“Would you rather do it the classical way? Or would you try to do all the options and choose the best possible way? ”I asked myself as my forefinger continued tracing the rim of the coupe champagne glass in front of me.My cheek was pressed against the cold and hard bar counter where I was currently seated. In front of me are the champagne glass and empty tequila bottle that are my company since earlier. I already finished it ten minutes ago and am now on my way to finish my first bottle of champagne.I could feel the vibration of the bar counter caused by the booming music surrounding the whole place. And it's only worsening the dizziness that I am feeling. I'm not drunk yet despite what I've been drinking but I'm already feeling a little dizzy. But it's still not enough for me to go home. I still need more, a lot more, enough for me to just pass out the moment that my back touches the soft mattress of my bed.“Oh, shoot ...” I moved my fingers sideways to contradi
Nervous. Fast heartbeat. Cold. Buckets of sweat on palm and forehead. And a face that lost its color. That’s what I see in my reflection in the rearview mirror of my car. My face signifies the fear that I am feeling right now, the nervousness that was eating me alive. With a trembling hand, I took the last lipstick I was carrying and put it on my pale lips. I put a light color on my lips as it was already running out. And when I was satisfied I put the lipstick back on the dashboard of my car. I was engulfed in a resurgence of nervousness in my heart when I saw the figure of the person I was waiting for. He's wearing his usual corporate suit as he takes his exit from the building that he owns, Cruz Empire. Black slacks, white polo underneath a black tux, and a pair of expensive leather shoes. Seeing him up close after two weeks made me miss him so much. And one proof of that was the tears that are gradually filling my eyes. My heart was beating erratically for hi
I grinded my hips in a flirty way against the crotch area of the man behind me. I can already feel his erection brushing against my bump but that didn't make me stop. I could already feel the bullets of sweat on my neck traveling down between my exposed cleavage. The 3G bar was packed once again. Everyone is wild, everyone moves without any care about what tomorrow holds for them, and everyone moves freely. And I did the same. My moves started to become wilder. Every sway of my hips and each waves my body makes gradually grew bigger and bolder. I felt like I was getting attention because of what I was doing but I didn’t care and just kept on dancing. This was what I needed, the freedom and the distraction to temporarily forgot my problems. “You’re hot,” the guy I am dancing with whispered close to my ears. The smirk disappeared from my lips. "You like it?" I asked, seductively, trying to flirt more than what we are already doing. “You’re making me
I lay my back on the hard bamboo, my bed, as my mind started its own trip down to memory lane. I keep on recalling tha meeting I had with Harris earlier. I couldn’t find the peace I badly needed right now as my heart goes heavy because of the unresolve issues he have. The peace I had been looking for only got farther from my reach, making me put in chaos once again. The deafening silence surrounding my apartment didn’t help me at all, instead, it only serves as the fuel for my head as memories of our past continues to flow in my head. And I couldn’t even figure how I could make my way out. I don’t want it. I’m fucking sick of it. It just repeatedly reminds me of things I just wanted to forget. I feel drained. I feel tired. Even the drunkenness has completely left me. What we talked about kept coming back to my mind. And his anger… I don’t think I’d be able to forget thar. I could clearly feel it, with the way he talked to me, the pain I caused him. And how I lef
I was quickly wrapped up by annoyance upon being awaken due to the consecutive loud banging on my door. I was barely a few miles away from there so my ear could clearly hear the noise that the person behind it was making. I stood up and immediately fixed my frizzt hair before opening the door for the person who had ruined my sleep. And I was quickly horrified and angered to see the people behind it. If only I could close the door again I would have done it a few milliseconds after opening it. I was greeted by a batch of big bodyguards who were securing the two old couple at the center. Of course, they’ll find me. Why didn't thought of the possibility of them finding me? It was no doubt that there was disgust im their faces.while scanning the environment I was living with. "What are you doing here?" I asked, not hiding my anger for them. Despite the sharp glance I threw at them, their cold stare didn’t fade, something that was natural to them. They would
The day was tough for me. I have gone through another battle again, and not so thankfully, I survived. But as I recall my encounter with my parents while looking at the high and mighty building of the Cruz Empire, the guilt is beginning to drown me once again.The movement of my hand never stopped ever since I settled on the pavement near the drainage a few meters away from the building. The pain that was caused by the stunt I pulled earlier was making me sleepy and dizzy.But the pain doesn't even match what my heart is feeling right now. The regret, pain, guilt, and grief all came in together submerging me into a deep ocean of darkness.“For real?! We are going to have a baby?! I'm going to be a Daddy?!”Another ruthless smash on my heart hit me when his excited voice filled my head. I could also feel my excitement during those times. But unlike him, mine was mixed with worry.Because I've always considered that everything could end like this. At first, I
I woke up with an intense pain that I felt in different parts of my body. I no longer remember at what point I fell asleep in the mixture of fatigue and pain I felt before I ended up in this situation.I kept my eyes closed when I heard two people talking from a short distance away from me. They are two but I am familiar with only one voice. I have no clue who was the other one. But upon hearing the words she’s saying, I came to I identified her profession.Even with my eyes shut, I knew where I was. The coldness of the room, the intoxicating smell of medicine, and the familiar mattress where my back rests steadily. I knew that I’m at the hospital.“She has bruises on most parts of her body and I think it came from bumping excessively to hard objects. And there were cuts on her wrist also. From what I’ve seen from it, this wasn’t the first time that she did this to herself. I saw a lot of healed wounds,” the doctor explained, probably to the man who brought me here."Is she suicidal o
"I'm going home," I announced, not minding his intimidating stares at me.He did not answer immediately. He just kept on staring at me without opening his mouth to speak. Maybe he's still in confusion about everything that I blabbered earlier.He sighed first before speaking, finally. “I’ll settle your bills. Wait for me here, I will take you to your house. ”"Great, because I don't have a single penny to pay for my fees," I replied sarcastically.He shook his head before storming out of the room.When I was sure he was gone I hurriedly arranged my hair and the crumpled t-shirt I was wearing yesterday. Despite the difficulty of moving due to the pain, I managed to be presentable again as if I hadn’t slashed last night.The only thing I was thankful for was the fact that I'm not in a hospital gown. I will no longer have difficulty getting dressed and will be able to escape immediately. I don't want to prolong the minutes that I am staying with him.Less connection, less attachment, and
Waldo's POVRegret. Hatred. Agony. Those were the key players that controlled my life for the past years. I embraced those feelings, reminiscing about the reason why I ended up lost. Echoes of cries and their wailings still visit me in my dreams, reminding me of the grief we all felt that night of her goodbye. Years may have passion but the guilt and regrets still reside in my heart. Would I be able to escape this hell of mine? I tried to get up. To turn my attention to others to forget. But everything has no effect. It's just a short-term solution and after the day I'll be back to the point of collapse and no fight. I thought I would be able to cover up entering a relationship but I only gave myself more trouble. I know that simply getting into a new relationship won't erase the traces he left behind. I'm only fooling myself, what I believe to be a lie will never be true. "I know you love me. And I love you too much. I was exhausted, Waldo, to the point that I was no longer able t
I could not distinguish if I was comfortable or if I was just simply happy being out in public with Waldo. I can't imagine or change now that the two of us are together after more than a year that our paths diverged. And I feel like he is too. I couldn't even feel the wilderness in his every natural action. He was holding my hand tightly, intertwined with his while his thumb was gently caressing the back of mine. He's been doing that for a while, ever since we got out of the car after arriving at the mall he brought me to. Me too, I can't find it in myself to complain about holding hands with him. I could even feel myself seeking the warmth of his hand. "What are we going to do here?" I asked in surprise. I quickly looked at my clothes that didn't match what Waldo brought me. I was wearing a white casual split v-neck chiffon blouse that I paired with red peg-leg pants. It's a good thing I'm wearing white sneakers and not the office sandals that will surely sink the first step I ta
I was awakened by a noise coming from around me. That sleep indicates that someone is cooking or something in the kitchen of the house. Even the cutlery I could hear making noise. But my head's still spinning, something I have never felt for over a year. Instead of getting up, I just covered myself with a blanket and buried myself deeper into my soft pillow. But I couldn't go back to sleep because of the knock on the bedroom door. I didn't answer. I just remained motionless while waiting for that person to approach. I can't get the nervousness but the surprise is that I wasn't kicked. I am satisfied that I am far from harm. But how he got in here I don't know. Despite being tucked under the blanket, the familiar smell of Waldo's perfume still stung my nose. His familiar aquatic scent that I missed. The scent that used to give me comfort knowing that he was beside me. "Wake up, honey. It's already lunchtime. You need to eat," he softly said. "How did you get in here?" I asked inst
I almost slapped my forehead when my mind spontaneously added that. Although that was true, it was refreshing that I was so quick to admit it to myself. I took his silence as an opportunity to leave that place. Unlike before when I longed for its crowded, hot, and chaotic place, now I was enveloped in irritation. I just want to get out and leave. Inhaling fresh air instead of the smell of cigarette smoke and the overwhelming smell of alcohol. With my busy feet, I hurry to find the exit from the dance floor. Even though it wasn't easy, it was as if I was taken out of my sight when I felt the touch of the cold air on my skin again. I hurriedly went to the bathroom to clean myself up. Even though I haven't been in this place for a long time, I just want to leave immediately and sleep where I'm staying. I was leaning against the sink when I got there. I didn't do anything but I felt tired. But the momentary comfort and relief were immediately interrupted when I heard the door open. Bu
"You're all set, madam," said the woman who was putting lipstick on my face earlier. I slowly opened my eyes. The first thing that greeted me was the golden necklace around my neck. That's just thin. It also has a small dove pendant which is a symbol of freedom. The necklace was a gift I bought for myself using my first salary as an assistant social media manager three months ago upon the promotion my boss gave me at that time. Next, I looked at the simple make-up that the woman put on me. That's simple and not grandiose. There was almost no color except for my slightly red cheeks. My hair was simply tied up in a ponytail. Even my white spaghetti strap bodycon dress has no design. I just don't understand why even I was invited to this event when my role in the company was small. G&E Apparel, which stands for Grace and Elegance, successfully made its way to the top. Through the help of different social media platforms, TikTok most specifically, the brand became known. So now, you've
Life became the simplest with me living all alone. At the same time, it became more fulfilling to follow what I wanted to do. And I felt peace. Finally... peace has come for me. I finally had my silence after years of being trapped by all the noise and chaos of my world. I made a noise when I dropped the plate on the breakable table in front of me. Add to that the surroundings were very quiet because I was the only person there. I sat on the seat next to the broken table at the same time as I went down there with the lid open for what I had to do today. I focused my eyes on the front of the laptop. I started reading the reviews on the social media page of the company I work for. I became a part of a social media marketing team of a small clothing brand. And since I was just newly hired, I was assigned mostly to checking reviews and comments on their social media accounts. I work home-based and that's an advantage for me. It was only a week since I started this job. Even if I won't
"Would you be fine with me?" I grinned at Katiya. He's been so busy driving that even if I want him to do it, he won't let me do it. It's been two days since we've been on the road after leaving El Refugio. I also thought that Katiya would leave after the church and return to her family. But instead of leaving me, he went with me. We've been roaming around using the car, driving endlessly while looking for the right moment to settle down. We've been sleeping inside the car parked at a public parking lot. There is no problem with me. I'm enjoying it. The only thing that is mine is what Katiya left behind. I'm sure as hell that her child's looking for her, even Galan who's been chasing her for a long time. "It's OK."And because I wasn't convinced by what I heard, I simply took his cell phone from the dashboard. Katiya kept it shut down to cut any connection we had from El Refugio. But because I wanted to send him back there for Ezra, I opened it to make sure Galan had texts there.
Harris gently faced me. Just like me, shock filled his eyes when he saw me. He did a quick scan all over me before his eyes locked on mine, staring at them in a scrutinizing way. I looked for the familiar loss of my heart close to him. But none of the feelings I used to feel when I was with him are gone. And I felt thankful realizing that now. That finally, and thankfully, I'm over this man. "Prescilla," the smile that greets him is hesitant. "What are you doing here?" I asked casually. His eyes became dim so he couldn't meet mine anymore. "I was running some errands for my wedding with Melissa."An understanding smile formed on my lips when I realized why he was being awkward answering my question. "So, you're finally tying the knots, huh? Congratulations to you," I greeted with no pretense. It seems that he is still not convinced by my act so he has to stare at me as if he is searching the contents of my mind. I tried to give him my most genuine smile to make him feel that it w
The touch of cold wind on my cheek woke me up. My eyes squinted when the sun shone directly on my face. It's not that hot yet so I'm sure it's not that popular yet. I looked around and realized I was still in the car. The seat I was sitting at was already reclined while the window on my side was open. I turned around to see if Katya was there, thinking that the woman was no longer there, but her sleeping form appeared to me. Her mouth was slightly open showing signs of her deep sleep. His two arms are crossed over his chest. I moved stealthily in order not to wake her up. Even when opening the door, I did my best not to make any noise. Only then was I able to get to know the place where we are now? "What the hell?" It didn't take me five seconds before tears started streaming from my eyes. "It just might help you." I turned to Katiya who had now gotten out of the car and was looking at me intently. "Waldo is not the only one who needs to break free from the bonds that are wrapped