"You are just saying that to calm me, Tara. I am good now. You don't need to comfort me anymore. I will just admire you from afar even though it fucking hurts seeing you with another man. It really hurts."I shook my head while looking at him. "You are a fucking coward, Peter." Those words were meant to hurt him because he is not that brave enough to face the confession he just told me. That's all? After telling it to me he will just leave it like that?His mouth formed an O shape. He can't believe the words that I have just said to him. I can hurt you even more if you won't wake up from that cowardness of yours."A fucking coward," I repeatedly said looking deep into his drowning eyes. He blinked twice, asking himself silently if I really did tell him that words but I just stared at him, hoping he would get what I wanted to say.He looked away after meeting my stare. "I tried, Tara. I tried so hard to fight my feelings but I realized I can't break your relationship with him. I can'
"Fuck! Faster, Peter!" I demanded when I was about to release. He is fucking me from behind and I can't keep up with his fucking too slow thrusts. He is trying to make love with me but we both know that's not what I wanted right now. I love that he wants to make love to me but I want him to fuck me and fill my needs. I want him to fuck me harder than before.One more hard thrust before he finally releases all of his juices inside me. I didn't move a bit to let him finish off loading all of the juice inside me. "Fuck," I whispered after the hot liquid went inside me it started to make its way down to my thighs when I tried to make a move. I can feel my legs shaking as I tried to calm my breathing. He let out a growl before he collapsed on the bed and my body followed him. It instantly fell onto the bed. Too drained from the session that we just had. Fuck. I really love how he put his hard thing inside me. I love the feeling of fullness of it."I love you, my lady," he whispered. He ki
“What’s with the sigh? Do you want to tell me something? What is it? I am just to listen, all the time.”I looked at Matt’s shaded green eyes. He is cooking our dinner and I can’t tell what I want to tell to him right now because I can’t get that genuine smile off of him. I still want him to smile more, even if my conscience is eating me up.I just tried to act normal and smile at him. I have to do this yet I am always not ready when I get to see that beautiful smile on his face. I just can't take it off because he deserves to be happy.“Nothing. Just tired because of work. How about you? How was your day? Did something good happen today?”He stopped steering the food to look at me. His smiles grow even bigger. Half of his body is facing the stove while his upper body is looking at me. “Well, I feel like the burden just lifted because of your question. Feels like your query is the only one that would lift the heaviness I have been feeling.”I just smiled at his cheesiness. I shouldn't
“What?” I asked him with eyes wide open. He got to be kidding me. What did he just say? He was asking me for what? Marriage?“Let’s get married,” he repeated and this time he held my hand. “I promise to love you more than what you deserve. I promise to love you more than you love me. I promise to always love you even with the dust of snow falling.”The hell? What was he saying? My forehead creased. “What?” Is he even sincere? I can feel the sincerity though but I don’t know how to say it in words when I heard what his last sentence was.What's with the dust of snow falling? He laughed and kissed my forehead. “I love you. Do you want me to give you a ride now? What kind of ride? Either way, I am good with both rides. And when are you planning to leave him? I can't peacefully sleep at night knowing you spend the night at his place.” I gave him a dagger look. “Sorry, but I can't wait anymore.”“Shut up and wait for it. I don't want to hurt him,” I said with a hoarse voice. I am not in t
He faked a smile when he looked at me. I don’t know what to do. I can’t find my sister in the living room. Maybe she is in her room. I don’t want to ask Matt about where my sister is because I know I won’t get an answer from him. He dragged me up to his room. I just let him do what he wants to do. I willingly followed him as well. He was silent the whole walk. He didn't utter a word which made an awkward moment for me but aside from those thinking, the tears that I have been trying to ignore bring back to life.I glanced up to the ceiling to stop my tears from falling down. I can’t utter a word, the side of my lips are shaking. The words that I have been trying to say are stuck inside my throat. I can't produce the words. “S-sorry. I know sorry is not enough. I won’t ask for you to forgive me right now---”“What made you do it? Am I not enough for you? Was I wrong? Did I bore you in this relationship? Did I make you feel like you aren't enough? Is there something I am not good at? T-
"You looked good as always," I heard Lena compliment me but I just let it pass through my ear like I didn't hear any comments at all. I am too tired of anything right now. I just want to have my rest... forever.I feel like my heart has been crushed by a ten-wheeler truck. I am so broken because of myself. I am broken because of my own wrongdoings. I am so broken because... I just lost the people I have been cherishing. I just lost them all in a snap.I sighed all the heaviness I felt. I feel like my back has been carrying bags of emptiness and pain. There's nothing that could take me back at me again. I feel like I am about to explode and I will burst out into tears any minute right now if someone will ask how I feel. If someone will ask how I am.I silently wiped the tear that escaped my eyes and travel down my cheeks. I turned my back on them so they won't see me wiping my own mistake. Wiping the result of the problem I created.Lena stopped sipping her hot coffee when she noticed m
The company looks much livelier today because of the posters and the little decoration they have made for the band’s achievements. The colorful balloons on the side, making an aisle at the entrance of the building, and the boys’ merchandise on the display just near the entrance. I stared at the balloons. I was just wondering why balloons make some people happy. Maybe I am feeling too bitter right now because of the situation I am in but I think balloon will just give you heartbreak. You will be happy when you can get a hold of it but when it slipped out of your hand you will feel sad and worst is when it will pop. I smile at that thought. Heartbreak really gives people a different point of view of the things they once got laid eyes on.I didn't have time to notice this kind of setup earlier because I was too busy hiding in those shades while walking straight and just this time, I got to admire the beauty of it that I have ignored earlier. I didn't know they have made this into a para
William brought me home after. I can still feel the heaviness in my heart but somehow something lifted up. William listens to me until I don't have to say anymore. I didn't even let him say anything. He just let me say all my hurting. I looked at him slowly driving his car out of the place. He is going home now. He wanted to take me home after that's why he gave me a ride. I waved my hand when he beeped the horn of his car before leaving the place.He wanted to stay here until I get inside but I don't want to bother him anymore. That was enough. Him, listening to me is enough already. My heart is kind of at some peace right now. It took him some time to finally left me here. If he wasn't tired from their performance at the concert that they had then maybe he won't leave me here. I guess he will stay because I can see it on his face, that he still wants to stay here.I stayed outside to feel the cold chilly night before going inside the house. The lights from the street made me smile
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