Card,..I was still staring at the Card, which Marcel left on the counter for me. Marcel Dèlacourt.... I guess he's the rival mobster of Harold. Maybe he's the one who killed Harold's beloved. But why?I was standing infront of the stove as I was preparing spaghetti for myself for dinner but my mind was still deep rooted into this card as I was trying to join the dots... to solve the mystery.Come on Naomi, it's the same cliche mafia story, you can solve it.Right..So I think it was a love triangle, Marcel and Harold both loved the same girl. But the girl chose Harold over Marcel, maybe because Marcel is too old...I guess so. And Marcel didn't like the rejection because it hurted his ego and in vengeance he killed the girl.Maybe Marcel's thinking was same like of those mafia villains.If she cannot be mine, she cannot be anyone's.With that he killed Harold's beloved.But why didn't he kill Harold.?Yeah, in most of the sad ending movies, the villain kills both hero and heroine. Aga
So it was the day of my another trip to Molokai with Harold and Dylan. I was standing near the main door waiting for Harold to come out of his room. I checked the time on my watch and it was 6:50 am.Ten more minutes to go..This time, I will not allow that Harold snooty Kingston to lecture me or insult me. It hurts my pride plus my self respect.And this time I want to enjoy my trip without being stuck with him anywhere. I hope this time I get stuck somewhere with Dylan.A creepy smile formed on my lips as I thought about Dylan.Oh Dylan!! You are making my heart go crazy..Suddenly I saw Harold walking out of his room in his black suit looking fresh as ever. Wow!! He looks hot in black but Dylan is more hotter than him.Huh!!I twitched my lips at both the corner of my lips.Egoistic jerk narc..He stopped in front of the staircase and looked upto it before pulling his phone out. He pressed something on his phone before placing it onto his ear.So he's giving me that morning annoyin
Shit!!I instantly pushed her away from me. "I am straight, girl." I exaggerated on the word straight and wiped my lips with the back of my hand.The waitresses scowled at me, "I wasn't kissing you ma'am..." the waitress rolled her eyes. ".... I was just helping you, you were short of breath so mouth to mouth breathing was important." with that she stood up and walked away."Naomi!!" Dylan came with a towel in his hand.He was all dry... so he wasn't the one who saved me from drowning. He wrapped the towel around my shoulders."Are you alright?" He asked and I nodded.I glanced up only to find Harold, totally drenched from top to bottom. So he was the one who saved me."Are you...okay?" He asked softly as I nodded.He turned his attention towards Zhang Chang before glaring hard at him. "She lost her grip and fell into the water infront of you Mr Chang." He yelled."I thought she knew how to swim."In return Harold scoffed."While falling she screamed that she don't know how to swim ye
One week and four days.....One week and four days are remaining, after this, my stay here ends. It completes the one month of me staying here. And within these days I have a very important thing to do and that is, confess my feelings to Dylan.Before leaving Hawaii, I want him to know about my love towards him. If he feels the same about me, I'll be the happiest woman in this world and if not, I'll swallow the pain and leave Hawaii.I hope he feels the same towards me..I sighed.I don't know when and where to confess my feelings to him. Surely not infront of Harold, Somewhere out, it should be only me and Dylan.Maybe I should ask Dylan to take me out one day and there I'll do my love confession.I crossed my fingers and clenched my eyes shut in anxiety.I hope he loves me too..I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. I am an optimist, think positive and be positive. Everything's gonna be alright.Okay..I sauntered out of my room before descending downstairs. I was about to enter
Ten thousand dollars? For what?I just bought a pair of gorgeous heels and a gorgeous dress and now look at the bill.We were inside the car, Harold was driving and I was on the passenger seat with my eyes glued on the bill paper."Staring at the paper continously will not deduct the zero in it, Miss Nolan." Harold said but his eyes were on the windscreen.I opened my mouth to reply but closed because I didn't know what to say,He is right.I crumpled the paper and kept it aside."I'll return your money, once I reach New York."For God sake, I have to give him ten thousand dollars."It's not needed, think of it as a gift from me." He said and with that he stopped the car infront of a boatyard and facing it was a marine. Again the same mischievous sly smile curled up his lips."So shall we...?" He said and got out and I did the same.We both walked up towards the yatch, which was parked at the edge of marine. We both climbed up the yatch.Gotta bad experience with water transports.The
"You look sad and you're also crying, what happened?" Harold asked instead as I looked up at him,My lips trembled as again more of my tears flowed down my cheeks."Hey, are you okay?" He asked.Why the hell is he being nice to me?"Nothing!!" I snapped my head to the other side before wiping my tears."You can share with me, think of me as your friend."Why the hell is he talking to me,can't he just walk away from me."Don't you dare sweet talk to me." I snapped as I was still not looking at him."I am not." Apparently his voice was soft this time."Then just go and leave me alone." I was still not looking at him."I know you have feelings towards Dylan." He suddenly said as I slowly turned my head towards him with teary eyes and puffy nose."I know you have feelings towards Dylan." He suddenly said as I slowly turned my head towards him with teary eyes and puffy nose."You can share, you'll feel light and.....good." He said and I gulped.Whenever I am sad on some matters or tensed,
It was already night and I was still in my room, frantically lying on my bed with my blanket wrapped around me. I was still not feeling well, I was in agony.I just want to feel better, these stupid Heartbreaks are BITCH.Darn it.I want to feel good, I have to engross myself in some activity. Maybe singing can work. Many people sing whenever they are sad. So let me just try.I took my phone and switched on the Bluetooth before connecting my phone to the speaker. I chose a certain song's karaoke before playing it on the speaker. I raised the volume at full. The loud music was bustling in my entire room. I switched off the lights and turned on a dim lights, sought of giving my room a concert look. I climbed up the bed, balled my fist before raising it up infront of my mouth, like a mic.I shook my body with rhythm of the music before singing."I'm mad at Disney, Disney, They tricked me, tricked me. Had me wishing on a shooting star."I jumped up and down on bed, and continued singing l
I made cherry tomato salad with some olive and some mixture of sesame for myself for dinner. I took my bowl along with me and sauntered out of the kitchen. I was about to walk towards the dining area, when I spotted Dylan and Harold walking out of their home office which was right beside the lounge. I immediately spun around with the bowl in my hand. I hastily walked towards the staircase and was about to climb the first stair, when Dylan called me."Naomi!!" I clenched my eyes shut in agony.Why? Why he has to call me....especially infront of that beast Harold.Sighing, I turned around with a smile.Dylan and Harold were in the dining area. Dylan was smiling at me and now I sighed in relief.Harold still hasn't shown him the audio of mine."Even we are having our dinner, come join us Naomi." Dylan said."Yes Miss Nolan, come join us." Harold butted in with a mischievous smile.I gulped and nodded with a small smile.With my bowl in my hand, I strode towards the dining area before pla