Silent Cry

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez🔸🔸🔸

Gabbie. "Gab, if you need anything just tell us, okay? We'll find a way to help you," Leia, my friend since high school, offered while pressing her hand on mine. We are currently in one of the parks here in the university. We are forth-year university students majoring in Film and Creative Media Arts and if you'd ask how far our journey went, it was the rockiest road ever! We've been through thick and thin just to continue until graduation. You know studying has been difficult for everyone but in a different hardship to students who barely afford it. But this is my dream school and dream course for my dream career in my countless reveries so even how terrible the path opened to me, I managed to walk through. I smiled at her. "Thank you. My father's boss already took care of all our hospital needs so don't worry." When talking about social status, we are same striving hard to survive. Leia also has current problems to settle so I won't bother asking for help. Her presence is enough

3rd Person's POV It was past the setting of the sun and the surrounding is slowly turning dark. Just a while ago when the three best friends separated their way home and Gabbie is now waiting for the bus to come. She silently sat there with her earphones on. It was tranquil and normal not until a black car stopped in front of her grabbing her attention. The driver then walked out of the car and approached her with his friendly face. Gabbie took off her earphones to lend the man attention. "Ms. Gabriella Sanchez, our boss invited you to come to a family dinner. Please come with me." Describing Gabbie as surprised is an understatement right now. She was beyond jolted and did not know how to respond. "Family dinner? B-But I was not notified about this, Sir." She tried her best to reason out her bewilderment. But the man just smiled at her as if already saw that coming. "I can call our boss right now and let him talk to you," he assured. Gabbie gathered all her thoughts and finally

Gabbie. After class, two days after the incident in the Evans' mansion, I rushed to Mr. Evans' office when I heard he came back already. Fortunately, I got appointed immediately when I made the secretary in the front desk call to the CEO's office. After five minutes of waiting in the lobby, I was escorted towards him. "Yes, come in, Ms. Sanchez. It was a surprise you came today. Should I expect some big news from you?" he pronounced while welcoming me and making me sit down on the couch but I refused to. "I will make this quick Mr. Evans since I know you're also busy with other appointments but I want to say, I refuse the marriage proposal," I bravely stated but his reaction didn't even flinch instead, he just sipped from the tea that's already on his table. I waited for what he'll say. He is currently looking somewhere else as he made a deep gulp on his drink before he faced me. My heart started to thump heavily again and the strength I stored before coming here is now slowly fad

Gabbie.I did not attend the class in the afternoon. I have no courage to. I just cried at a near karaoke bar, locking myself in one of the cubicles. I texted my friends earlier that I am not feeling well but it's nothing serious so they don't have to worry.Despite that, my phone kept on ringing and it's just them two trying to reach me out. I'm sure they have sensed something wrong so they wanted to confirm it. But I can't answer any phone call right now. My voice will crack and it's hoarse from sobbing nonstop.In the end, I just turned it off.6:30 when I checked the time. Those long hours of being alone here have at least eased off some of my hatred and I think I am ready to go home. I retouched myself a little before stepping out of the cubicle. I am not a fan of going to nightclubs or karaoke bars, I just have to this time.The place is far more loud and brassy outside, people chatting here and there, dancing and singing all over the place. I put my two hands on top of my ears w