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2024-10-29 19:42:56I can’t believe my eyes for what they are seeing, my ears for what they are hearing, and my mind is having a tough time with all this stuff.
He is here in front of me, drinking coffee, saying sorry for all his delinquency, declaring his passion and devotion for me, giving us a chance to make up. He is asking me out on a date.
Okay, Mr. Brain, one thing at a time. My depressed heart can’t take all these revelations without experiencing a heart attack.
I close my eyes and think about Brian’s monologue, and it demonstrably made me the happiest person. I should have recorded the conversation between us to hear the words out of his mouth again and again. It will be so fun, damn it, I missed it. I don’t perceive why, but seeing Brian pinning me over, or so much despondency for me, the anguish that his eyes hold, I love it.
I am officially a dreadful person. I should feel bad for his suffering, but here I am enjoyin
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2 years later “Dada, we are going to be late. Hurry up.” Mavin, our son, roars. This is his morning custom. He wakes up before everyone in this house and starts screaming for us to start our day. Morning sex is now just a delightful dream for us. Mavin doesn’t allow a minute for Brian and me to have some delicious morning sex. “Mama, you need to be in a hurry, too. Today is the parent’s day of my school.” “We should throw his get-up-and-go thing out of the window,” Brian murmurs. “I’m starting to hate kids again.” “You love him and kids too,” I mumble in sleep. “That’s why you adopted him after proposing to me for marriage. And the little girl Aurora we are adopting tomorrow is also your decision, Mr. McCoy.” “I am going to regret it again. I have a feeling, you know.” “Mama, dada, hurry up.” Mavin thwacks on our bedroom door. Two years ago, on my graduation
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20 September 2020, Sunday, time: at 4 am.The session record of Brian McCoy with psychiatric Dr. Mia Smith.“How do you feel today?”My forty-something psychiatrist questions me. I don’t know why people ask this question to one another. It’s not like they can use their magic wand to make everything fine after knowing I feel nothing, not a single emotion.“Same as yesterday.”Today is the third day of this chaotic mental session. I have been in this dull, boring room before. I hate this room from the moment I sit on this leather couch. I am here for what? I don’t know why dada thought I needed help, but I don’t know what help I am seeking. However, like the ideal son he thinks I am, I comply with his word without making any fuss, nowadays I don’t have the energy to make an argument.Another reason for coming to this place is I want some fucking peace, my c
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This house is nothing but hell, I still don’t get how I am still living here. I should have moved out of this place the moment I turned eighteen. However, I can’t leave my younger sister Hazel and half-brother Miles alone in this circus all by themselves. Every day something new drama happens here, I don’t get why our father can’t keep his personal interest away from home.I am tired of all the screaming, arguing, breaking flower vases. If I count in total, I believe my father’s girlfriend and wives in combined throw-away millions of dollars with the vases.Today once again my papa is getting a divorce.My papa, the proud Andrew Simmons, divorced his fourth wife, Genelia. The reason behind this divorce is mutual, they both wanted a different life. Papa is too old to fit into his twenty-five-year-old wife’s life. Genelia wants a hot and happening life, full of parties, selfies, unfortunately, forty-seven-year-old Andrew Simmons
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“Dada, marriage with Simmons's the worst of the worst ideas.” I rub my temple. “Why did you promise Andrew something like this without asking me first?”A few seconds ago, dada informed me about the deal that he made with Andrew Simmons yesterday, this piece of crap information throws me out of the window. Now, I think I need to visit Mia twice a week, this is more disturbing than Olivia’s betrayal.“Inessa Simmons is an extraordinary woman. We need someone like her in our family, especially in your life.” Dada sits on the couch.“She is a child, not a woman.” I lean on the couch, I close my eyes with a tight squeeze.I met her a couple of times before, everyone in our circle knows her, polite, well-mannered, warm heart, kind nature is the keyword for her. Most of the women in our circle are jealous of her beauty, the power that her family holds, the perfect life that she leads.I heard all the
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“Sir, all the information about Miss. Inessa Simmons.” Linda places a brown envelope on my desk.My head is in grief because of that girl, she is the genuine pain in the ass; I don’t even understand how she got under my thin nerve so smoothly, which is rare. I don’t get hyped up so quickly but this girl succeeds to do that within five minutes of our talk last night.Although I will not give her the whole credit to vex me up, her siblings helped her a lot in that area. Hazel especially, that girl made me resentful and dumbfounded at the same time, the rest her sister did all by herself.All night, I couldn’t sleep. She is the reason. The seeds that she spilled at the party in front of my friends were the main reason for my sleepless night. All my friends called me last night to know if I was in bed with Inessa or not. Those assholes kept calling me until the four of the morning. I am sure madam was enjoying her
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The sound is growing heavier. I try not to give any attention to that act what I am doing but nope, this fucking noise is just getting rowdy. I settle the cushion over my head to cut off the echo from wherever that is showing up. With my two hands, I put pressure around my ears over the cushion in order to kill the vibration. It still doesn’t work.“Fuck it.” I get up from the bed and sit down in the midst of the bed.Because of my hasty movement, I lose my balance and almost fall down on the bed again. I hold my skull with two of my hands and scream. The thumping noise that feels as if a hammer was striking some metal material is nowhere but in my head.The headache that I am dealing with right now is the clanging noise that wakes me up from my sleep when I finally enjoy nights of sleep after so many sleepless nights.“You are up, big guy?” Robbie’s head peeps through the door.“What
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