“Would you rather do it the classical way? Or would you try to do all the options and choose the best possible way? ”I asked myself as my forefinger continued tracing the rim of the coupe champagne glass in front of me.My cheek was pressed against the cold and hard bar counter where I was currently seated. In front of me are the champagne glass and empty tequila bottle that are my company since earlier. I already finished it ten minutes ago and am now on my way to finish my first bottle of champagne.I could feel the vibration of the bar counter caused by the booming music surrounding the whole place. And it's only worsening the dizziness that I am feeling. I'm not drunk yet despite what I've been drinking but I'm already feeling a little dizzy. But it's still not enough for me to go home. I still need more, a lot more, enough for me to just pass out the moment that my back touches the soft mattress of my bed.“Oh, shoot ...” I moved my fingers sideways to contradi
Nervous. Fast heartbeat. Cold. Buckets of sweat on palm and forehead. And a face that lost its color. That’s what I see in my reflection in the rearview mirror of my car. My face signifies the fear that I am feeling right now, the nervousness that was eating me alive. With a trembling hand, I took the last lipstick I was carrying and put it on my pale lips. I put a light color on my lips as it was already running out. And when I was satisfied I put the lipstick back on the dashboard of my car. I was engulfed in a resurgence of nervousness in my heart when I saw the figure of the person I was waiting for. He's wearing his usual corporate suit as he takes his exit from the building that he owns, Cruz Empire. Black slacks, white polo underneath a black tux, and a pair of expensive leather shoes. Seeing him up close after two weeks made me miss him so much. And one proof of that was the tears that are gradually filling my eyes. My heart was beating erratically for hi
I grinded my hips in a flirty way against the crotch area of the man behind me. I can already feel his erection brushing against my bump but that didn't make me stop. I could already feel the bullets of sweat on my neck traveling down between my exposed cleavage. The 3G bar was packed once again. Everyone is wild, everyone moves without any care about what tomorrow holds for them, and everyone moves freely. And I did the same. My moves started to become wilder. Every sway of my hips and each waves my body makes gradually grew bigger and bolder. I felt like I was getting attention because of what I was doing but I didn’t care and just kept on dancing. This was what I needed, the freedom and the distraction to temporarily forgot my problems. “You’re hot,” the guy I am dancing with whispered close to my ears. The smirk disappeared from my lips. "You like it?" I asked, seductively, trying to flirt more than what we are already doing. “You’re making me
I lay my back on the hard bamboo, my bed, as my mind started its own trip down to memory lane. I keep on recalling tha meeting I had with Harris earlier. I couldn’t find the peace I badly needed right now as my heart goes heavy because of the unresolve issues he have. The peace I had been looking for only got farther from my reach, making me put in chaos once again. The deafening silence surrounding my apartment didn’t help me at all, instead, it only serves as the fuel for my head as memories of our past continues to flow in my head. And I couldn’t even figure how I could make my way out. I don’t want it. I’m fucking sick of it. It just repeatedly reminds me of things I just wanted to forget. I feel drained. I feel tired. Even the drunkenness has completely left me. What we talked about kept coming back to my mind. And his anger… I don’t think I’d be able to forget thar. I could clearly feel it, with the way he talked to me, the pain I caused him. And how I lef
I was quickly wrapped up by annoyance upon being awaken due to the consecutive loud banging on my door. I was barely a few miles away from there so my ear could clearly hear the noise that the person behind it was making. I stood up and immediately fixed my frizzt hair before opening the door for the person who had ruined my sleep. And I was quickly horrified and angered to see the people behind it. If only I could close the door again I would have done it a few milliseconds after opening it. I was greeted by a batch of big bodyguards who were securing the two old couple at the center. Of course, they’ll find me. Why didn't thought of the possibility of them finding me? It was no doubt that there was disgust im their faces.while scanning the environment I was living with. "What are you doing here?" I asked, not hiding my anger for them. Despite the sharp glance I threw at them, their cold stare didn’t fade, something that was natural to them. They would
The day was tough for me. I have gone through another battle again, and not so thankfully, I survived. But as I recall my encounter with my parents while looking at the high and mighty building of the Cruz Empire, the guilt is beginning to drown me once again.The movement of my hand never stopped ever since I settled on the pavement near the drainage a few meters away from the building. The pain that was caused by the stunt I pulled earlier was making me sleepy and dizzy.But the pain doesn't even match what my heart is feeling right now. The regret, pain, guilt, and grief all came in together submerging me into a deep ocean of darkness.“For real?! We are going to have a baby?! I'm going to be a Daddy?!”Another ruthless smash on my heart hit me when his excited voice filled my head. I could also feel my excitement during those times. But unlike him, mine was mixed with worry.Because I've always considered that everything could end like this. At first, I
I woke up with an intense pain that I felt in different parts of my body. I no longer remember at what point I fell asleep in the mixture of fatigue and pain I felt before I ended up in this situation.I kept my eyes closed when I heard two people talking from a short distance away from me. They are two but I am familiar with only one voice. I have no clue who was the other one. But upon hearing the words she’s saying, I came to I identified her profession.Even with my eyes shut, I knew where I was. The coldness of the room, the intoxicating smell of medicine, and the familiar mattress where my back rests steadily. I knew that I’m at the hospital.“She has bruises on most parts of her body and I think it came from bumping excessively to hard objects. And there were cuts on her wrist also. From what I’ve seen from it, this wasn’t the first time that she did this to herself. I saw a lot of healed wounds,” the doctor explained, probably to the man who brought me here."Is she suicidal o
"I'm going home," I announced, not minding his intimidating stares at me.He did not answer immediately. He just kept on staring at me without opening his mouth to speak. Maybe he's still in confusion about everything that I blabbered earlier.He sighed first before speaking, finally. “I’ll settle your bills. Wait for me here, I will take you to your house. ”"Great, because I don't have a single penny to pay for my fees," I replied sarcastically.He shook his head before storming out of the room.When I was sure he was gone I hurriedly arranged my hair and the crumpled t-shirt I was wearing yesterday. Despite the difficulty of moving due to the pain, I managed to be presentable again as if I hadn’t slashed last night.The only thing I was thankful for was the fact that I'm not in a hospital gown. I will no longer have difficulty getting dressed and will be able to escape immediately. I don't want to prolong the minutes that I am staying with him.Less connection, less attachment, and