Sydney McCarthney's Point of View
After the arguement happens in the kitchen this morning, I and Zyko never talked to each other. He just left the house peacefully and I don't care if he don't want to go home. I will be thankful if that happens because my life will be in peace. Nana Isabelle never ask me about it. Maybe she understood the assignment already. I was sitting on the rocking chair here in the pool area while relaxing and feel the freshness of the wind that touches on my skin. Without his presence in this house is very peaceful. There is no negative energy in this house. "Your mother is here, Syd," I heard Nana Isabelle said from behind. The smile on my lips faded when I heard the word mother from Nana Isabelle. "Where is she?" I nonchalantly asked. "I'm here at your back," My mother replied in a flat tone. "Is that how to you welcome your mother into your house?" I rolled my eyes because of irration. On the other hand I turned to face her and ask, "What are you doing here at my house, Mom?" "I am visiting you, Syd." "I'm not sick either..." I stood up and walked inside the house. "You don't have to visit me because I'm fine." I turned to face her again and I saw how mad she is. I don't care if she will be mad at me. She can't hurt me in my own house. "Nana Isabelle, can you leave us for a moment?" I asked Nana Isabelle. "And make her something to eat." She nodded her head as responsed. I sat down on the couch here in living room and waited her to sat down also. My mother never failed to amuse me. She always act like a good mother to me when in fact she never be. She never be a good mother to me because she always gets mad. It was her talent though, being mad even I didn't do anything for her to get mad. "What are you doing here, Mom?" I asked again because I know she's not here to visit me. She come here because she needs something from me. I know her a lot more than my father know her. "I want a grandchild," she said that made me speechless. I was just looking at her while my mouth widely open. I can't utter any words. What did she just said? She wants what? "You want what?" I asked again to confirm that I heard it right. "A grandchild, Sydney. Your father and I are getting older. We want a grandchild— we want to see our grandchild before we died," she monotonous said. I shook my head while chuckling. "Are you insane, Mom? Omg! You're not in drugs are you?" They want a grandchild from me? Are they serious? Omg! How can I give a grandchild when I don't want to be a mother. "I am dead serious, Syd," she said seriously. I stop chuckling and made my face serious. "No." "Why? I mean you already have a husband. He is handsome and I know he will be a great father." I shook my head again to disagree with her statement about my husband. Zyko will never be a good father because he is an asshole. "Don't decide my life again because last time, I I Iet the both of you decide for myself, my life became mesirable." Pain painted on her face when I said those words but I never regret it. "I'm not ready to be a mother— to bear a child because I know I can't be a good mother..." "Syd—" I turned my back on her. "My decision is already final, Mom. No one can change it. And if you have nothing to say, just leave my house." After I said those words, I already left her in the living room. I went to the second where my room is located. I know myself more than they know me. I can't let my child to have a family like this. I don't want my future kids to feel what I feel right now. I want the best for my kids. One of the reason also that I am not going to bear a child because I still have a plan to pursue my dream. Besides, Zyko doesn't want to have a child with me. We both hate each other, we stay is this relationship because of our business. I know I'm a little bit harsh to my mother— she doesn't deserve it but I was hurt when they make a decision for my life. I thought their hate towards me won't lead to this situation. But I was wrong they turned my dreams into nothing. I want to be a model, a highest paid model but they don't let me. They become the hindrance— they're againts me and my dreams. I let out a sigh as read the magazine I was holding right now. I saw my idol again, they are very gorgeous and elegant with the brand they've model. How I wish I will become one of them but it's really impossible to be one of them. I know Zyko is also againts with my plan. He will never support me because he hates me. "Everytime I enter this room, I always see your problematic face." I did not noticed that Zyko is already home because my brain was too pre-occupied. "I thought you're not coming home," I said and put the magazine on the beside table. "This is my house also," he replied while putting the suitcase on the bed. "Besides It's up to me if I'm going home or not. It's none of your business." And with that I just shut my mouth and never talked back again. He is right, is none of my business anymore if he's going home or not. I turned my gaze away from his as he started to unbotton his suit. My face started to heat up when I saw on my peripheral vision that he is looking at me. He is teasing me as if I am being seduced with those looks. I cleared my throat. "I will just tell Nana Isabelle to cook a dinner for you." "I'm not going to eat here," he said. I nodded my head and said, "Okay, enjoy." I never didn't ask even I wanted to ask him where he was going. "You're not going to ask me where I was going? Who's coming with me" he suddenly asked in a flat tone. "I'm not interested. You can go anywhere you want. It's your life and you said earlier that its not my business anymore." I gave him a smile to assure him that I'm not against with his freedom. "But don't make stupid things that will make me hate you even more." "What if I will, what will you do?" he asked. I shrugged my shoulder. "We didn't know. It's either you will find another wife or I will kill you." "Are you threatening me?" His eyes narrowed while asking me. I shrugged my shoulder again. "If you're threatened then its not my problem anymore." A line appeared between his brows but his reaction change. An evil smile formed on lips. "Then I must start making your life more mesirable."Sydney McCarthney Point of View There was a haze in the sky, so the moon surrounded by bluish rings. It looked like a beautiful silver ball setting on the velvet cushion. I was here at the terace of our room waiting for him to go home despite the blistering cold.I was wondering what is he doing right now? Is he doing something stupid? What if he does? What will I do? I don't know what I can to him, All I know is I won't let him tainted my name. I know he is capable on doing that but don't he dare. I looked at my watch and it's already two in the morning and yet he's not coming home. I sigh. "Maybe my husband is not coming home." I went inside our room and locked the glass door of the terrace. I covered it with the ivory colored curtain. I jumped into the bed and cover myself with the soft comforter. I turned off the lamp-shade and close my eyes— letting my sleepness consumed me. When the morning came, I woke up with something heavy on my stomach. My heart almost jumped out of m
Sydney McCarthney's Point of View I confidently entered the mall wearing simply a black tank top and baggy pants. I was wearing sunglasses and carried my ivory Chanel little purse.Many eyes were on me, but I chose to ignore them. It takes a long time to leave the house again, so I am savoring this moment. But when I go home, I know Zyko will swoon over with my beauty. I just finished getting my hair done at the salon earlier before I came here to the mall. I will only buy a some clothes here because I am going to see someone. He is a good friend of mine.I entered a boutique and was greeted with a beautiful smile by their sales lady. "What are you looking for, Ma'am?" she asked me. I ignored her and just looked around. I get clothes that are hanging that I think will suit me. I gave it to her and she took it from my hand. She was just following me while I was just taking clothes that caught my interest. When I couldn't see anything, I turned my back to the sales lady and gave h
Sydney McCarthney's Point of View Various of smells stink my nose as we walked into a famous club here in the Philippines. A lot of people were looking at our direction but we just ignore them. They're not the reason why we are here. "Some people here are stinky. Aren't they bothered by their smell?" I asked with a mixture of disgust in my tone. "Leave them alone because it's their body. It's normal to have that smell," Lana said as we both entered a VIP room of the club. Of course! Lana will pay the room. I don't want to spend Zyko's money because that man might be even more angry with me. Speaking of him, he called me a few times before Lana and I came here. Of course I didn't answer the phone call. I'll let him think where I am as he does to me. I want to get even to him that's it. "What is your order, Ma'am?" the waiter asked. "Just give us one of your best seller vodka and one bottle of tequilla," Lana said as she gave her credit card to the waiter. I frowned looking at he
Zyko Maurice Mufasa's Point of View I'm almost going crazy waiting for Sydney to come home. Until now I'm still trying to call her cell phone and as usual it's dead. It looks like she meant to turn it off so I wouldn't bother her. I'm looking at the clock on my cellphone and it's damn past midnight and she's not home yet. I don't know what to do, even my tracker friend didn't know where she was.I was walking back and forth in the living room, worried about her because maybe where did she go or something happened to her."Sir, maybe Syd is at a friend's house right now and she didn't tell you," said Nana Isabelle. I didn't notice that he was already here by my side. I looked at her. "Do you know any of her friends?" I asked. "Sydney is secretive regarding with her friends, Sir. She doesn't let us know and I don't know about that kid," answered Nana Isabelle with a sigh."But I think Sydney is doing this because to make you feel what you are doing to her..." She stopped talking and
Sydney McCartney's Point of ViewI kept looking at Zyko who had his back to me. He was facing what he was cooking. When I woke up earlier he was not by my side and when I went here I found him cooking.He also told me that he would cook me breakfast. So I really wonder what comes in his mind why he wanted to cook breakfast for me. I was also wondering how I got home last night. The only thing I remember was being at the club with Lana."Are you hungry yet?" Zyko asked. He turned to look at me and gave me a sweet smile. "It's going to be quick so wait for a moment and you can eat."My lips parted while looking at him. Is he serious? I mean he's not like that. So, why is he like that now? It is impossible for a person to change overnight. Now I am really wondering what happened last night.I am also thinking this is pat of his game.I shook my head and smiled back at him. "I'm not hungry yet. Just take your time.”I am willing to be part of his game as long as he will lose at the end
Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewVogue Magazine?How does it feel to be involved in this? Is it fun? Exciting or scary at the same time is fun.I shook my head as I looked through the vogue magazines I was holding. Nate Moss, Amber Valletta, Shalom Harlow and etc. They are amazing, stunning, elegant and gorgeous.I never get tired on dreaming to be part of this magazine. I dreamed to be one of the most paid model in the whole world. It is not impossible though because I am rich and beautiful.Insane, Sydney!I shook my head continously as I closed the magazine. I stood up and put it back on the shelves.I don't think so If I could be a model because my parents did not support me on my passion.They will just say, Your appearance is not their type. Funny right? They should lift me up but instead they turned me down and my dream.Being with my family is hard. I should be perfect on their eyes, I shouldn't let them show my weakness because they will scold me.Sydney McCarthney?People
Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewI was swaying my hips while keeping up with the rhythm of the music. I was dancing like a whore and I can feel that I was free. However after this night everything will be back to reality. I'm getting married to someone I don't love and that's reality.The beat of the music was too loud. I stopped dancing when I felt someone grab my waist. I removed his hand in disgust. I faced him and immediately slapped him in the face."Asshole!"I gave him a sharp look but he just gave me a devilish smile as if he has an evil plan."Jerk!" I said that before I leave him in the dance floor.I returned to the counter full of irritation. I immediately ordered another drink. I know I'm a bit drunk but I can handle myself.Cassidy is with me but I can't find where she is. I don't know where she went, and where she is now.But even if she's not here now, I can go home. I can still drive even I'm drunk..I stopped drinking when I felt someone sitting in the seat next to
Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewI don't know what to do. Today is our engagement party and I still don't have the courage to face him. He thinks that I like this fixed marraige. He blamed me for the death of her love once.After that confrontation I could hardly sleep. My conscience torments me because of what he said."Tsk. Stop acting like you don't know anything. Is that why you talked to me last night because you wanted to be close to me? Desperate!"I couldn't stop myself to slap him really hard on his face. I am raging with madness while looking at him.Does he really thinks I liked to marry him? Then he's foolish. "Are you done insulting me?" I asked him angrily."Do you really think I want to marry you? Then wake up! I don't want to marry you but I have no choice."I shook my head and wiped the tears that were about to fall from my eyes.Why am I weak when it comes to this? Why do I cry every time I am overwhelmed with anger?"If you had asked her marry you, this wouldn't
Sydney McCartney's Point of ViewI kept looking at Zyko who had his back to me. He was facing what he was cooking. When I woke up earlier he was not by my side and when I went here I found him cooking.He also told me that he would cook me breakfast. So I really wonder what comes in his mind why he wanted to cook breakfast for me. I was also wondering how I got home last night. The only thing I remember was being at the club with Lana."Are you hungry yet?" Zyko asked. He turned to look at me and gave me a sweet smile. "It's going to be quick so wait for a moment and you can eat."My lips parted while looking at him. Is he serious? I mean he's not like that. So, why is he like that now? It is impossible for a person to change overnight. Now I am really wondering what happened last night.I am also thinking this is pat of his game.I shook my head and smiled back at him. "I'm not hungry yet. Just take your time.”I am willing to be part of his game as long as he will lose at the end
Zyko Maurice Mufasa's Point of View I'm almost going crazy waiting for Sydney to come home. Until now I'm still trying to call her cell phone and as usual it's dead. It looks like she meant to turn it off so I wouldn't bother her. I'm looking at the clock on my cellphone and it's damn past midnight and she's not home yet. I don't know what to do, even my tracker friend didn't know where she was.I was walking back and forth in the living room, worried about her because maybe where did she go or something happened to her."Sir, maybe Syd is at a friend's house right now and she didn't tell you," said Nana Isabelle. I didn't notice that he was already here by my side. I looked at her. "Do you know any of her friends?" I asked. "Sydney is secretive regarding with her friends, Sir. She doesn't let us know and I don't know about that kid," answered Nana Isabelle with a sigh."But I think Sydney is doing this because to make you feel what you are doing to her..." She stopped talking and
Sydney McCarthney's Point of View Various of smells stink my nose as we walked into a famous club here in the Philippines. A lot of people were looking at our direction but we just ignore them. They're not the reason why we are here. "Some people here are stinky. Aren't they bothered by their smell?" I asked with a mixture of disgust in my tone. "Leave them alone because it's their body. It's normal to have that smell," Lana said as we both entered a VIP room of the club. Of course! Lana will pay the room. I don't want to spend Zyko's money because that man might be even more angry with me. Speaking of him, he called me a few times before Lana and I came here. Of course I didn't answer the phone call. I'll let him think where I am as he does to me. I want to get even to him that's it. "What is your order, Ma'am?" the waiter asked. "Just give us one of your best seller vodka and one bottle of tequilla," Lana said as she gave her credit card to the waiter. I frowned looking at he
Sydney McCarthney's Point of View I confidently entered the mall wearing simply a black tank top and baggy pants. I was wearing sunglasses and carried my ivory Chanel little purse.Many eyes were on me, but I chose to ignore them. It takes a long time to leave the house again, so I am savoring this moment. But when I go home, I know Zyko will swoon over with my beauty. I just finished getting my hair done at the salon earlier before I came here to the mall. I will only buy a some clothes here because I am going to see someone. He is a good friend of mine.I entered a boutique and was greeted with a beautiful smile by their sales lady. "What are you looking for, Ma'am?" she asked me. I ignored her and just looked around. I get clothes that are hanging that I think will suit me. I gave it to her and she took it from my hand. She was just following me while I was just taking clothes that caught my interest. When I couldn't see anything, I turned my back to the sales lady and gave h
Sydney McCarthney Point of View There was a haze in the sky, so the moon surrounded by bluish rings. It looked like a beautiful silver ball setting on the velvet cushion. I was here at the terace of our room waiting for him to go home despite the blistering cold.I was wondering what is he doing right now? Is he doing something stupid? What if he does? What will I do? I don't know what I can to him, All I know is I won't let him tainted my name. I know he is capable on doing that but don't he dare. I looked at my watch and it's already two in the morning and yet he's not coming home. I sigh. "Maybe my husband is not coming home." I went inside our room and locked the glass door of the terrace. I covered it with the ivory colored curtain. I jumped into the bed and cover myself with the soft comforter. I turned off the lamp-shade and close my eyes— letting my sleepness consumed me. When the morning came, I woke up with something heavy on my stomach. My heart almost jumped out of m
Sydney McCarthney's Point of View After the arguement happens in the kitchen this morning, I and Zyko never talked to each other. He just left the house peacefully and I don't care if he don't want to go home. I will be thankful if that happens because my life will be in peace. Nana Isabelle never ask me about it. Maybe she understood the assignment already. I was sitting on the rocking chair here in the pool area while relaxing and feel the freshness of the wind that touches on my skin. Without his presence in this house is very peaceful. There is no negative energy in this house. "Your mother is here, Syd," I heard Nana Isabelle said from behind. The smile on my lips faded when I heard the word mother from Nana Isabelle. "Where is she?" I nonchalantly asked. "I'm here at your back," My mother replied in a flat tone. "Is that how to you welcome your mother into your house?" I rolled my eyes because of irration. On the other hand I turned to face her and ask, "What are you d
Sydney McCarthney's Point of View It is difficult to marry and live together with someone you despise. We need to get along well because he's my husband. I also had not expected fixed marriage to be so difficult. After Zyko and I married, he rarely returned home. I keep thinking that he despises me so much that he doesn't want me to reside in the same house. But what do I do? This is the only one. We must act as husband and wife. Zyko has been causing me stress in recent days. He hasn't returned home in almost a week, and I'm not sure where he is. He didn't tell me when he left the home and didn't explain what he was doing. I don't even care if he doesn't want to return home. But I was worried since his granddad constantly asking about his well-being. I'm at a loss for words since I'm completely clueless. "What kind of face is that?" My brows automatically raised when I heard his voice from behind. I looked at him in the mirror, I shoot him a death glare. "Oh you still
Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewIt's been month after the engagement party and today is the end of my single era. It's my wedding day.I was wishing that Zyko will not come to this wedding. However my family's plan will be ruined and I'm sure they will blame me for it."Are you ready for your wedding," My mother asked me.I just looked at her and smile."I'm dishonest if I said yes.""Stop your drama, Syd," she warned me."I am not, Mom. I am just being honest," I replied and look at her in the mirror. "I told you if I had a choice, I will not agree to this marraige."My mother held my arm. " Don't do anything stupid, lady. I am warning you."It's me and my mother inside the hotel we rent near the church where the wedding will be held. In this hotel also will be the venue of our reception."I won't. Just let my arm go," I said while pretending that I wasn't hurt.I feel how her long nails dug into my skin and it's hurt.She let go my arm and shoot me a sharp look. She compose hersel
Sydney McCarthney's Point of ViewI don't know what to do. Today is our engagement party and I still don't have the courage to face him. He thinks that I like this fixed marraige. He blamed me for the death of her love once.After that confrontation I could hardly sleep. My conscience torments me because of what he said."Tsk. Stop acting like you don't know anything. Is that why you talked to me last night because you wanted to be close to me? Desperate!"I couldn't stop myself to slap him really hard on his face. I am raging with madness while looking at him.Does he really thinks I liked to marry him? Then he's foolish. "Are you done insulting me?" I asked him angrily."Do you really think I want to marry you? Then wake up! I don't want to marry you but I have no choice."I shook my head and wiped the tears that were about to fall from my eyes.Why am I weak when it comes to this? Why do I cry every time I am overwhelmed with anger?"If you had asked her marry you, this wouldn't