HIS FEELINGS
“Okay. That’s all for today,” I told my employees as I closed the folder and ended the presentation I have been preparing for the past few weeks.
The fashion show is just a day away and I am glad that everything is going well.
I smiled at Min who waited for me at the door.
“Congrats, Shan. You did it!” She beamed as I stopped in front of her. “Finally! Tomorrow, all your hard works will pay off!” She beamed excitedly.
I chuckled and nodded. “It’s not just me though. It’s all of our hard works,” I replied. “We should all celebrate after the show!” I beamed as Min and I started jumping up and down in the office like we are some crazy fan girls going insane over the long-awaited comeback of Block V.
We just stopped jumping when we felt really tired.
“Okay. Let’s stop, I’m tired,” I said as we both
HANDSOMEMy world stopped the moment Kristoff’s lips landed on mine. I don’t know what to react. I don’t know what to think. I don’t know what this means. I don’t know why he is doing this.What is he trying to prove?Kristoff eventually pulled away from me but his eyes were locked on mine. It’s as if he is going to tell me something. But he couldn’t say it in words.I snapped out of my thoughts. I can’t let my guards down at this moment. I can’t lose my sanity right now. Not with a kiss.Not with that kiss.Somehow, he must’ve noticed that I am thinking about what he is thinking, because, then, his hand slid to my hand, interlacing each of his fingers on mine.I bit my lip as I tried to suppress this growing feeling in me. All these emotions, I can’t contain each and every single one of them anymore.I stared at our hands bef
GOOD STRANGEI want to be in your fashion show right now. I almost choked on my husband’s text for me. What is he trying to do again? Why is he like this all of a sudden?I started to focus on the ramp again as I know my face is red now. Holy shizzles, with just that text, I don’t know what my heart is feeling right now.My mom nudged me. “Your husband texted us. He said he will pick you up after the fashion show for a celebratory dinner for you.” She smiled teasingly. “When did you two start to have dinner this way, honeybunch?” she asked med.I automatically blushed. “I don’t know, Mom,” I replied.One day, I woke up and Kristoff’s actions had become more vulgar—like he does seem to care so much for me.My parents smiled at me while Kris’ just gave me encouraging looks. I smiled back and exhaled deeply as I turned my attention
KRISTOFFI am watching Ashanti sleep tonight. Yes, I am in her room. I am doing this every night though. I always see to it she sleeps well and she isn’t haunted by nightmares.I can do nothing but sigh as I look in this angel’s face.From the first time I saw her, there has been this magnificent force that magnets me to her.Yes, nothing is a coincidence. Everything was something to me.No, Ashanti Michaels is everything to me.I didn’t ask her to be my fake girlfriend for nothing. I didn’t ask her to be my fake girlfriend to get rid of those girls who swoon over me. I did it because I liked her in the first place.Everything she does just makes me like her more and more and more. Every day, I am falling for her deeper and deeper and deeper. Yes, I love her. It’s just that I am not showing it to her.Because I am scared that if I show her how much I love her, I mi
DADKristoff kissed me! I can’t even count how many kisses he has given me since this morning. I can do nothing but just sigh. Sigh in happiness and content. I like this feeling very much.Well, who wouldn’t like this feeling? The person I loved all these years loves me back. Isn’t that a good feeling?Maybe not.Because it is the best feeling ever.Who would expect someone who you thought has never laid his eyes on you to be crushing on you all this time?So, we were feeling mutual feelings for each other all these times. How did he manage to keep all those feelings in?But one thing is still unanswered in my mind. Who is that Bianca Lee to him? Why is she clinging to him to the she would tell everyone in the world that they have history?Just thinking about it makes me really bothered.Kristoff looked—or stared—at me while I was seated across him in the table.
LITTLE MISS INSECUREI ran as fast as I could. I don’t want to talk to anyone. Especially not to Dad. Especially not to Kristoff.How could they do this to me? How could dad hide this thing from me? Didn’t they realize that keeping it a secret from me would make me more upset?Now, I don’t want to think about anything. I just wouldn’t want to think. I don’t want to think. Because all that is in my mind is how they betrayed me.Bianca Lee. Of all people, why must it be her?She is everything I will never be. I am nothing compared to her. She is Kristoff’s ideal type. She is a goddess and they have history. She is the owner of Jewel Shoppe where everyone looks up to.I shut my eyes as I hailed a cab.All of these insecurities are setting in. I couldn’t believe I’d be this insecure towards someone. And this person I am insecure of is my sister. I f
SORRY, NOT SORRY“Are you sure you can eat all these?” I asked Hunter who led me to an Italian restaurant near the forbidden park and ordered foods good for eight people.I looked at him in disbelief and shock. How could he order a lot of same dishes? I mean, they are all pasta and pizza. How could he eat all these?He just gave me a grin and started attacking the food.I sat there, watched him, stunned. Oh yes, he is eating well, eating really, really, well. What can I say?“Are celebrities supposed to eat a lot? Aren’t you conscious of your image and appearance?” I asked him, still not starting to eat.He looked at me while he was plopping the spaghetti in his mouth. He tried to respond but I didn’t understand because his mouth is full.I handed him the iced tea. It was bottomless as well. What will my bill be? How much will it be? It seems like I have to work harder on
ZOMBIEKristoff continuously knocked on my door since the moment I entered and banged the door in front of his face.“Ashanti! Open up, please?”I ignored him.“Please! Baby, at least let me explain!”I rolled my eyes and went to the toilet to shower and prepare myself for the congratulatory dinner. What was there to explain anyway? It is clear that they had betrayed me. They kept that freaking secret from me and now I am torn because it hurts so much.Perhaps, it’s true that it is hard to forgive the persons close to you. Well, it is harder than those strangers who bump into you on the way.I felt like I was eaten by my whole being. I didn’t even know what happened. All I know is that I can’t talk to any of them right now.Dad and Kristoff.No. Definitely not.I don’t know when I would be ready to talk to them because I don’t know i
TRUTH HURTSWhere am I? That was the first thing I asked myself when I opened my eyes. I was in this white place with a single window. I am certain that this is not my room. And I swear, this isn’t Kristoff’s.I looked around and saw an IV line connected to me.So I am at a hospital?I looked to my right and saw a figure sleeping in the couch. Seems familiar but I can’t seem to remember.“Ashanti?”I flinched when I heard that voice.Kristoff.I immediately looked away as he began to walk towards me.“You are awake! Thank God!” He beamed as he hugged me tightly. I can’t even breathe. But why is this feeling taking over me once again?I don’t know but I just let him hold me like that. Damn. I must admit that I miss his touch. I miss him badly. But there is this fighting feeling that makes me want to go away.Bianca, th
ASHANTI“I can’t take it anymore,” I told Kristoff as we were in the labor room. This morning, I had several Braxton-Hicks that made Kristoff panic. The contractions had been intensified from then up to now.“Baby, just hold on a little longer.” I don’t know who Kristoff is telling that—me or the baby.He gripped onto my hand as before planting a kiss on my sweaty forehead.I’ve known how painful it is to give birth but the ones I have read never really made me feel this way. This is—by far—the worst pain in my life. I have never even imagined feeling this excruciating pain.Dr. Johnson, my OB, with a nurse came towards us. The nurse explained that the doctor will be checking my cervical dilatation.“You’re fully dilated now, Mrs. Marx. You can push now.” Dr. Johnson told me and encouraged me to bear down.Kristoff was holdi
ASHANTI“I want to eat ice cream.” I raised my brow at what Kristoff told me. We are cuddling on the couch while watching the closing ceremonies of Asian Games, and then, there he is, pouting at me and hugging my body tightly.It was such an awful sight, to be honest. Kristoff and pouting should never be used in one sentence.“But it’s the middle of the night,” I replied and he pouted even more.I almost scoffed when I saw his face like that. Is he kidding me? Why is he acting like this right now? It was as if he is a baby or what.Truthfully, he was like this for the past few days. It’s too extreme to the point that I think he’s the pregnant one. He’s the one with raging hormones and not me.It’s too funny to even think about his expressions when he tells me that he likes pizza, ice cream, twin bananas, dragon fruits and what so ever.I’ve searche
ASHANTI“Are you alright?” Kristoff asked me as I paled when I was looking at the calendar. I was looking at my normal cycle before realizing that I am delayed. Three weeks delayed.I looked at him and nodded.He narrowed his eyes on me and sat closer to me. “Come on. You can’t fool me with that face of yours,” he beamed. “Tell me. What’s wrong, baby?” he asked in the sweetest voice that I have ever heard in my whole life.The way he calls me baby! I can feel my intestines coil with each other and the butterflies are flying all the way up to my throat. I want to throw up.I gulped when I realized that it’s true. I want to throw up. I immediately ran to the toilet and vomited on the bowl. Kristoff came running behind me, panicking about my condition.“Hey, what’s happening?” he asked me as he caressed my back. “Come on, I’l
ASHANTI“Please come to the bridal shower party!” Genevieve beamed at me as she just barged into my office like this. It’s her wedding in two weeks. Finally! We worked our butts off for this wedding because Genevieve wanted a different theme. She wanted a horror theme. According to her, marriage is scary. Hence, horror theme.I looked at her. “You know Kristoff won’t approve that kind of idea,” I replied.She pouted then walked to my desk. “Well they have this thing called Bachelor Bash and I think Kristoff told Chester that he would come,” she told me as she sat on the chair in front of my desk.My eyes widened at her. “What?!” I asked in disbelief.Genevieve nodded at me.I shut my eyes and contained my cool. How could he do this? He told me he wouldn’t go because he doesn't want me to go!I sighed hard.Genevieve looked at me. &ldqu
ASHANTIKristoff walked me inside his office and he led me to his couch. I looked around and wow. His office is really big and neat. It’s not like mine.His office is like those offices I see in dramas. All leather and all made of expensive woods.He let me sit on the couch and he sat beside me. Really, really close. I can feel my heart beating really, really fast.He always had that effect on me. He always had that power in me. He makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time.“Are you sure you're okay?” he asked me as he looked at me.I smiled and nodded. I can't even talk because I am too nervous I would stutter because of all the feels.I just can't get enough of Kristoff and his grease. He would always make me feel nervous. No matter how long we’d stayed together.He smiled at me and wrapped his arm around me. “I missed you,” he told me as he kissed m
ASHANTI“What are you cooking, Ashanti?” Genevieve asked me as she leaned on the table while I am cooking something. She sounded really awful though. Oh. I can’t blame her though. I am not a goddess in the kitchen, okay. I acknowledge that.None taken.Instead, I chuckled at her. “I’m cooking something for Kristoff,” I replied as I continued to slice the onions.Genevieve wrinkled her nose. “That? You’re cooking that for your husband?” she asked me as she pointed at the onions.I looked at the onions then blinked at her, nodding. “Why? Is there something wrong?” I asked her.She sighed hard and rolled her eyes on me. Really now, Genevieve? What in the heavens did I do wrong?“Sissy, you won’t make a circle-shaped onion when you cut it that way. Cut it cross-sectional!” she told me.I looked at her confused. “Cro
ASHANTIThey say happy endings don’t just exist in fairy tales. They also exist in reality. One has to be happy and fulfilled to say that it’s the end. So, if one is not yet happy and fulfilled, it’s not yet the end. One has to learn to have faith. Keep the faith, as they say.I had my share of ups and downs. I even think there are more downs than ups. But that’s okay. At least I am happy right now. I am contented.Everything’s back into place. Everything’s going well again.Mom and Dad just celebrated their Pearl Wedding Anniversary, which means they are married for thirty long years. Who would have thought that married couple would reach that, especially nowadays when couples tend to break up? I even laughed at one quote I read that couples of today break up more often that one takes a bath.Is that even serious?Well, my parents are the living proof that marriage can be long-
CHANGE“Are you sure you’ll do this?” Hunter asked me as I am walking to Bianca’s hospital room.It’s been about a month when I last saw her in person. That was when Dad was hospitalized. Now, Dad already recovered. He’s at home and resting like a king.Kristoff and I have been better. He visits me every day in my unit. He’s trying to convince me to move back to our old house but I declined and refused the offer. Somehow, I loved what and where I am now.But what difference did it make? He comes home to me every day. His clothes got piled up in my place and it seems like we are living in one house again.Hunter, well, he is still Hunter Looney, the jerk with the inspirational messages from time to time. Nothing has changed with our relationship. He’s still my closest guy friend. And I am still his hot topic friend. I don’t know. He told me that one time.And no
RECONCILIATION“Dad.”I am watching Bianca hug Dad so tightly with tears brimming in her eyes. She was so broken and now she found her strength again.“My dear Bianca,” my dad hushes her as he patted her head.Kristoff came over and comforted her once again. I must admit that I am jealous. Not of Kristoff but of Dad.He looked at her with so much passion and concern. I don’t know what else. He has never looked at me with those eyes ever. Was it because Bianca’s sick? Or was it because I rebelled and I was too stubborn that I defied him because of my childish cries?I don’t know. And now I am standing near the door of his hospital room, numb and dumbfounded. Frozen. Stoned. I can’t move. I don’t know what to tell him.Should I just leave? Would I aggravate his condition when I stay here longer? The last time I talked to him was the day before he was rushe