abductor kicked the door close. He took me to the secluded part of the gym. Students never lurk in this part of the school, much less a janitor for it is already so late. This room serves as a storage for books for donation. Hoping for people to find me here is a lost cause.
~Jake~She’s hurting and I’m just making it worse by saying the things that I longed to tell her. I’ve never been this helpless before. The fact that she saw me with Priya was the worst betrayal I could ever do to her.After all that we’ve been through; is this how it should end?This is just fucked up.‘I will always love you, but you have to let me go.’ Her words, sharper than knives, punctured my chest, sliced straight through my heart. It felt like my life drained away the moment she turned her back on me. The sound of the door slamming in my face is ear-piercing. Echoes of her agonizing tears remained resounding inside the confines of this room.‘You have to, Jake. Do this for me
~Bobbie~It hurts everywhere, but it’s far from over. The floorboard creaked with his heavy footsteps.My hands hurt, my knees and legs are in pain, but I have to move or he’ll hit me again. The buckle of his belt creates a screeching sound as he drags it along with him.He’s close.I’m scared... I’m so scared that I peed on my pajamas. Mother will be mad because the rug in my room will smell tomorrow.Everyone hates me.No one will save me from Giuseppe, but I know I have to hide.My hands are trembling, my fingers are purple from all the strikes that I tried to block.
~Bobbie~ Green eyes gazed at me lovingly. The purple bruise under his eyes is a reflection of the same color I have on my cheeks. He reached out. The discoloration in his fingers is a complete match to the ones in mine. My chest is constricting at the sight of tears gliding down his eyes, slithering through his dark hair. ‘Bobbie,’ Brandon croaked whilst sobbing in my arms. ‘Why are they angry?’ ‘I don’t know, Bran…’ I patted his hair, pulling the duvet to keep both of us warm. The harsh ocean breeze blowing from the open balcony. The screams and cursing finally stopped, but Brandon is still shaking. Both of us are shaking in fear. I gaze at the door, making sure I locked it. I might have to stay awake for a while longer to make sure that no one will come in here to
~blurb~ I, Zia Walker, take you, Xavier Luciano, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will honor you all the days of my life. And above all, I vow not to fall for you. ~~ Trapped with the responsibility to my family, fate forced me to marry Xavier Luciano. He was the perfect solution to my problems, but there was only one condition he asked before promising me his ‘I do.’ “Don’t fall for me,” was his unbreakable rule. I laughed at him that day, thinking how easy it is to follow his stupid rule. I’m in love with my ex-fiance, his younger brother Calvin, so what could possibly go wrong? I agreed without hesitation, seeing him as the ticket out of my life’s predicament. Like a raging wave, the realization of my vow’s weight crashed on me.
~Bobbie~ ~Last night~ “I’m Adonis, and I’ll make you happy, Athena.” “Sorry, Bobbie,” Mel muttered beside me. “I can’t do this thing alone.” “It’s your bachelorette party, Mel,” I groaned and shivered when I felt a calloused hand grazing my knee. “You’ll be sorry for this later, Melissa,” I hissed, and again, the hands drew circles on my inner thigh, rising higher and higher. Mel was moaning beside me, and I could hear the girls giggling and laughing gingerly. Those same hands now held both of mine and guided it somewhere in front of me. My hands came against a warm solid skin - very toned skin must be his chest. He guided my hands down to his abs, and he has a good pack, 8 packs I counted. “Oh G
~Bobbie~ The girls were ready to go out, and so were the boys. We walked out of Mel’s room and found them already drinking and fooling around. These men cleaned up well, but my eyes were fixed on Jake, at least when he wasn’t looking at me. He was wearing a simple polo and fitted jeans, and I think they plan to go clubbing as well. “Bobbie,” I stiffened when I heard Jake’s voice so close to me. He sounded as if he already had too much to drink. With his hand gripping my arm, he dragged me to the patio, away from our friends. “What?” I snarled, hauling my arm from his grip. I’m still pissed about seeing him with Elise. My eyes locked with his but the look on his hues rendered me speechless. I was wearing a red cocktail sp
This scene would be an alternate reality if that rooftop episode didn’t happen. ;) ~Bobbie~ I kept punching and kicking until memories of Jake and that blond were out of my head. They look so cozy. “Poor dummy,” Priya’s voice brought me out of trance. I rolled my eyes. “I wish I don’t have feelings like this punching bag.” She takes a seat on the wooden chair while sipping her coffee. I’m in their place outside of town, and I didn’t realize that I’d confined to her. She once made it her life’s mission to make my life miserable, but here we are now. She listened to my story of weakness and stupidity. “You clearly both have feelings for each other. What’s holding you back, Bob
~Jake~ I told myself not to cry. I told myself crying makes me weak, and the fact that my friends teased me that entire day, saying that I was a crybaby, annoyed me to hell. I couldn’t help it. She was damn beautiful that day. I found it hard to believe how lucky I am to be waiting for her at the altar. The moment she entered the church holding Damien’s arm, wearing the dress as white as snow, it made her tanned skin stand out. That day is still vivid in my head. How that strapless gown hugged her upper body down to her waist as the skirt flowed while she walked to where I waited. It’s a magical moment. The images of us together slipped into my head like a fast-forward play of a movie. “Dad!” The sound of little balls of energy running down the stairs of our house pu
~Bobbie~ There are still people who believe in destiny. Some might find it funny and childish. I, for one and for a long time, forgot how much happiness believing in destiny brings. ~~ I remember when I first met Jake. That annoying boy who took amusement in watching me run away from that little beast in Nonna’s garden. It’s payback time. I’ve been suppressing the fit of giggle that wanted to erupt from my tummy just by looking at Jake’s paling cheeks. He’s been chewing on his lips since the plane took off. His glove-covered, slender fingers clutched mine so tight that I could feel my veins losing blood. Dressed in a blue and white freefly jumpsuit, Jake and I sat on the Ces
~Bobbie~“You’re blushing,” Damon commented while we swayed to the tune of Better Together by Jack Johnson.“No,” I denied.My brother, looking gorgeous in his custom-made gray suit and light blue dress shirt, chuckled heartily. My eyes narrowed to slits, gripping his hand tightly as we kept swaying through the song. There was something in his green eyes that gave me chills.“Damon,” I warned, “I know that look.”He brushed my threat off. “What look?”I huffed, “whatever you’re planning, stop it. This is a wedding.”Whenever he’d do something that
~Jake~The wedding was beautiful, but my eyes were fixed on Bobbie and not on the groom and bride. She never fails to enchant me with her beauty. She was wearing a simple light blue gown, matching the dress shirt I was wearing, the same theme with the entire entourage. It only differs in the shade.The pleated sleeveless dress, with the keyhole neckline, is teasing me with the little skin she’s flaunting. A part of her cleavage is showing, and I longed to run my fingers and lips over her creamy soft skin while watching her squirm under me.Damn. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I wanted her. The way my dress pants tightened is proof of that.The ceremony was peaceful and filled with love and happiness for the newlyweds. To make this wedding much more intim
~Bobbie~Our friends were dead serious about locking Jake and me out here until morning. I don’t mind though. There was enough firewood to keep us warm through the night and there was another set of an actual tent with sleeping bags for our disposal.They prepared a lot of food for us as well. How thoughtful was that? I mentally laughed at their support for our love. There was even a note that said, ‘you two are not allowed inside the house in the morning unless you un-break your break up.’I have no doubt that this was Mel and Candice’s idea. They’re the only ones bold enough to get on my bad side this way. They knew I would never hate them, though.Jake and I got rid of the satin tent and its sparkling romantic lights, put up the tent we w