“What are these, Peter?” I asked him when I saw the flowers in his car. He initiated to drive me home. I already told him that I don’t want him to drive for me but he was so persistent and all I could was follow him because if I won’t, his next move would make my knees shake in fear. “Flowers, obviously.” I glared at him but he just smiles at me. “I just want to ask for forgiveness, my lady. I am sorry if I let a woman kiss my cheeks. I promised that I only let her do it because I liked seeing your face when jealousy kicks in.” My mouth was wide open when I looked at him. I don’t know why he said that. Did he really think that I was jealous? I already told him that I am not. I was just annoyed with him. That couldn’t be labeled as jealousy, right? “I wasn’t jealous,” I said, stating the fact. I already told him that I wasn't jealous yet he won't believe it. Maybe because he can see the lies in my eyes but he is so annoying. He always makes me mad even by doing nothing.He laughe
The ride was long because of the traffic. I don't know what the traffic was all about but I just slept in between the rides because of my eyes and falling.My eyes wanted to have a good sleep but when I was about to swim in my peaceful sleep. Peter woke me up."We are already here," he says. I waited for him to go outside first before I followed him. When I went out of his car. I jumped out to stop myself from sleeping. I stopped when I saw that the house looks clean and quiet.At this hour, I know Jane would be outside waiting and looking for her friends playing outside. But why is the door locked?I quickly went to the gate to open it. It was open but the entrance of our house is not open. Where could they be? I have a spare key and I open the door with it. “Jane?” I can’t find her in the living room. There is no one in the living room. I went to their room and found nothing. My mother who rarely leaves this house is not here as well. Where did they go? Where are they? I walked th
“What happened?” I asked Peter and looked at the delivery guy because he was saying something earlier that caught my attention. I was busy looking at the road when I noticed that their conversation becomes serious.The delivery guy looked at me and smiled. "Good evening, Ma'am!" I nodded at him but I didn't smile back. I turned to look at Peter and wait for his answer. I raised my brows at him when he seems anxious at my question. I noticed that he lowered his voice earlier, maybe he doesn't want me to hear what they were talking about but I happened to hear it even at a distance. And here I am because I was curious about it. After all, it was still unclear to me."What were you guys talking about earlier?" This time I asked the delivery guy because I feel like I can't get an answer if I will ask Peter because he won't answer me. Maybe he is protecting me from getting hurt but I have to hear it even if he doesn't want me to.The delivery guy took a glance at Peter, Peter nodded that
They didn't leave me or I must say Peter didn't leave me. I already told him to fire me because I can't fulfill my job now. I can't be with him because I need to be with my sister.I didn't wait for my sister to wake up before I could bury my mother. It's been three days but still, what happened is fresh to me. I don't know if I will ever be as functional as I was before now that I feel like I don't have reasons to do things anymore.I stared at my sister. Her bruises are slowly healing. She woke up earlier but she's out of control. The doctor says it is because of the trauma. That's why I need to be here 24/7. I still don't know when will she wake up but I won't leave her."Do you want coffee?" Peter asked.I already told him to go home first because I can manage myself now. The first day was unbearable darkness for me. I don't know how to see things the way it was used to. I will just find myself crying in the corner, picturing my mother on the wall, smiling at me, and calling for m
I woke up with a heavy heart. My eyes produce more water than the water itself. I sighed and look at my sister. She still didn't wake up.Days of not talking to her make me feel so much alone. I missed her voice. I missed my mother's music covering the whole living area and the kitchen. I missed how my sister scolds me every time she knows I am not at myself.Every time she answer Matt's call to tell him that I was having a tiring day that's why I can't answer the phone when in fact I was out there, hanging out and making fun with Peter. I sighed and looked at the phone. I have changed it already and the first thing that I have seen was the missed calls and text messages from Matt who was worried about me. He didn't have an idea what happened here. He was asking me to call my mother on her social media as well as my sister but he said none of them answered like me. He wanted to come here but he can't because of the workload that he has and he already used an excuse for work that's w
“What are you all doing here?” I asked them.Johnny was trying to zip his mouth so he won’t say anything. William pretended to look at the surroundings while I can’t ask Lester because I know he won’t answer me anyway, and William and he are the ones who are in charge of guarding me tonight. I looked at Peter and found his eyes on mine.I was trying to avoid his gaze but I can’t do it if he is looking at me with those ocean blue eyes of him. I cleared my throat and pretended that I didn’t ask them. I looked at my sister and saw her staring at the ceiling.I couldn’t eat that much dinner earlier because Peter would glance at me from time to time. I would just see myself avoiding his gaze and meeting the white wall of this four-walled room. I couldn’t eat that much because sometimes, my mind would fly away and I will just feel the tears coming from my eyes.William was the one who noticed my sister woke up. I almost stumbled on my seat just to see her but she wasn’t saying anything. She
“Why did you ask me to be here?” I asked him.I know that he is up to something. I can feel it. There is something bothering him and I think I already knew it but I just don’t want to say it. He already says that he was jealous of me and right now, I don’t know but I think something is not right.“Is he coming home for good?” he asked. The light touch of pain is evident on his face but he chose to smile at me and avoided my gaze. He kicked the leaf that he thinks keeps him from walking.“Why are you asking me that one, Peter? You are just hurting yourself. Don’t ask me anything about him if you don’t want yourself to get hurt.”He chuckled at my response. I stopped and looked at the bench. There is no one except for the leaves on the bench. “Aren’t you tired?” I asked him. It’s only been minutes since we walked here but my legs are giving up already.“I won’t get tired of you, my lady. I can even make love to you, right here, right now, if you want.”Make love?“I meant, aren’t you ti
We went back after that conversation. My pacing was slower than him because I was looking for her. I know she is still here, watching me and I want to talk to her. "Can you walk faster? Or do you want me to carry you?" I shook my head and walk past him. I heard him chuckle but match my pacing afterward. He was about to hold my hand but I didn't let him do it."I can walk alone, Peter. There's no need to hold me.""Accidents can happen."I stopped when I heard what he said and he stopped as well when he realizes what he just said to me. He lowered his head, "Sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that, my lady.""I know," I weakly said. My knees started to shake and before I could meet the floor. I run the distance from where I was standing to the room of my sister. "You shouldn't do that though. Look at her. Look at how she is staring at you."When I opened the door, I found them looking at my sister who is looking at them with blank emotions. My sister looks kind of puzzled by the sc
Tara's Point of ViewI looked at my little angel. A beat skips my heart as he smiles at me. He always touches my heart. His smile makes me smile. His tiny touches touch my soul. I would love to stare at him all day."Why do you have to be this handsome, my baby?" I asked him and he just giggled at me.I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Terrence is the name of our baby boy. He loves to giggle everyday. He got his dad's killer smile. I wonder if he would end up being like his father. Roaming all day and night with different girls by his side. If ever that would happen, then that would be my cause of death.Terrence is still 8 months old yet his built looks matured than normal 8 months old baby. He got his features from his dad and the build of his body. I don't know what he got from me. Each day passes by, I can see Peter's features on him more.It has been a year when Peter take over to their company. He is busy most of the time but he always make sure that he get to spend time with u
Cindy's Point of ViewThe smell of cigarettes inhabited my body and alcohol through my system. The chaotic scene of the bar and the different smell of people with alcoholic drinks in their body. The people dancing, swaying their hips to the music, drinking until they can't move anymore because of the alcohol in their system.I turn the glass upside down. It is empty again. Another empty glass yet I can still feel the pain in my heart. I smiled in the air with a bitterness in my fucking heart. What is this? What alcohol could possibly make my heart numb? To not feel any pain again... To stop loving from someone that I know couldn't love me back... To stop myself from hoping... To stop feeling anything...I put my hand up in the air. "Another glass of w-whiskey!" I said but my voice is too low that it could almost whispered into the air.I smiled when I saw another five glasses of whiskey. They are too good at this one. They know how to spot people that are heartbroken and just give th
Peter’s Point of View“Are you sure this is enough? Should I put carpet all over this room? You know, she might slip accidentally and---”“You are becoming a paranoid, man. She is not clumsy and minds you, she didn’t even agree to the setup you are plotting yet. You didn't ask her to stay with you and yet, you are already doing this. She would be furious if she hears that you moved everything of her belongings to your place,” he said. He sat on the bed and I immediately pulled him.“Don’t you dare stain our bed with your sweats! Stand on the corner if you want to rest,” I told him. He chuckled but his face didn’t even smile. What a fucking asshole. “I will be leaving now. Jane requested me to bring her out today. I am going to go. Take care of her you fucking moron,” he said before he went out of the room and closed the door with a force that made me almost jump off at my spot. Fucking asshole.I looked at the place and saw the slight satisfaction from the view. Everything is settled
Tara's Point of View"Do you need anything? Are feeling fine? Do you want some fruits? I can peel some for you, Tara. Is your body hurt? Do you want me to give you a massage?"I stared at Peter. He looks so concerned and worried at the same time. There is not even something to be worried about. He didn't leave since he came here earlier. He just let Cindy left. He didn't even walk her out. He didn't want to leave me.The doctor says I am fine already and I can discharge now but Peter didn't want me to leave and wanted me to stay for another day. He wants me to have my rest here. He doesn't want me to stress about something in Lester's house. "I want burger and fries," I said, almost whispering because I am shy to request something to Peter. I feel like I can't boss him around because of his facial expression. And, it is Lester's fault. He was the one who made me crave for burger and fries and now, I am looking for it every meal time.My mind won't be at ease if I won't eat burger and
Cindy’s Point of View“What are y-you saying?” I asked him.What? Tara is pregnant and Peter is the father? How can it be? Is he really testing my patience with her? If that's what he wants then I will make sure that her child can’t see this fucking world. That child deserves to die and Tara deserves to die! I calm myself down looking at her. You fucking deserve to die, Tara! You shouldn’t be here! I have done enough with you. I can't stand with you anymore. You got Peter's heart and right now? You let yourself be impregnated by him? What kind of friend are you to do that to me? You already know that I love Peter so much yet you still you still give another reason for Peter to stay with you?I looked at Peter and his dark eyes reached into my soul. He didn’t move nor talk but his expression says he is not pleased with everything that is happening right now. I looked at Lester again. I know him by his name and clearly because he is the most aloof in the band.“Peter is the father of m
Tara’s Point of ViewI tried to cover my mouth, tears falling. I felt my heart tighten hearing them, talking about their baby. Cindy is pregnant? He fucking lied to me. I thought they didn’t sleep and right now they are going to have a baby? I thought he didn’t sleep with her? But why? Why did he impregnate her? How can I fucking trust him if he fucking lied to me? “Tara… calm down,” Lester whispered. No. I won’t calm down. How can I be fucking calm down? His eyes met mine and I saw anger in his eyes. “Hush now. Let’s leave them,” he whispered. He is trying to lower his voice, afraid that we might get caught but I don’t fucking care if they will see us.I don't care if ever they will see us here. I just want to know why Peter did it. I just want to hear it from his mouth. I want everything to be heard by him. I don't want to listen to anyone like he did to me. I don't want to listen to them when I can give him time to explain himself because I fucking know how it hurts when you don
Tara’s Point of View“What happened, Lester?” I asked him. He just went home because he went out to buy something and yet he didn't give me some information about Peter. I am waiting for Peter's call but still I didn't receive any calls from him.I can’t reach Peter’s phone. He didn’t answer my calls since last night. I have been worried thinking what happened to him. I couldn't sleep since last night because I have been waiting for him to call me back. I can't close my eyes for even a minute because all I think about is him. He told me that he will give me a call after an hour but I received no calls at all. He is making me worry. He should at least give me some calls or just texts if he couldn't give me some calls so I wouldn't be worried at all. I wonder what happened to him right now.Lester handed me a glass of milk. “Stop thinking about him for a second, Tara. Think of yourself and that little human inside you. Don’t stress yourself out there thinking about him. He is safe so w
Cindy’s Point of ViewI took a peek at him when I heard his light snore. I couldn't help but smile while staring at him. He is sleeping on the sofa and I can clearly see him in his position. I didn’t request another bed because I want him to lay beside me but he didn’t do it. Instead he lay down on that sofa.I wanted to take that sofa away from here as well if only I can. I don't want him to be there because I want him to stay beside me. I want him to accompany me in my sleep. I want his warmth but he doesn't want to be with me.That bitch! What did he do to him that made him like this? Why is he so whipped with her in those three months of being together? Did that fucking bitch do something to him to make him be a fool to her? Did she bewitch him?Well, even if she did something to him. She will still don't have Peter. They still can't be together because Peter will always be mine. She can't have him. She will never ever have him. And I will make sure of that.I stretched my body an
Peter Point of View"How is she? How is my lovely daughter?" A man in suit rushed in. He hurriedly pushed the door and searched for her daughter. His eyes just passed by me. He didn't even ask if who I was. His eyes quickly searched inside the room to look for her daughter.Cindy is sleeping right now. She couldn't sleep without me that's why I need to keep her company while she is here. The doctor said she is fine. I should be glad that I quickly ran her here. The doctor said the cut was too deep and tells me to be careful with her.That's the second reason why I stayed here as well and couldn't leave her. Cindy needs me now. She may be pregnant or not but I need to keep her in my sight. I was the reason who caused her to almost end her life. It is my responsibility to be here.I left my phone in my car. I couldn't go there because Cindy don't want me to leave even a second while she is sleeping. She sleeps so lightly that even my lightest actions could wake her up but this time she