Twaine's Point of View :
I'm still restless because of what happened recently. Did Kyle see my naked body?"God! No!" I suddenly shouted here in my room. I hate those cockroaches, they ruined me. Why did I grow up afraid of just a little cockroach? Ugh!Kyle then saw my body. Yes, we're married, but even so! He shouldn’t have seen me naked.I am Twaine Isabelle Montenegro-Mendez, the little wife of Kyle. I am 17 years old and a 2nd-year college student.Since I couldn’t accept what had happened earlier so I left my room and went to Kyle’s room. I threw stones at the door of his room and kicked him out of annoyance."You bastard get out of there!" I shouted as the door of his room continued to slam."What the hell is your problem, little girl?" He suddenly appeared in front of me so I stopped crashing into his room because he came from the kitchen."Why did you peek at me?" I shouted at him while slapping his chest."I didn't mean that. Go to your room and sleep—""— so, you get a little taller." He added that annoyed me."Are you insulting me?" I asked him angrily."Are you insulted?" He answered me with a question. I slapped his chest even harder with my two hands."Will you stop or will I get you pregnant?" I was stunned by what he said. So I immediately removed my hands from his chest and immediately entered my room."Ugh! I hate you!" I shouted at him before finally entering my room."I hate you too!" He shouted back. Grrr! Why did that man even become my husband?After I entered my room, my lampshade suddenly turned off, so my knees seemed to shake and I couldn't move."Ahh!" I shouted because of so much fear."Kyle!""Daddy!" I kept shouting because the light in my room was still off. I can't move to run out."Twaine—" I immediately hugged Kyle as he entered my room."I'm scared." I cried while still shaking in fear."Don't be scared, I'm just here," Kyle whispered to me while caressing my back and hair. Because of what he said I cried even more and hugged him tightly."You can sleep in my room again." He said. I just nodded and followed him."I'm going to sleep on the floor—""No! You can sleep beside me. I'm still scared." I told him. At the same time, I immersed my face in his chest."Are you sure you want me to sleep beside you?" He asked surprised. I just nodded."Okay, we'll be sleeping together in my bed." He whispered."Thank you." He just didn't say a word. He caressed my hair as I leaned on his arm. In that position, I feel very safe. Gradually, drowsiness also visited me so I closed my eyes.—Kyle's Point of View :After I felt that Twaine was asleep I slowly removed her head from my arm. My arm felt aching because of the weight of this short girl's head. I also closed my eyes to sleep.The next morning I woke up to Twaine. Well, again. That little girl was still asleep. I started preparing our breakfast and then I also took a shower and got dressed."Good morning!" Twaine greeted me."What a miracle—you woke up early?" I raised an eyebrow at her."Is it bad?" She asked pouting."Stop pouting, you still look like you're too short!" I pissed her off."Compared to the old monster?" She smiled and said once running inside the bathroom. I just sighed. She knows how to piss me off."Please just lock the house, and be careful going to school," I shouted at her at the door of the bathroom. She takes so long to take a shower, that's why I need to leave the house first, before her."Wait a minute, wait for me!" She shouted back."I can't wait for you anymore, Twaine, and we're not allowed to go together. All right, I'll go first." She didn't answer so I left the house.When I arrived at school I was immediately greeted by Ms. Roxanne."Good morning Kyle." She smiled at me."Good morning Ms. Roxanne." I also smiled to greet her."Drop that Miss, just call me Roxanne." I just nodded."Can we have lunch together later?" She said."Why, aren't you with your friends?" I asked her."No, I don't have any friends here.""Is that so? All right, if you want, we can be together." I was surprised by what I said."—every break time, I mean," I added."Sure, no problem." She said trying to hide her smiles.After we talked, we also parted ways with Roxanne.I met Twaine on my way to their classroom but she just stared at me emotionless."What's the problem then?" I just asked myself.I went out of Twaine's classroom without her glancing at me because she was busy dealing with that Jeremy.I just ignored her. Teenagers, nowadays."Kyle!""Oh, Roxanne." I greeted her."Let's go?" She asked."Okay."Roxanne and I went to the cafeteria together. From there, my attention went to Twaine and Jeremy, they're together again. I just shrugged."That was a pain in my eyes." I just shook my head to avoid thinking of them.After Roxanne and I had lunch, I went home. I'm only half-day now because I have something important to take care of in the office."Why are you already here?" I asked Twaine who seemed to be had just arrived as well."Don't talk to me." She said calmly."What is your problem?" I asked."None of your business." She said rolling her eyes at me. What's the problem with this kid?"Okay. I'm leaving right away, too." I told her trying to ignore her sudden changes of behavior."Why, do you have a date?" I stopped and faced her. She sounds so different now."Nothing, I just have an important business to take care of," I answered her question."Okay. Have a safe trip." She said full of sarcasm.I just ignored her. I just got dressed and went out right away."Are you going out too?" I asked her."Isn't it obvious?""—and you're wearing off-shoulder and shorts?" I asked annoyed."What is it to you?" What a stubborn."Twaine, get dressed!" I told her angrily."No!""Twaine!""Why are you interfering? Who are you in my life huh? You're not my Dad so don't dictate me!" She shouted at me. Seriously, Twaine?"Don't yell at me!""You're there again! It's none of your business! what do I want to do? You're out in every decision what I wanted to do! You're just my husband in papers, Kyle!"It was as if something hurt in my chest because of what she said."But you're my priority! But if you don't want me to interfere with you? Fine!"Before I finally exploded I left the house. Why is this child stressing me out now? Damn!Twaine's Point of View :When I got to school I was so bored that's why sit in my chair frowning. "You look so annoyed—Uhm, is there something wrong?" Ana asked. "No. I just have a grudge." I answered. "What, why, who?" She asked. "Don't mind me." I just told to her. Because I'm not in the mood so Ana didn't ask me again. It's annoying that Jeremy is absent. Tsk! "Good morning class!" I was even more annoyed when I saw Kyle entered our classroom. "Good morning sir!" My classmates greeted him back. I’m not listening as he discussed, I’m not in the mood. I was also disgusted with his voice and face. Time passed and Kyle came out as well. Well, because I was hungry so I went to the cafeteria. I was shocked to see Kyle and Miss Roxanne laughing together. "Gross!" I whispered. I deliberately walked in front of them, but Kyle didn't look at me. His attention was focused on Roxanne. Because my mind was floating so I did not realize that I had collided with something."S-sorry—" I
Kyle's Point of View :"Flirty?" Her eyes began to water. I have seen so much pain in her eyes. It brought pain to me as well. "I am the flirty, now? Between us, does it me enjoying someone's company in school? Wow!" I was surprised to see her tears dripping one after another. I don't want to see her cry. Is what I said bad? I just didn't sleep last night because I was so worried about her, so it's normal for me to get angry. "—Kyle I fainted yesterday because of a headache and that man was the one who was there to save me! Because where are you? You're with someone else—right? I needed you so much yesterday, but you didn't show up!"I was guilty of the last thing she said before she finally entered her room. What did I do yesterday? Roxanne just invited me to come out, I thought she was just acting because the other day she was like that. But the cries she had earlier, I knew she wasn't pretending. I let her lock herself in her room first. I also decided not to come to school to
Twaine's Point of View :"I-I don't know about his resignation. Why did he resigned and since when?" Tears welled up in my eyes as I asked my friend. "Because of Miss Roxanne. You know the rules of the school, don't you? He's the one who sacrificed his job for Miss Roxanne." Because of what Ana said, my chest hurt even more. He could sacrifice his job just because of that woman. She's so lucky. "A-ana, you go in. I'll just talk to Kyle." I said to Ana. I didn't wait for her response, I immediately ran to look for Kyle. Because of whoever ran into me, the books I was carrying fell off. I didn't have time to pick them up so I just let them go. "Miss! Miss just wait, your books!" I didn't realize that the one who hit me was chasing me. Turning around, I immediately saw who it was. It's Clyde. "Give me that!" I just grabbed the books he handed me and I continued running again. "Wow! Thank you!" He said sarcastically. I turned to him and voluntarily thanked him. "T-thank you—" "S
Twaine's Point of View :I awoke to a series of knocks on the door here in my bedroom. It was frustrating for me to get up and open up to whoever was treacherous disturbing my deep sleep. "Who are you—" I couldn't continue speaking when Kyle's smiling face appeared on me. "Good morning my wife!" he greeted me with a smile. "Why are you here?" I asked him emotionless. "Ouch!" He pretended to have pain in his chest. He held on there as he looked at me as if he was offended by what I said. "Don't you want to see me? I even cooked your favorite pancake and then that's how you'll open it to your handsome husband?" He said like a child. Wait, when did a serious Kyle Mendez learn to pout? Just now! "Didn't I told you to leave?" I still have no emotion. I was about to close the door of my room but he blocked his two arms there. "I'm sorry, my wife. I love you!" Damn this heart, why is it so fast to explode with the simple I love you of a Kyle Mendez? Argh! "Stop that nonsense joke, K
Kyle's Point of View :It's already eight o'clock in the morning but Twaine still doesn't go down to her room, all I know is that she has a class at 10 o'clock so I decided to go to her room. I don't understand her, she's still okay when we ate. She was still talking to me. I made three consecutive knocks on her bedroom door. "Twaine," I call her name. "Twaine aren't you coming in?" I asked her. "Twaine, are you mad? Talk to me, please!" I still beg her from outside her bedroom door. It also looks like she has no intention of opening the door for me. "What is your problem?" Her annoyed face flashed at me. "Are you mad?" I asked. "It's none of your business! You're already with your Roxanne, right? So, why do you care?" She said angrily. She was about to close the door of her room, so I quickly blocked it with my arms. "Twaine, what are you talking about? Haven't we talked about Roxanne before?" "That's it! We've already talked, haven't we? But you still managed to kiss her—an
Twaine's Point of View :The smiles I didn't expect today still can't be erased from my lips. It seems like a while ago when I caught my husband kissing another woman. But because he explained about it, I couldn't get rid of the thrill. His confession and his sweetness. The setup of Kyle and I’s relationship has changed, maybe because we’ve both already admitted to ourselves our true feelings for each other. "Twaine," I stopped walking when Miss Roxanne called me. "Yes?" I politely asked. Even though she is my husband's woman, I still need to respect her because she is still my adviser. "How dare you!" She said softly but I knew she was angry. She really has the right to be angry now? What a shameless woman. "Why?" I asked her emotionless. "Stop acting like you don't know anything!" Her voice was strong and loud when she said those words to me. "What are you talking about, Miss Roxanne? I don't understand you." I said calmly. I don't want to ruined my mood just because of her.
Twaine's Point of View :I just got home from school when I caught up with Kyle who looked troubled. He was staring at his laptop while his forehead was furrowed. He seems to have a problem. I slowly climbed into my room. He was thinking a lot and I had no idea what it was. He didn't even feel my presence. I laid down on the mini table here in my room the three books I had brought from school. I also hung my handbag on my hanger before I took off my uniform and dressed for home. I wore pajamas and a white shirt. Because Kyle doesn't want me to wear shorts even here at home, maybe he can't help it seeing me wearing sexy clothes—you know what I mean. After I got dressed I went downstairs. I still caught up with Kyle in that position. His forehead was still furrowed as he stared at his laptop. "Wifey, there you go." He said while smiling at me. "If you smile now, you don't seem to have a problem, right? What is it that your forehead is frowning at?" I ask him as I fetch water from
Twaine's Point of View :I am currently sitting here in one of our university bleachers while waiting for my two friends. Jeremy and Ana. They were called to the Dean's office for a while. "Thinking of me?" A familiar voice spoke from behind me. Wait, what it is again? Thinking of him? "Wow! What a courage of yours! Are you that handsome?" I said sarcastically while clapping. He just replied with a laugh. "What do you need?" I asked him raising my eyebrows. But instead of answering me he just shrugged. He's nice to talk to guys, promise. "I just want to accompany my angel." I looked at him when he suddenly spoke. "Your angel?" I repeated. "Yes, I miss her every day." He said while looking into the distance. "Oh, then why are you here next to me?" I keep asking him. He said he wanted to accompany his angel but I was the one he's bothering. "Because she's here." He answered while still looking into the distance. I frowned and looked at him again. "Where? Is she there?" I aske