A Touch on my Heart (The English Edition)

Watching the people around me is terrifying. It does show how different I am to them. It does provide the answers to my questions. Why were they given the things I asked for? Or is it better to say "she". Why was she given the man I asked for?On this day, the future we once dreamed for is already shattered, broken, and will never be fixed again, like my heart. I want to ask why but I won't stoop that low again. I want you to tell the reasons without me asking. I want you to come back to me without me begging. Because the last time I asked you, your answers didn't make me happy. And every time I think about everything, I don't deserve you as much as you don't deserve me.From this day until your last breath, you will face and greet the mornings with her face as your first view. You will be eating breakfast with her and much worse you will be eating her for the rest of your life.I chuckled because of the thoughts running in my mind.I gathered all my remaining strength and finally sho

"Hey Ash, you've been quiet for a while now. I've been talking to you and you're not even listening. Are you still thinking about what happened yesterday?" I turned to Gizelle who looked at me sadly."Of course not, I'm just not really in the mood to talk." I lied.She winced because of my answer. Well, I'm not talking because I'm not in the mood to do so. I do not know. Since what happened yesterday, I have already lost my appetite."It's better if we go back at the organization a minute before our break is over." said Gizelle.We just threw away the plastics of our food and then we went straight to the organization. Every week, donations come to the organization and every week we also prepare them before handing them out to the poorest of the poor."Gizelle, count the canned foods so we can divide how many canned foods we will give to each one," said Joy, one of our fellow volunteers.Gizelle frowned because of Joy's order. I don't know about Gizelle. As soon as I entered here, she

The cool breeze caresses my skin. I closed my eyes as I felt the coldness touch my skin. I breathed in and out deeply. I put both my hands on the hot cup in front of me. I took a small sip of my hot coffee.Whenever I can't sleep, I just get myself a coffee and feel the cold breeze in the middle of the night. I looked at the sky full of stars.This is the life I wanted and dreamed for. A peaceful life.But I know that when the morning comes, everything will be back to normal. A stressful life and noisy people. Sometimes I wonder, if everyone was given the privilege to choose the kind of life and family that they live with, would everyone be at right hands and right path?But if I was given a chance? I think...I will never choose another family to live with...because the family I have in this lifetime, is beyond astonishing and amazing. I might feel unfortunate sometimes but I would always tell myself that it is okay in a family.I smiled at my thoughts.I was trying to call my mother

Jake was kissing me roughly while his hands were massaging my breasts. He bit my lower lip, which caused me to moan, and he used that as a chance to enter his tongue into my mouth. His tongue explores every part of my mouth.We both gasped when our lips parted."Good morning, Ash." He held my face and showered many small kisses on my lips."Good morning, too," I answered back.His kisses went down to my jaw, down to my neck, and down to my collarbone. He's kissing me on my collarbone now while I'm holding his hair. My head looked up as I bit my bottom lip because of the pleasure he was giving me now.He looked at me as he grabbed the end of my spaghetti strap. He tore it up, which added to the tension I was feeling now.Fuck, I'm very sure I'm wet down there already.He also tore my bra. He stared at it for a few seconds before grabbing it. One was mouthful while the other was holding his hand."Ughhh, J-Jake..." I can't help but moan his name because of the sensation I'm feeling righ