"No Rosa I can't" I tried to explain to her the reason that I couldn't attend today's dinner with her family because I was busy but like usual she wouldn't even listen to me.My sigh fills the whole space inside my room while my hands keep roaming around the file lying in front of me. It was an awful sight for me the mess displayed after my eyes."But Angela! Everyone is here and they want you here!" I move away a little as her loud voice pierces my eardrum."Yes, I know just... I'm busy-"It was true that I'm busy but the real reason is still because of the one person who I know by heart will be there and probably... will be there.I couldn't see him. Not physically. Not only because of the night when we shared a kiss but also because of the night when I met him at the ball.I don't know how my reaction will be if I ever see him at this moment. It was all so messy and chaotic inside my head. I couldn't put one to one puzzle and gather all information in just a week-well 5 days to be
Maybe this is a terrible idea. The loud rumbling sound from the sky above accompanies every drop of water pouring onto the ground where I'm seated. Looks like it's going to rain for a while. No one's around at this hour, and here I am, eating instant noodles with soda. I know it's not the healthiest dinner option, or maybe it's way past dinnertime, but I'm in a tight spot. As long as my stomach is filled with something that won't keep me awake all night, I'm good with it. I should leave now since the shop is about to close, but that's my problem – always unprepared. I forgot to bring an umbrella, and unfortunately, I spent all my money on food, so I can't buy one now. I curse under my breath at my stupidity. I should've just ordered takeout and stayed home, but now I'm stuck here, contemplating whether to make a run for it. My apartment isn't too far from the store, but maybe it's better to wait until the rain stops. I don't want to get sick now. The guy working here looks at me
"Love exists between a woman pretending and a man pretending" "So who's the host?" I asked the girl who stood beside me while clutching my arm a little tighter over the loud chatter around us. Glass hitting against one another and people's voices fill the big hall, a soft and vague melody coming from the band playing as a piece of background music. Rosa, my stepsister or more like my best friend giggles as the look of discomfort contorts my thin makeup-covered face. I didn't feel good today to put on heavy makeup over my breakout face but what can I say when Rosa De Luca, the girl who wouldn't shut up if I refused her offered of this great idea to accompany her to this- another one of the party. I mean is not that I hate parties but is it just not my thing- especially when I am struggling with the girl problem right now but since I've been isolating myself in my small apartment over the past weeks- why not. She gasped an exaggerated gasp when I asked her that but I ignored her litt
Stepping into the hallways again with now fewer people around crowding the big space like before as the clock now strike 12 in the midnight. One hand clutching over my phone securely with my small bag hanging on my shoulder. I strolled around the big hall again with my half sleepy state as my eyes wandered around the room to look for Rosa around the place and when I couldn't see her I dialed her number hurriedly. beep- ; Rosa ; Angela! where are you? ; I'm going home now ; Wait- I cut the call off without waiting for her to reply and stride toward the big mahogany door again when I feel it, My stomach twists like never before making it harder for me to stable my position. I bent my body a little to the front and held onto the cold tiles walls. Inhale-exhale, I repeated the same action over the past minutes until the feeling started to fade away a little when another pain struck my stomach and my breath hitched. shit. I stood silently at the corner of the empty hall as I tried
Despite meeting him twice yesterday, I still didn't know who he is and it seems like my brain couldn't recognize him at all. I remember the pitch black and dark brownish eyes color of him looking into mine but the memory was hazy in my brain. Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. I couldn't remember when I came up here last night and how. I remember falling asleep right on the kitchen counter but no memory of me walking up here invaded my mind. I woke up not in my best mood this morning with a slight pain still in my stomach that makes me hiss a little in irritation. I stayed on the bed for almost two hours straight staring at the beautiful ceiling facing me from above. The thought of a blurry face occupied my mind as I tried hard to remember the man's face. I don't know what's wrong with me but I can't seem to let the thought of him go. This is stupid. Distracting myself with other thoughts, my body jolts on the bed into a seat position while glancing at the clock hanging on the
Weeks pass in a blink of my eyes and I am back to my daily and dull life where every day I will have to wake up early in the morning and get to my workplace. In the evening, I will have short classes for the language that I am taking. Currently, I am learning a new language for future use. My boss said that it will be easier for me to communicate with my client in the future although I have no interest whatsoever. I should have probably just stopped taking the class. I scowl at the thought of the man. His name itself gives me an unpleasant feeling. The day continues as if nothing had happened just a few weeks ago and I am glad that I finally can let the thought of the only person lingering in mind long enough then it is supposed to be out of my mind. My classes ended earlier than I thought it was supposed to end, considering how I keep losing my focus during the class. I use the time left to relax as all the studies make me have a headache and sore muscles all over my body. I roll
I was told by one of the girls from the club that someone had accompanied me yesterday when I asked them who took me to the hotel room and the answered remains the same which left me to grimace by the confusion and slight disbelief. They all had gone home and left me here all alone with a stranger? No problem. I ignore the teasing the girls are throwing at me inside the group chat in irritation. Can't they tell that I'm angry right now? I feel even more irritated when I couldn't remember the man. But something feels strange when I tried to remember yesterday's event. The man feels familiar but then with my situation yesterday, I'm not so sure anymore. What's wrong with me and keep forgetting? I'm not like this. I let my guard down too much and the thought doesn't satisfy me. I hold a piece of paper in my hand, the words are well written and neat on the paper surface and whoever left me the note is stupid. 'You are lucky I didn't lose control yesterday' -Vince My frown gets dee
The sound of shoes tapping against the floor followed by his every movement welcomed me while he made his way toward my direction, closing the gap between the two of us and I stood there motionless with eyes stuck to him. To say that I was surprised was an understatement at the sudden appearance of him in the room. I mean- I never imagined him as one of the tattoo artists here besides Nicolas. Rosa never mentioned this before? I shake my head at the thought. It's not like I care and it's none of my business but- okay. Why am I so surprised now? I examined him from head to toe, although aware of his eyes watching me, my mouth was kept shut. His legs moved fast towards me and within a span of a second, his tall figure stood in front of me. I've been coming here several times over the past month and the only person I know around here is Dominic and Nicolas, of course, besides their other friends. Even though they all seem nice, I just don't want to get involved. These guys seem da