“Cole, I don’t have any clothes,” I told him again the next morning as I saw him on the sofa, watching tv.
“Morning, Kat. You can borrow one of my shirts. I’ve ordered us breakfast.” He glanced at me.
“Thank you.” I thanked him quietly. I went to check his suitcase and took one of his shirts, not even looking at it.
“You okay, Kat?” Cole came to me and held me.
“I need to get some clothes from the villa. I can’t go out wearing just your shirt.” I held him back, wanting to feel his familiar warmth.
“You sure?” He pulled back slightly to look at me.
I just nodded and stepped out of his embrace to go to the bathroom. I didn’t want to do anything. I wish I were in Jakarta now. I wished I hadn’t seen Damian kissing another woman last night. I wished I hadn’t met him at all. I cried again in the shower until Cole knocked on the door and told me I’d been
“Kat, it’s been four days and you haven’t really eaten anything. I’m worried for you now. Should I call Damian?” Cole frowned at me as we were having dinner in a restaurant he had chosen. “No, Cole. I’m fine. I’m sorry. You came here to have fun and I’ve been anything but fun.” I apologized to him. “It’s okay, Kat. I’m not here to have fun, I’m here for you.” He pulled me close to him. Four days, and I still wished it was Damian who was holding me even though he had treated me badly. I needed to do one thing to make me forget him. I would be using Cole, but I needed it. “Cole, can we go back to the hotel?” I asked him as I saw him finishing his dinner. “Sure.” He then asked the waiter for the bill. “I’m going to the restroom. Wait for me in the car?” I asked him as I stood up. He had rented a car for his stay here so it was easier for us, rather t
“Morning, Kat. I’ve booked a flight for you. Lucky it’s not high season so that we can go back on the same flight.” Cole said as I went to the living room. He was, as usual, watching tv, waiting for me to wake up. “Cole, about last night.. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that to you,” I apologized again. I felt bad at Cole, for using him and for not even letting him finish. “It’s okay. I told you last night, Kat. You are not feeling well now. I understand. No need to apologize anymore, okay?” He pulled me close to him. “Thank you, Cole.” I was really thankful to him. He didn’t make it awkward, and it made my day better. I couldn’t imagine if he became angry or something, it would be really awkward to spend the day with him. “I thought today we can have lunch at one of the restaurants in the hotel and have an early dinner here too," he told me of his plan. “Which resta
I was rooted on my spot as my gaze locked with his.I reached for youYou seemed so near, yet so farI instinctively stepped away from Cole and started going to Damian as he continued singing.“Kat, he’s not good for you. He rather spends time with a random woman rather than you.” Cole caught my hand and pulled me back into his arms.Cole’s words stopped me from going to Damian. Yes, Damian didn’t love me. He left me alone for days and spent them with another woman.“Kat, forget him. Be with me instead. You know we had something good all those years ago, and we can have it again. I’m good for you. I’ll be good to you. I’ll be good to little Rai, and I won’t ever hurt you as he did. You know this in your heart. I don't have a ring with me now, but be mine, Kat, and marry me. I love you,&r
“Ring.. Ring..”I looked down at my phone in my hand and saw that it was Rai’s mom calling me.“Hi, Mom,” I answered.“Katarina, dear. Where are you? Are you with Damian?” she asked me.“No, I’m at the airport with Cole. I’m going back to Jakarta tonight,” I told her.“Did you have a fight with Damian?” she asked again. There was something in her tone.“Did he tell you?” I was kind of irritated that Damian had told her.“Kat, dear. Would it be alright if I ask you to go back to Damian?” Her tone was not the usual soothing tone.“But..” I decided to tell her what happened, at least a summary of it, but she cut me off before I could tell her about it.“I’m sorry, dear. If thi
“Damian, it’s me. I’m real.” I held his head in my hands, so his focus was on me. “No, no. You are not real. I want her too much that my mind plays a trick on me. I’m dirty. I’m sticky. She doesn’t want me. Those bastards.. always left me sticky. I need to get clean..” He kept on mumbling and scrubbing himself. Bastards.. Men? What kind of activity could he be in involved in that left him sticky? Could it be he was involved in fights and got himself bloodied? The thought sent shivers down my spine. I shouldn't think about it now. I stood on my tiptoes, circled my hands behind his neck, pulled his head down, and kissed him hard with everything that I had instead. “Damian.. It’s me. Feel me, Damian. Come back to me.” I whispered and kissed him again. I bit his lip, and he gasped. I took the chance to slip my tongue inside his mouth. His tongue started to move against mine, tugging and pulling at a rhythm that always drove us mad for each other. I opened my eyes to see him and saw his
“Morning,” I talked into the phone receiver. “Hi. Yes, good morning, Ms. Katarina. How may I help you today?” the receptionist asked. “Can you send my suitcase to the villa, please? I also need a suite ready for Mr. Damian.." I hesitated before continuing, "Also.. Can you put me through to the General Manager?” I requested. Since the security guard told the General Manager about what had transpired last night, it wouldn't be weird for me to speak to the General Manager. My suitcase was taken by a porter the moment I set foot in the lobby last night. Now I was wearing Damian’s shirt that he was wearing last night while he was still sleeping naked in my room. Once I was put through to the General Manager, I told him about the conditions here, with all the glasses broken, and asked him to bring someone who could repair them once we moved to the suite. I called the room ser
He just sat there looking at me intensely, not answering my questions“Do you just want my body? Is that it? For me to be available to you whenever you want to.. to fuck me?” I continued. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes.“Are you crazy, Baby girl? You were the one who left me first when I needed you the most! When Rai had just passed away!” His voice started to rise again.“Is that this was all about, Damian? Some sort of revenge? If you can’t get past that, I can never be with you. You will hate me again, and then you will hurt me purposely again. You are playing with my feelings, Damian. You are breaking me.” My voice started to break, and I ran to my room, throwing myself onto the bed.Of course, he would follow me. “No, Baby girl. I only spent the first night at the beach. The rest, I spent my time alone at the private beach. I swear I didn&r
“Damian, why did you trash the rooms?” I asked him as he lay on top of me, his head on my stomach. He didn’t say anything, so I sat up, so that we were facing each other. “Do you not want to tell me?” I reached out my hand to brush his hair away from his eyes, a gesture to tell him that it would be okay whether he told me or not. “No.. I just..” He was thinking about how to tell me about it, it showed on his face. He was unsure of how to tell me. “When you left, I broke,” he said at last. I waited for him to say more, but he didn’t. “But why the glasses?” Now that I thought about it, he only broke everything that he could see his reflections in them - mirrors, glasses, TVs. “I hated myself.” His voice was so soft I thought I was imagining his answer. His head was down. I knew it was hard for him to open up to me, but I could see that he was trying. I wanted to ask more,