“Congratulation Mr. and Mrs. Connor” I shake hands with the newlyweds.
“Thank you Rick” David said, my co-actor.
We are here in the reservation area because the wedding ceremony is finished. Lots of well-known artists are here including Chryss slash Zeus and Matthew.
What a wonderful ceremony. Weddings are really the best thing that may happen in our life. I saw the eyes of the two souls are shining and it looks like they feel so happy. They already have bound together in front of the altar.
I’m kinda jealous but I don’t have anyone to marry except the person who isn’t here.
I grab a glass of wine and went near the exit. This is my wine actually because David asked me if I can be the one in charge of the wine
“Hey” it’s Wendy.
“Hey,” I responded.
“Wedding’s really beautiful isn’t it?” she said.
I turn to look at the happy newlyweds in the center.
“Indeed” I answered.
“If you wanna get married som
It is the last day of Oliver’s business trip so he will come back tomorrow.I am kind of impatient because Oliver didn’t message or call me for two days straight. Honestly, I am feeling a little uneasiness because of that.I grabbed the bottle of soju and drank it.The kitchen feels lonely these past few days. I am all alone, sitting and drinking this soju and I roam my eyes around to kill boredom because I just finished the last part of my story.I notice about myself when writing before I care not to my characters if wrote them with traumatic experiences. Even the end of the story is tragic because at that time I believe that if a person is suffering then it should end quickly.But now I realize that having that kind of experience is really hard to face and I felt pity for the characters I’ve made before. I am gentler towards the plot and the whole setting.I heard a few comments from my readers and that is what they are
Jesse's Point of View The bright blue sky in the afternoon welcomed us. We are here at the central park. Oliver said that he wants to show me something but it’s like that we are dating. Well, of course, I will think that it is a date because we are going to different places around the central park, also Oliver treats my food. “Oliver, please just show me already what you really want to show” I don’t how many times I told him that. “Later” is his always reply. Then he kissed me on my forehead. That surprised me, so I slap his shoulder but not too strong then I look around if there are people. “Are you shy” He is just looking at me smiling. “Shut up” I know I am blushing right now. Oliver and I are sitting under the tree here in the central park. Just chilling because it is already hot this time and he did kiss me that made my face hotter than the weather. Luckily only a few people are around and a
"It's him again" Every time that I will enter the library, I'm always seeing him. He is always with tons of books and I don't have any idea what is he doing. I am always looking at him and every day seeing him I already memorize his whole features. He has thick eyebrows, pointed nose, sharp jawline, tin lips. His eyelashes are long too, his face was clear and no trace of acne. He has brown hair and I think he is 5 feet and 8 inches tall, but the most attractive part of his body is his eyes. It was color brown and it shows nothing but calmness, I am attracted even if I am a guy. Maybe he felt that someone is watching him so he lifts up his face and our eyes met. We stare at each other for a few seconds then I realize something, I am busted! So I stand up and immediately walk outside
*10 years later* It's midnight, but I am still outside, sitting here in the dark part of the park. The city is still busy, with many people passing by in the street. I see couples too, being lovey-dovey, holding each other's hands and laughing together. I think if that day hadn't happened, maybe I wouldn't be like this. I always used to think nonsense about that emotion called "love" and was looking for the best example of it. I laugh to myself; I am a romance writer, but I myself haven't experienced such a thing. I stand up, about to leave when I feel my phone vibrate. I look at my phone and see that Matthew is calling, so I pick it up. "Hey, Matt, what's up?" I say. "Jesse, where are you?" he asks. "I am here at the central park, why?" I answer. Maybe he wants me to do a favor. "At this time!?" He says, obviously shocked. "What's the big deal with me being outside? I am a guy, anyway," I state. Well, I am a guy; no one will harm me here. "Tsk! You are so stupid! I'll pick you
"How is it?" Matthew asked me when we reached my apartment. I glared at him, but it didn't have any effect on him. He just laughed at me and sat on one of my sofas in the living room. "You didn't tell me!" I threw a pillow at him, and he caught it, hugging it. "That was my surprise for you! After a decade, you see each other again," he said, proud like a kid. "It's not good, you know?" I whispered. "Huh? It's Oliver, right? Why aren't you happy?" he asked. Yeah, Matthew didn't have any clue why I wasn't happy to see him. So I decided to act shocked, surprised, and shy, just to make him stop worrying. I would pretend like nothing happened and do it for work. "Of course, I was shocked! I didn't expect that," I explained to Matthew with an overly dramatic reaction. "Shouldn't you be thanking me?" he teased me. He really was annoying. "Thank you for what?" I asked, although I knew exactly what he was referring to. I just wanted to play around. "Come on, aren't you grateful to me?
I am currently writing the prologue of my story. I'll create a sweet moment that no one will expect to turn into a heart-breaking ending because that was the idea in my mind. I blame someone who made me like this, a person who never felt love in his whole life. I sighed heavily. *Bzzzzz Bzzzzz* My phone was ringing, so I picked it up and saw that Matthew was the one calling. "I'm working, what is it?" I asked him, the annoyance in my voice obvious. "Is that how you talk to your beloved best friend?" he asked, sounding sulky. "Stop with your childish acts and tell me what you want," I responded with an even more annoyed tone. "I just want to hang out with you. There is a newly opened bar near my place. Would you like to accompany me there?" he asked. Hmm. Well, I think it's not a bad idea to take a break, even if I just started. Maybe I should relax for a bit and clear my mind. Geez. "Okay, what time?" I asked him calmly. "Maybe around 8 o'clock at night?" he replied. "Darn y
The next day, I was awakened by the doorbell. I stood up in my bed, and when I opened the door, I saw the landlady with teary eyes. "Mister, I am sorry, but this land was bought by a businessman, and I can't refuse him because I have a big debt to him. So please pack your things and find another place. Also, here is your supposed-to-be rent." She gave me back my money and left me alone. I had no choice but to pack up my things. I searched for a place that I could rent, and I found an apartment nearby. I called a truck to help me pick up my things and started transferring to another place. Fast forward, and I was done unpacking my things. I was now arranging my belongings when my phone buzzed again. It was Matthew once again. "Hey, Jesse, you transferred to another apartment?" he asked. "Yeah," I answered. "Why?" he wondered. "The landlady told me that she sold the land, and she asked me to pack my things," I explained. "Okay, then tell me your new address," he said, and I told
It was him... Oliver What is he doing here? Could it be that we are neighbors? "Oh, Good afternoon Mr. Red Wright" He said but I just standing there awkwardly without even smiling. "We're neighbors huh?" He asked again and I saw him smiled so I smile too, but a fake one. "Yes, Sir" I was facing the ground now because of the overwhelming embarrassment. He smiled at me again and he enters his own apartment. I didn't expect to be like this. I just want to have a normal life even without that thing called Love, but if he's always around me that stupid emotion will bloom inside me. I don't want to have such kind of feeling, a forbi