Liana's POV
After I finished drinking a glass of warm milk that night in the kitchen, I started to yawn lazily, as though that was the only thing that my system had been waiting for all throughout the night.
Seeing how sleepy I had suddenly become was, my mother gave out a giggle. She combed her fingers to my wavy hair.
"Look how sleepy you are, honey. You better go and sleep to your bed," she murmured.
"But mom, I am not yet sleepy," I tried to insist dejectedly.
She gave out a hearty laugh after hearing my response.
"Really, sweetheart? You could tell and reason that with your daddy, but you could never positively convince me about that! After all, I carried you for the entire nine months and even took care of you years after that, so I know you so well," she gave a good laugh.
I turned to face her as I fight my eyelids, which were starting to droop heavily. "Where's dad?" I wondered out loud.
I have noticed
Liana's POV"So when do you plan to inform her about it, huh, Suzanne?" I remembered my father yelling angrily at my mother followed by a loud thud of his brusque hands on the desk, which made me startle as I had never seen him lose his cool and temperament ever since I was born."I could not tell her, Rick! I am not ready yet!" I recalled my mother screaming back at my dad, with tears flowing down her cheeks.Furthermore, I have observed my dad start to rise from his seat and run his fingers through his head repetitively, annoyance and frustration could not be concealed on his face. "I cannot believe this!""Why is it so hard for you to support me with this?" my mother accusingly shrieked.My father gave her an incredulous look, with a disbelief expression authored all over his face. "Why would I support you, Suzanne? Did I ever ask you to do such a thing? You ruined our family! And I never asked for that!" he shouted.My m
Liana's POVThe bright sun was brimming vibrantly on my face, which made me groan in frustration and annoyance. I pulled my duvet covers all over my body in an attempt to escape the blazing sunlight. I was determined to go back to sleep, as I had become unusually exhausted and depleted for the previous day's strenuous activity of moving in. Likewise, I continue to close my eyes firmly as the flow of memories started flowing to the mind that snaps me back from reality.Yes, we finally arrived here in New York City. We left our peaceful and scenic town in Australia yesterday morning, which had been delayed a bit slightly as our neighbors took the time and their turns in giving each of us some warm embraces and heart-wrenching farewells. Some even shed a tear, while some prayed for the entire family to guide us on our safe journey. I restrained myself not to break down crying, seeing all the nice and kind-hearted people that had become my second family in
Liana's POV"Let us dance," he whispered into my ear, and I nodded.He took me to the dance floor, and we swayed our bodies gracefully. I could feel him touching and contouring my body as we danced. And as weird as it may sound, I am loving every second of it. It was a whole new experience and sensation for me, and I wanted to live in the moment and forget all the terrible things, even just for a night.One more move and our bodies were now pressed hard on each other, and I could feel the heat piling up as we continue to grind seductively at each other."Oh, shit. Liana, you are so beautiful," I overheard Davis whisper through my ears. And it feels so good that I closed my eyes instantly.I could feel him nibbling the top layer of my ear with his mouth, his warm breath clouding up my sanity. I was already breathing desperately as I drew my arms around his neck, and clutched it forcefully, as though I was deathly scared that the unu
Liana's POV"You're a.. You're a virgin?" Davis asked in bewilderment, completely stunned, and he could not hide the disbelief on his face.I bit my lower lip and I nodded shyly. Why does it have to be so awkward and uncomfortable?"Shit, why didn't you tell me?" he growled under his breath, a complicated look on his face.I stared at him in a daze. Do I have to? I mean, what was the sense? I mutte+red to myself, but I never bother to say a single word or two.He gazed deeply into my eyes for a moment, then he reverted his gaze away from me in an instant. He seemed to be so lost in thought and was in a constant tough battle of contemplation within himself."Davis?" I called out to grab his attention, as I was becoming more confused, his expression was somewhat funny.He flickered his gaze on me. "You do not understand, Liana. I am not that type of person," he initiated.I rolled my eyes. "So, was making love al
Liana's POVAt the age of 17, I was able to feel a fresh and brand-new feeling I have never felt before. I have got to experience things that had never occurred to me ever since I was a child, nor even as a teenager. Who would have thought that I would be able to find my own happiness and freedom just before I even hit the legal age of 18 years, right?My parents seemed to become stricter and more stern towards me ever since we have finally moved here to New York City. They seemed to be so cautious whenever they see me dressing up and heading towards the door. They kept on asking me some random questions which I did not even bother to listen, analyze and answer. I just give them a cold, blank stare as they struggled so hard to fit their roles as beloved parents and family to me. As if I still cared for all of that now. Before, yes, I would be willing to trade just about everything and anything for my family to be happy and complete. In fact, I would be
Liana's POVHe listened carefully to my response, his mouth practically dropping to the ground. Then he heaved a sigh. "Well, lady. I hope you enjoyed it really hard. Let me just remind you that the summer's almost over, and you would not be experiencing these things as often as you like once you go to college," he lectured me with a stern look on his face."No," I answered dejectedly, my mind had finally made the decision by itself.His brows furrowed when he heard my refusal. "What did you just say, young lady?" he asked in a menacing tone."I said no, dad," I repeated without blinking.He gave out a hearty laugh. "Who the hell ever told you that you could make a decision like that for yourself? You are not even legal to move out and have your own space," he reminded me."I just don't care. I never plan, nor even wanted to go to college anyway," I answered back, firm and steady with my decision as I stand my ground.
Liana's POV Ever since that awkward night that I went home straight from the bar, where my father had caught me red-handed as I tried to sneak in through the kitchen backdoor and where an intense and dramatic confrontation took place, everything seemed to be getting in its right place once again. It was as though that sudden and unexpected argument in the middle of the night eventually made its place to put things in the right perspective and proper order. After that heated argument, I could distinctly remember my father preparing the bathtub for me to freshen up and calm my nerves through the warm and bubble bath. And I found a glass of warm milk on my bedside table as soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, giving off an absolute impression that it was my mother who had taken the effort to prepare my favorite fresh milk that could finally put me into a deep and peaceful slumber O had never experienced for quite some time now. The next day I
Liana's POV I really do not know what has gotten into me, but hearing Davis' threatening words over the phone made me feel so nervous and petrified about something I am not fully aware of. It just feels as though his words were too serious and too menacing to remain oblivious and keep a straight face. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to restrain a pang of panic that was starting to rise on the depths of my chest. I listened hard, and all I could ever hear was his heavy and calculating sigh on the other end of the line. He did not even bother to make an explanation, nor express any interest in elaborating further what he had actually talked about. In fact, I had not heard a single word or two from him. "Hello?" I repeated to call him once more, refusing to let go of the threat that had made me feel suspicious all over. "Nothing, Li. I was just tired," he finally said. Hearing his response made me stare at my