"David! Why did you- ah! I can't do this. I can't! David, please," Kathryn said, knees almost bending down as she pleaded with David.
Plead not to meet up with Zachary.
David's eyes were still on the side, purposely avoiding Kathryn's as he still felt sorry for what he just dealt with Zachary. With a drunk, childish Zachary.
"David!." Kathryn almost wailed.
Ah, that pout again. The powerful pout not anyone, even the baddest human on the planet, could resist.
Chad was taking a sip from his coffee, seemingly oblivious to what was happening with the two youngest in their circle a few feet away from him. David gave Chad a silent stink face at that. How could he be so calm? This fucker!
"Would you please stop looking at me like that? It's giving me the creeps," Chad said after a shudder.
"You! Why don't YOU talk to Zachary instead?" David suddenly suggested. Well, not a bad idea. Since Zachary had known Chad since freshman in high school, David thought they had somehow created more good memories together.
"Hell no. That guy only lives for two things. One, obsessing over Kathryn. Two, throwing punches at anyone. Even his friends!" Chad tried to reason out.
"Then just try to avoid the punches while you two talk!" David tried again.
Chad rolled his eyes. "Not gonna work. Stop it, Dav. Don't concern yourself too much about it. It got nothing to do with you anyway."
Kathryn and David gasped. Both didn't expect to hear such insensitive words from Chad. Everyone knew while David was the ever-concern friend, Chad was the most blunt-speaking man, but Kathryn and David didn't expect him to be this insensitive. David clenched his fists and angrily stomped his feet out of the cafe.
"D-David, wait! - Ah, Chad, how could you? You shouldn't have said that to David!" Kathryn said, a bit panicking as she looked from David's retreating form to Chad who still looked so prideful.
"Let him be. What I said was only the truth," Chad focused on the cake on the table.
Kathryn puffed her cheeks out and got up, heading straight to where David had gone.
"David, wait!"
Zachary felt the familiar constriction of his heart. His eyes were directly meeting Kathryn's, but unlike the Kathryn he kissed breathlessly back in the hallway, this Kathryn wasn't wavering. This Kathryn had all her guards up.
Zachary slouched at the cafe sofa, legs crossed. Kathryn, on the other hand, was sitting properly - or oh so neatly - to her seat, eyes directly meeting Zachary's..... for at least one minute.
Kathryn cleared her throat and looked away. Neither was trying to have the first heavy word of hello, both knowing that it would be too heavy to pick up and carry it inside their pockets later on. Later on when they have to separate ways once again.
Zachary could do it though. He could watch Kathryn all day like this. Wavering or not, Kathryn is Kathryn. This is still his Kathryn.
"Z-Zack..." The bravery. Zachary wondered how many fingers Kathryn dug inside her palm to gather her strength with this mere action.
Unlike her though, Zachary had already lost count to it. The digging of the palms, the fisting, the punching of the walls―everything was slowly turning back to how he used to act when Kathryn hadn't entered his life yet.
"What is it, Kath?" Zachary couldn't help but smirk when Kathryn flinched upon hearing her nickname. She might have hidden it away quickly, but Zachary didn't fail to notice.
Kathryn flinched. And when she did, it only meant one thing: Zachary still had a big effect on her.
"I-I'm here t-to p-properly-"
"Quit the act, Kathryn. You stutter too much when you're too nervous and anxious or when you're uncomfortable. Am I, Am I making you uncomfortable?" Zachary stared at Kathryn, pain evident to his own face. There was a sudden twinge inside his heart as he realized what was happening. Zachary thought he had already numbed the pain with strong liquors the previous night.
For a split second, Zachary thought Kathryn's shoulders looked like they were carrying all the burdens of the world. She didn't need to be pitied though. She was a cheater. A liar. She betrayed Zachary. Kathryn and Chad betrayed Zachary. They don't deserve any sympathy from anyone, most especially from Zachary...
"Tell me why then. Why, Kathryn? Why? What did I do to make you do that?" Zachary felt his heart was about to burst. He was trying to control his feelings but they all seemed to have betrayed them too. They all screamed the same thing, the same word, the same name. Kathryn.
"What did I do, Kath? What did I do? Answer me!"
Kathryn looked away, avoiding Zachary's gaze. It irked Zachary too much. He slammed his palms on the table, cornering Kathryn.
"Dammit Kathryn, look at me and answer my damn question!!"
Kathryn anxiously looked at the people around them and bowed her head repeatedly, probably apologizing for Zachary's behavior. She then turned to look at Zachary, confusion written in her eyes. Zachary scoffed, how dare Kathryn be confused? Zachary should be the one feeling it!
Like she's had enough, Kathryn stood up, turning to leave. Zachary quickly followed and grabbed Kathryn's wrist.
"Don't go." Zachary's voice was stern, in contrast to his suddenly turning more than ever fragile heart. He could hear it cracking, silently shattering into pieces as he watched Kathryn's unreadable face stare back at him. When did his sweet Kathryn become this cold?
Kathryn glanced at Zachary's hand around her wrist, then coldly, harshly, pulled Zachary's hand off of her. She turned around and seemingly stopped for a second, before finally heading out of the cafe.
Not long after, Zachary found himself being dragged by two familiar pairs of hands out of the cafe. The looks on David and Earl's faces showed it all. They had witnessed what happened and they felt sorry for Zachary.
"You'll be alright," one of them tried to comfort.
Zachary could only give out a bitter smile.
How he wished.
"I don't want to," Zachary spewed, glaring at his father, causing his mother to gasp loudly."Zachary!" Mr. Robertson looked extremely pissed as he slammed a fist on the table. It made Mrs. Robertson jump in surprise again."Honey.." She was trying to calm her husband down but her hand was brushed off by Mr. Robertson."I told you I don't want to. If you like her so much, why don't you marry her instead?" Zachary indifferently said as he placed his fork down the plate. The action and words only made Mr. Robertson more aggravated. His son's rude behavior was something he couldn't control ever since he was a kid."Zachary. Your father only wants what's best for you," his mother tried to join and help his father. Zachary smirked sarcastically at the words she used. When did
It was already nine in the evening when Earl arrived at Zachary's apartment. The living room was a mess, there were inks on the see-through glass dividers, litters and papers, and cans and bottles of different liquors scattered everywhere.Earl found himself swimming through the ocean of trash before he finally saw Zachary, sitting on the floor by the edge of his bed, a bottle on his grip. His head lulled as he turned to look at his best friend on the doorframe."Oh.. it's you."Earl sighed. Zachary was indeed drunk. He grabbed the bottle away from Zachary but was pushed by the latter. Earl was getting more pissed than ever. Zachary has been pushing him away lately, to the point that he'd lost his balance and landed on something or someone. It was embarrassing and if this happened to anyone, a fight would've already
A fresh-drained and mashed eggplants were placed in a bowl. Kathryn's eyebrows were knitted in concentration as she grabbed the other ingredients, being cheese, eggs, parsley, onion, garlic, and salt, and mixed them all in the mashed eggplant.Professor Lesley was on the roll, checking for each student’s surprise food for the week. She wanted to be surprised, that was what she had always said to her cooking class before giving them exactly thirty minutes to decide and cook their food.Kathryn heard the loud footsteps of their teacher as she carefully shaped the mixed eggplants into patties. Adding a quick few special ingredients, Kathryn rounded the patties in cute tasty flat balls.The heated oil in a skillet was already prepared and so she placed the patties down and waited for them to boil. Professor Lesley
"Fucking asshole! You.. piece.. of shit!""Damn.. you, Zachary!"Zachary was fighting with three other men on the grass. Punches and kicks were thrown everywhere, but despite the number, Zachary wasn't the one to be left behind. Zachary was outnumbered, but the three were clearly outmatched. Zachary was winning the fight.It didn't make Kathryn happy."Zachary! Stop!" Kathryn shouted.Zachary turned at Kathryn, surprised to see her standing there. A fist flew to his face but Zachary was quick to dodge and kick the attacker's stomach. "Fucking shit."The shaking three men staggered getting up, their faces looked like they couldn't fight anymore and Zachary, being the cruel ev
Zachary stared at Kathryn's face full in concentration, her smooth flesh getting in maximum view for Zachary to see as she treated Zachary's cuts and bruises on his face. Zachary's heart was starting to get warmer. Just having to see Kathryn this up close was enough for all his anger, bitterness, sadness, to ebbed away. Just when he was about to touch Kathryn, Kathryn got up."I think you'll be fine after-""No." Don't go, Zachary whispered inside.Kathryn blinked. She couldn't utter a word for a second there and Zachary found it cute. Again, it made his heart swell."I'm hungry," Zachary said. Well, he wasn't really lying, he honestly was hungry. A bit. The sudden growl from his stoma
He slowly turned Kathryn to face him, capturing the younger's lips before she could get back to her senses. Kathryn whimpered, hands pushing Zachary's chest but soon stopped resisting as she slowly opened her mouth and let her and Zachary's lips meet in an intense passionate kiss. Zachary held the small of Kathryn's back, pulling her closer against his body as he kissed her deeper and fuller.Both were moaning as their lips met, with tongues meeting and dancing in an erotic pace, producing a sloppy sliding sound each time they'd try to devour more and more of each other.Zachary slowly pulled away, giving them both time to gasp for air, a trail of saliva erotically hanging in between as their mouths separated. He took the time to look at a panting Kathryn, finding a deep flushed messed-from-a-kiss face of the woman he loved and would forever love, that brought
Awkward.That was the correct and fit term to use as David looked at their seating arrangement in the bus.Chad and Zachary were sitting next to each other. Zachary looked like he was slowly losing all his patience each second, and that any minute he would really attack Chad and kill him. Literally. David knew Zachary was just so capable of doing that. Especially when he proved he could also hurt his own coach.David gulped. He didn't expect Zachary to do that. Though he heard Zachary came after a few days to personally give his apologies to Coach Brix which made Coach Brix be shocked - and scared, he was still getting shivers from Zachary's glare - though he accepted Zachary's apology in the end. Somehow, David already had a clue what made Zachary do that...David, who was sitting just in front of Chad and Zachary, peeked over the two behind again. Chad was slowly losing it too."Aish. Would you please stop staring at me like tha
Kathryn breathed out and breathed in, smiling ear to ear as she inhaled the fresh, breezy air coming from the ocean. She could hear the waves gently crashing to the different rock formations, seagulls flying around, and the boats making splashy sounds as they gently stroked through the water surface."So beautiful!" Her eyes were twinkling excitedly as she bent down and watched from her seat the little fishes going visible through the clean transparent sea."Oh! Earl, look, look! It's Nemo!" Kathryn pointed, her hand trying to grab Earl who was seated next to her in the ferry.Earl looked over and frowned. "Kathryn, it's not Nemo, it's Dory!"Kathryn bent her head closer to the water, unbothered by how the ferry was still running, the fish still swimming with them. "No, Earl, look closer. It's Nemo!"Earl thought it was ridiculous, but it was really a blue tang he was seeing and not a clown fish. He couldn't help