Engulfed by the height of fearLoud creeping mantra I hearIn the midst of blowing windWithin the huge prison I sealA butterfly knocked on my empty gardenSprinkling gold dust on my dim denNevertheless, I shunnedFrom the colors offered in her palmsBecause I need healingFrom the monsters I was dealingYet embraced by the wings of easeMy world is now at peaceShe is my healingShe is my cureShe gives me feelingMy pain I succeed to endureI found my remedy in her eyesA cosmos as wide as the skiesA place infinite far from lieA home with no more silent cry-Xander Evans🔸🔸🔸The End.
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. "Why does this have to happen to us?" my mother scowled in distress, still sobbing while holding my father's dead-cold hands. I stood there still, my hands trembling while trying to submerge into my mind what the doctor has stated a while ago. My father is now in a state of coma. They are unsure if how this will long or if he will be able to gain consciousness again.My tears continue to flow as I tried my best to lift my legs out from my ground and slowly reached out to my mother. Though I am feeling so weak, I must regain my sanity just to provide her strength. I bended my knees and carried her to stand. She was kneeling for quite a long time pressing my father's hand. "Let's be strong Mom. We can survive this." My voice cracked because I've stayed silent for a long while. I brushed her shoulders to give her hope and thankfully it worked for as long as I could see. She stood up and glanced at me with her swollen and red eyes. Her hands now holding mine on her shoulders.
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
Gabbie. The dine was awkwardly silent. We can only hear spoons and plates crashing to each other as we all look down pretending to be attentive to the food yet our minds linger somewhere. And yes, it's the marriage proposal. Flashback*"I know this is a bit shocking and I know that your daughter is still in her university years. But please see this offer on its positive side. I know your husband is your support and due to his current state, it's a total loss for your family. I could pay for his hospital bills and needs until he finally recovers but what about your daily needs? Your children's education? I could support you for all those due to my gratefulness for the 10-year service of Mr. Sanchez to me. But to prove you my sincerity, I would want you to be officially part of our family." "But Mr. Evans, I think marriage is quite too much for us. You know our family's status. We are not from those that could be deserving to be part of your family. And our children are strangers to
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
3rd Person's POV "Let's get married." He pronounced as if none important, as if marrying someone would cost him nothing. "Why are you so dazed? Isn't that the reason why you agreed to come here?" Gabbie is now even more unable to speak. His tone was intimidating. "Or do you want to know more about me first?" He leaned on his chair as he fixed his coat and spoke, "As you can see, I am very capable that I can lift your status to the top of the world in just a second," he scoffed. No, it was not intimidating, rather insulting. "If you're curious about my education, my family background, skills, hobbies, and all, I am assuring you, I am more than what you expect." Gabbie could not believe what she is hearing. From the way he talked, his words, and even his expressions, she could not be more certain of her decision in the first place. She isn't marrying at this time, and definitely not this man. "Or maybe you're curious if I can give you the best sex, or if I can give you child...
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