I opened my eyes when I heard a voice coming from a girl. I lifted myself and glanced at the whole place. I am inside the living room of our mansion, sitting on top of our maroon sofa.
"Mom!" I heard a small spit of laughter on the door towards our garden. I furrowed my brows as I felt the urge to step outside and search for the owner of the voice. My steps are odd. I want to walk faster, but my feet seemed heavy that I wasn't able to do what I want and instead have these dramatic steps towards the place.
The harsh sun rays hit my face the moment I stepped out of our living room. The trees are high, but the gaps in between the leaves and some small branches made it possible for the rays to hit my skin. I covered my face and glanced from side-to-side, searching for the girl who woke me up from my slumber.
"Mom! Yoohoo! I'm here!"
My heart raced. The sudden feeling of excitement and nervousness are whirling inside my system, and the next
Uno Saldivar's PoVEver since I laid my eyes on her, I knew she would be a big thing in my life. She always thought that I am weird because I stayed for too long even when she keeps on pushing me away.It was one hectic morning, I just got home from our out of the country vacation and I forgot that I need to transfer to a new school. I still have this jetlag, my head is aching that I couldn't focus on the things I need to do before this day ends, and it starts with enrolling. It was just a week before the academic year starts, and I am already hurrying because I am not sure if the University that I want is still accepting late enrollees. I don't want to use the power of my family, but if they wouldn't accept me, then I will have to ask a favor to my grandmother and let her talk to the head just so I could go to this school.My black, thick-rimmed glasses are falling. My big shirt felt so thick against my skin that sweat started to fall down my face. The line is
Farrah.That was her name.With her black hair, brownish-red lipsticks, artificial curls, and narrow nose, she got me. I know from that day that I like her. This was the first time that I felt this kind of attraction.I normally have crushes on celebrities and artists, some from my past school but with Farrah, it was different. I spent some months just watching her and occasionally approached her. May it be for a small pageant she won, a contest whom she said she doesn't like but is competitive enough to win and her birthday. I will sometimes greet her every time we will see each other, but I just found that a bit weird so I stopped myself from doing it and just smile when our eyes will meet.Until I no longer like how boys hold him. She was a boy magnet! Every boy from the hallway would always turn their heads the moment she walks in the middle like a ramp model! It was making me angry, so I tried to be close to her and asked her if I can court her.
"Are you really that damn in love with her that you will let your pride be stepped on, Uno?"Auton, my old friend from my previous school visited me after that day. I didn't mean to tell her this story, but he asked me what's going on with Farrah and me.And yes, he knows how much I adored that girl. And he somehow hates her, telling me that Farrah will only bring me pain and nothing more."You don't understand because you aren't in love yet, but you will know once you do." I defended."No, if I will fall in love I will make sure that she knows my worth. Not like that. I will never let someone hurt me just because I love her." He shook his head.I just ignored his remarks, pretending that I am deaf. Because no one can ever make me change my mind. I got hurt, I forbid myself on texting her for days and not show up myself. I just hope that she will miss me and text me. When that happens, I will come running again even when she isn't rushing at all. T
She knows I love her that much that's why she is not worried g about being left behind nor think of what I would feel.That was what I realized after spending time inside my room without having to answer her calls and texts. It may look and sound like a gay, but I really hate how she can make me cry.When I came to school and talked with the juniors, she suddenly showed herself and looks like she will talk to me so I marched as fast as I could–not wanting to talk to her. I can still remember her words. It was etched on my mind, and I will not be able to talk to her unless all those thoughts already left my mind.I was walking fast when I heard her groan, I was in the middle of thinking whether I will go back to help her or not but just decided to resist her.I heard her calling my name repeatedly. I tried so hard not to turn my back, but I ended up walking back to her to check if she's fine.A fucking in love idiot who can't even withstand he
"Dude, stop staring at her you look like a damn stalker," Auton whispered on my ear before drinking on his glass.Today is an engagement party for Aliya's Mom and Farrah's dad. Almost all their business partners are present, including the Saldivar group. Ever since I have been appointed as the new CEO of our empire, I invested in their company. I know we had a deal that we shouldn't care about each other's lives, but I just can't help it. I need to have a glimpse of her. I've been gone for years, I asked my grandfather to train me overseas just so I could avoid myself from running back to her but the moment I stepped outside the plane, I know I will never be able to do it.At first, I thought living in the same country would be easy, but I'm wrong. We have the same circle of business partners, and I heard, she is helping on managing their company. There are some days where I feel so lucky, I will meet or see her.Crossing a street, buying coffee, going towards h
Since that day, I forced myself to be more understanding. I don't remember myself as someone who gets jealous easily and I don't give harsh kisses to Farrah. That was not the love that I know, and I will never let myself continue doing that shit for years.I worked so hard from day and night to finish all my works ahead of time, I want to to make it up to her. I know I was never a good husband for weeks and that she doesn't like me. But I can still try. I waited for seven long years and I got no plans on losing my chance again. She was already tied to me, a wrong thing that I did. I took advantage of her problems and forced her to marry me just because I am greedy for her love, but it doesn't mean that it would forever be like that.I am determined to make her fall in love with me, that's why I made everything to make my schedule clear. I also did her works in Pacifica without her knowing. I have been studying what is inside their company for two years and now, it gave
I got only one dream: To be happy with Farrah. And I am almost reaching it. I am married with her, and we have the same feelings for each other. What I am longing for right now is for us to have a child. Though Farrah is still 28 and I just turned 30, I am ready. I just don' know if Farrah wants the same, but I hope it is.I have been begging her a lot of times in Batanes to make a baby, though I made sure that I did everything I need to do, it is still up to Farrah since I am not sure if she's taking shots or pills."My husband smells so nice, but the food smells better. I wonder if he can still add some chili on it?" I heard her voice coming from behind. She wrapped her arms around my waist and glanced at the pan in front of me. I moved his body to the side and kissed the tip of her nose before glancing back to tha pan and stir it.
"I told myself I will take this slow but this girl is impatient." I murmured when she asked about what I am doing. I have been purposely following her around, sometimes she doesn't notice it, but she did when I came inside the new coffee shop near their place."Uno, what are you really up to? I know how it hurts to see me. I know how hard it is to have lunch with me or even share a table while sipping coffee, so why are you doing this? I thought you don't want to see me because you are being reminded of our child? I am doing everything to give you time, but why are you making me confuse? Why are you giving me hope?""I am here because I still couldn't admit to myself that I no longer love you. Even after what you did, and even after everything that we have been through, I realized that the most important thing is that you are alive. I care about our daughter, but