ANMELDENWeeks 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 rolled my eyes as the mail kept on popping on my screen, showing the notification and I almost blocked and deleted the email if not because of the boss, instead I muted the notification coming.
It's okay, I will ignore it for now.
I stretch a little before laying my body on the carpeted floor when my phone makes a sound indicating that someone just sent me a message.
Kaygirl:
Who's coming tonight?
xxxgboy:
I'm coming!xD
mixmini:
EVERYONE NEEDS TO BE THERE!
giselle:
Of course, tonight is an exception
Kaygirl:
good.
Kaygirl:
@Angela you coming right?
Angela:
yes.
I smile as I remember what day it is today. Replying to the group of girls where I know them one night at the club.
We frequently meet at the club to have fun and today is one of the girl's birthdays and of course, there will be some fun happen tonight.
I walked to my closet to look for a dress to wear for the night as excitement started to take over. I thought it was still too early to get ready and instead I went to take a warm bath.
Hours passed and finally, the clock struck 10 pm. I get myself ready. I go with thin makeup applying on my face and dress in a red body con dress which I have been keeping inside my closet for a decade.
Satisfied with myself, I curled my shoulder-length hair before grabbing all the stuff that I needed and making my way out to the club.
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Loud music was echoing inside the room and I made my way to the group of girls already seated at the corner and their loud voices filled my ears and I hissed silently to myself.
I approach them and congratulate the half-drunk birthday girl before seated on one of the empty spots around the table, not bothering to introduce myself to the strangers who keep eyeing me from time to time.
This is what I needed. I thought as my eyes wandering around the room full of people with one hand holding a glass of my favorite drink.
My head started to get dizzy but I am still sober enough to make conversation here and there and refusing some guy who came asking for a dance with me.
How polite.
I leant my head back as the drink started to make me slowly lost consciousness. I let out a hefty breath when I feel a presence beside me.
I wasn't in my right mind at the moment and just like the other guy, I was ready to decline and refuse whatever the guy had in his mind when he took the glass fill with water in my hand just before I could say anything.
"Hmm tequila" his voice was deep and husky and I turned my head to get a better sight of him.
"I'm sorry, I am not interested," I say without hesitation in my voice as my mind was fuzzy due to the drink and I didn't care one bit and enjoyed myself further.
I looked at his side profile as he took a sipped of my half drink glass before placing it on the table in front of him.
The dark brownish eyes somehow remind me of someone but I shrugged the thought off. Music blasting around the crowded place.
"What are you doing" my voice slurry in drunkenness and my hand went to touch his chest as his body moved closer towards me.
"You naughty, didn't I say that I am not interested" I drag my one finger on his chest as I could hear his breath hitched.
"Angela" the voice too, sounded familiar to me but the little self inside of me wanted to shrug the thought off again and go with the flow.
On second thought, my mind was wandering how the fuck does he know my name but again I didn't bother to ask and was too occupied with the feeling building inside of me.
"What are you doing you naughty girl" I smiled at his remark and my mind thought of something interesting as I pushed him on his back and climbed on top of him. Sitting on his laps.
He smirked at my action and his hand went to hold my waist securely as he adjusted my position on his lap.
He let a smirk decorate his handsome face and as I said, my mind wasn't in the right place at the moment as my body moves to its liking.
"Do you know what you are doing right now?" I put one finger on his lips, quieting him down as I let my finger drag along his plump lips.
Our faces inch closer as each minute passed with no words coming out of our mouths. His eyes sparkle with something and the longer I stared into his eyes the more I could see his emotion but couldn't pick out what is it.
My body felt numb and before my mind could proceed with what was happening, I was seated directly above his hardened bulge.
"Stop moving too much." he groans and holds my waist tighter, holding me in place and again- my head feels slightly dizzy and I feel like puking my gut out but holding it in nevertheless.
"Angela!" my head turn sloppily to peek at the person who called for me and when I look at the girl- who I didn't remember her name again.
She grinned at me when she saw the man I was with. She said something to the man but I couldn't hear her due to my headaches and loud music when a hand cupped my face up.
Eyes wandering around the handsome face as he too did the same when his man column hit my nostril and a sudden realizing made me pause for a while,
Even in my drunken state- I could never forget the smell of him.
Just before I could climb out of his laps, he pulled my arms harshly and a second later-
His lips landed on mine.
I cleared my throat in an attempt to get his attention, glancing sideways at the man sitting beside me who was driving far too quietly for my liking as the dim lights from the passing streetlamps slid across his face in brief flashes of gold and shadow, and it was only then, in that uncomfortable silence stretching between us inside the moving car, that a sudden realization struck me so abruptly that I physically winced at the thought of it.Why must I always be so stupid?The embarrassment crept up my neck slowly, spreading across my cheeks until I could practically feel the heat burning there, and the fact that this was not even the first embarrassing realization I had suffered through today only made me feel even more foolish than before.Still, despite the humiliation prickling under my skin, I forced myself to try again to get his attention when he ignored my first attempt, and although my instinct was to clear my throat once more like the pathetic person I felt like at the momen
At the end, we somehow ended up driving to his place instead of mine, and the worst part was that the situation was entirely my fault because I had been so angry with him earlier that I stormed out of the house without thinking properly, climbed into his stupid car out of pure frustration, and only realized much later that I had left my purse behind on the kitchen counter, the very purse that contained everything I needed, including my house key, my wallet, and even my phone charger.I did argue with him at first, insisting stubbornly that I did not need his help and that I could simply go back to my place on my own, but Vincenzo had a way of twisting every word until I found myself cornered by his reasoning, because he accused me of hiding something from him again, which in my opinion was none of his business to begin with, and then he added that if I suddenly left like that it would only make my mother and stepfather worry, especially after they had seen us leave together earlier th
“You can put this on the table first and then—” my mother instructed while glancing around the kitchen with careful attention. Her eyes moved from the stove to the counter, then to the dining table, making sure that every dish was placed properly and that nothing was missing from the arrangement she had worked so hard to prepare.I waited patiently for her to finish checking everything. My hands were holding the stack of plates and cutlery she had given me earlier. When her eyes finally landed on me again, a small gleam of satisfaction appeared on her face, as if she had just confirmed that everything in the kitchen was exactly the way she wanted it to be.“That’s all for now,” she said with a nod. “You can put that on the table.”I nodded in response and resumed my task. Carefully, I placed each plate and each piece of cutlery in their proper places on the dining table, arranging them neatly the way my mother always liked them to be arranged.“Oh,” I murmured quietly.It was only the
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Zoom in. Zoom out.That was what he had been doing for the past ten minutes after realizing she was not going to answer his question.Much to his displeasure.The thought that he might not know when he would see her again settled heavily in his chest. It was an uncomfortable feeling, like something pressing against his ribs from the inside.Lately he had been missing the sight of her- her beautiful smile, the way her eyes brightened whenever she laughed. It was strange how someone’s eyes could stay in a person’s mind like that. Bright and warm most of the time, yet for some reason he had always thought there was something else hidden inside them.A shadow.A sadness.Every time he remembered it, curiosity stirred within him again. He wanted to know where that sadness came from and somehow, without realizing it, he wanted to be the one who made it disappear.His eyes remained glued to his phone as if his life depended on it. The screen illuminated his face in the dim room while he slow
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







