I removed my glass as I look my self in the mirror. I look like hell, so damn hell...Why can't I cry? I badly want to cry...I feel like I'm going to passed out because of my head, it's still spinning, I'm getting dizzy each passing second…Monica really hate me to the point that she hurts me so much. How can I face Bullet or Brandon or Emerald with my face? I think it will last weeks to get okay. Especially my cut because of the folder she threw to me.I pressed the cloth more to the wound. It's a little deep and long. The cold compress is on my lips, the bruises that I get from Monica is not a joke. I know, I can in win the court if I want to see her, but I don't want more damage. I want to keep it to my self. It's nothing serious, right?My curly hair is tied up, it's sticking to my wound and its hurt. I'm now here at my apartment, it take me home to get home. I didn't tell Bullet anything that happened, I eve hide, I don't want him to See Me like this, I need to get better first.
"So, how are you?"I gulped as I look up to Bullet. I know, I can't continue to avoid him, but my bruises. I just don't want him to worried.Monica's loud voice echoed in my head. They're getting married. I should be happy for him, even though Bullet didn't told me."I-I'm fine..." I looked away.I open the door wide for him to come inside. My bruises are all healed now, that's why I have a guts to faced him.He walked inside like he own it. The way he sat at the sofa, it shouts danger and power. The way he looked at me, it send shiver run down through my spine! I'm nervous, but why should I, right? He lied to me..."D-Do you want some drinks?" I acted like its just a normal day, but I know, it's not.He didn't say anything except that he motioned his forefinger. Signing me to come close to him. I slowly walk to him as I hid my hands at my back. I'm trembling!As I get close to him, he captured my waist and snaked his around it. My heart was beating so fast! I can't breath properly as
I blushed at what he just said. Compatible? Really?He's averting the topic. Why can't he just answer it?! It's just as easy as chicken question!"What is your relationship with Monica?" I asked directly.His smirk didn't fade. It widen into a grin. "Nothing.""Nothing? Enlighten me!" I snapped."Why do we need to talk about that bitch? I don't have any relationship with her!""Then why would she say that you two are getting married? Why? Just to toy me? And why would she tell to me that you two didn't broke up? You told me that there's no something about you and her! Right?""What I told is right! Why are we arguing about her? I don't want to talk about her! I'm not lying when I said that we don't have any fucking relationship! There's no thing that connecting us!""So you're not getting married?" I asked."Yes. Of course. Not with her. She's just a past time before." He said as he shrugged his shoulders.I looked into his eyes. "You're not lying this time, right? You're not going to
I blushed as I remembered the time when Bullet confessed to me. God, I can't really believe that he like me, he said that he want and desire me too! Like, look at me man, I'm not that good looking, so how could he?"Yeah, right." Brandon's voice pulled me out from my dreaming thought.I looked at him. "You're saying?" I asked.He tsked. He rolled his eyes too. "Why do we need to see each other if you'll just going ignore me?"I chuckled. "Sorry. I'm just too happy." I cleared my throat. "So, as you heard, Bullet and I are already in a relationship...""So? Should I be happy that you end up with a mother fucker? I told you many times that he's no good!""How could you say so? You don't know him personally right? Just business partner, perhaps?""Business partners don't know a thing about each other, baby. But friends do." He coldly said as he bite the chicken.My eyes widen. "You two are friends? Really? It's not obvious.""Because that's our friendship works. It's not always the goody
How long does my stalker would send me pictures?I just sighed as I looked at the pictures that I just received. I can't still tell it to Bullet, I'm afraid...Brandon gave me a one week day off, he said, Bullet and I need to know each other more. Just like that.I hide the boxes under my bed. For the past months, I collected it all and it's now too many! How can I manage to hide it for too long? Sooner or later Bullet would find out and I don't know what will be the outcome.I heard the knock on my door. I quickly hide it and look at my self in the mirror. Nothing change. Still me. The glasses. The curly hair. The grandma clothes."Hi!" I greeted him the moment I opened the door.He plastered a boyish grin. "Hi to you too, baby." he comes in.We sat at the couch. He snake his arms around me. I smiled."I want to tell you something!" I exclaimed.He looked at me with curious look. "Shoot."I smirk. "I just knew yesterday that you and Brandon, you two are best of friends!"His face cru
It's been a month since Bullet started to court me. We really just go with the flow. I'm happy of what's happening right now.Monica's been so mad at me this past few days, like really, really mad. I'm happy that I'm not affected with her attitude. I don't recall a moment that I did wrong to her."So, how's life with him? When's the wedding?" I rolled my eyes.For the past month, Brandon was always there to accompany me when lunch. I have a guessed that Bullet tasked him to guard me. I can tell that Bullet is a possessive type of man, the way he act when we're still friends, so it will upgrade when I'll say yes to him."Brandon, there's no wedding that's happening right now. We're not together yet. But, I'm planning to say yes to him one of this days." I explained.He nodded his head. "That's good to hear." he wiped his lips using the table napkin. "Just so you know, for me, courting was just wasting a time to spend your time with the one you like or love. You can still know him or he
"DON'T T CRY BABY…"I throw the note that I'm holding. I'm broken and in pain and this psycho stalker of mine is messing with me. I don't know what to do anymore. I let my tears flow on my cheeks. Why Bullet? Why? I pour all my feelings for you… You told me to believe in you and that's the biggest mistake that I'd made in my entire life! I told you to not fool me. I forgave you many times… I'm such a fool. I hugged my pillow as the tears continue to flow. I want to stop crying, I badly want to. I'm not the one who's at fault so why am I the one crying? I didn't do anything bad to others to feel this pain. Why can't I be fully happy? "My god it hurts…" I sobbed. "It hurts so much…" I cried. I balled my fist when I'm starting to breathe hard. My vision was becoming blurred to. I punched my chest. "Please… Someone stop the pain. Please…"As I close my eyes, I saw a silhouette of a man that coming to my direction, I thought he's Bullet but when I smell his scent, I knew that he's my s
If he loves me, why lied to me? But I'm expecting an explanation. He'll never lie about his family specially, about her sister, right? "Bullet." I called him. He quickly looked at me and wiped my tears away. "You have question, I know. I'll answer it.""Then start explaining. Make it more reasonable." I said coldly. Despite of knowing the truth behide the cheat issue, I still need to know more. Why do I have a feeling that I don't really know Bullet that much? Is he hiding more dark and dangerous? "I told you already that I cant-- no, to be more specific, I don't want to interact with others. I don't have that much friends that I can call real aside from Brandon and Franco, yeah, they're a motherfucker. Our company was known to be famous and unbreakable same with the two. I can't let other people know about my background, it will be my weakness. Ashianna is my only sibling. Before anyone else, she was my first baby. I can't let others use her to make me down. Ashianna was born in