Fall in love... burn yourself for the one.
If it's not love, it will be a lesson.
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~Arlet~
Some incidents in life are so erratic that they could leave a person speechless. When my happy family met with an accident, it left me in a pool of loneliness and took my parents away. Not more than that, it also left me with an injured vocal cord, taking away my ability to talk.
Nothing I would say mattered to the people or helped them to understand my condition, so I chose to shut myself down.
Not that I can’t talk, but by the time my weak nerves came up with a single word, the other person would lose their patience. So I contended.
It’s better not to speak when nobody is there to listen.
It’s been five years since I lost my parents. Because of social pressure, William and Debbie Amor, my uncle and aunt, adopted me. They maintained a reputed business of a textile firm.
But everything comes with a price, if not from your loved ones.
They never failed to accentuate the leverage they provided me by giving me basic human needs, including tuition fees. In return, I had to do all the chores and listen to every word they wanted to retrospect.
My elder cousin, an upcoming model, Reile Amor, reminded me of Cinderella’s sister- Pompous, Scornful, self-sufficient, and snooty. Not that I consider myself Cinderella because I know no charming prince is waiting for me. In fact, nobody knew I existed except Oliver in this house. He is Reile’s brother, the youngest and naughtiest.
I still remember he brought me a cupcake last week when I sat quietly in my basement room, watching my parent’s video and celebrating my birthday alone.
But all my complaints aside, when I meet my best friend, Milo Efrain.
He is more than I can explain in words. We have been together since I don’t know how long. Our mothers were best friends, and they passed those genes to us to continue the friendship bond. He is one of a handsome man, own an event management company.
But my entire day surrounds with only one name.
Ruben Rodriguez.
My heart stopped beating, and everything cessation whenever I saw him.
I never knew since when I was in love with him. Maybe when I was twelve or before that. I have loved him since the time I understood what love was, only to discern he never knew I existed in this world. He was like a moon taming me, teasing my every being, but I could never have him in my life. I mean, who would love to talk to a mute person when the hottest divas of this country surround you?
He was my school senior, and the rest was history. I never had the audacity to show myself to him. Scared, like a feline, I always hid and admired him. And now, he had become one of the youngest entrepreneurs and an icon of the hotel industry. It was easy for me to stalk him on social media, and god forgave me; sometimes, I forgot to pray at night but never forgot to wish for his well-being. Call it my foolish heart; he has become my rescue whenever sorrow surrounds me.
“Arlet, where the heck is my stiletto?” I jumped at my place when I heard her annoying feet stomping over the stairs.
“Mumma...” Riele railed.
“Yes, my baby.” Debbie moaned her name with care, but shot a dagger toward me.
“Did you take it?” I shook my head. Why would I take it, anyway?
“Then?” I pointed towards the cabinet.
Debbie walked to grab it and kept it nicely in front of her precious daughter. “Mumma, I am going out on a date.”
Well, it never mattered to me with whom she was licking the same ice cream, but my concern was that Reile was spotted twice with Ruben. In this entire world of desirable men, she only dated him.
Would you call me selfish if I prayed for them not to get along?
Maybe because Reile was incapable of giving true love, but Ruben?
He carried a reputation for being someone whom you could trust.
“What are you looking at?” Reile snorted.
“Ahh... I don’t want to see your ugly face before going out. Move away.” She pushed me aside.
Well, I wish... Ruben sees the real Reile.
“You need to mow the garden.” Debbie extended me the gloves.
I lowered my peer and settled with whatever life offered me.
It’s been three hours. I finished the chore and went to get a quick shower, removing all the itchy grass strands, but the strange noise coming my way made me go down and check first.
Something was playing on the television; seems like a video.
When I reached the last stair, I saw Reile cupping her mouth, and her eyes filled with happy tears.
“Look, who proposed to your sister?” William patted my back and helped me to move a step ahead, only to see Ruben opening a Tiffany & Co. box and proposing it to Reile.
Did he just..? Something shattered inside me like it never happens before. All those dreams I used to see in the basement, my rescue pursuits wrecked at that moment.
“Look, Mumma, look at the diamond.” Reile crinkled her eyes and nose, showing off her diamond to Debbie. It was indeed a valuable stone, but not more than my strewed heart.
As big as her diamond, I found the same fat tears rolling down my eyes.
“Isn’t it beautiful? Listen to his words.” Reile pointed at the screen.
The man of my dream had never looked so handsome; he kneeled and opened his heart.
“Reile Amor, you deserve the very best, someone who will back you up without limits, let you grow without borders, and love you without end. I want to be that man. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You are the one who is my home, my rock. Will you give me the honor of being the man you would like to share your life with?”
What felt like a pang of hurt? He had emotions, love, and everything I craved, but it was not for me, but for my sister.
Reile cupped her face and nodded. Not that I thought, but her eyes welled up. Was I wrong to think she was incapable of giving true love? Ruben snuggled the diamond ring, and I bit my lips as hard as I could because I knew there would be no one who wanted to hear the screams of this ruptured mute heart.
Even my sobs know how to suppress themselves when someone is watching me. “Look,” Reile extended her hand.
“Why are you crying?”
Why am I crying? Because you took away my moon and left me to live in the darkness.
I made a heart sign, raised my hand, and pressed it against my chest.
“You are happy?” She questioned, as she never believed it.
I nodded with tears; it was the first time she had hugged me in these five years.
“Me too.”
Love doesn't knock.. it enters and burns you will hell fire. Burn it baby, even your ashes will call his name. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Arlet~Clad in a beige gown and minimal makeup, I skimmed my mirage. I was a plain-jane girl with long hair, an oval face, and not a towering personality like Riele, the model. The only thing I love in myself is my eyes.The day has come for me to box my feelings and drown them at the bottom of the ocean.How immature I thought I could fade in the crowd fraying this color, and nobody would attend to my existence. My long hazelnut hair comes from my mom; she was one of the most stunning women I had in my life. If she had been here, she would have scolded me for choosing this dress. Reile didn’t involve me as her bridesmaid, and I w
ALL I DESIRE WAS A LIFETIME WITH YOU... BUT WHY I FEEL LIKE I AM DECEIVING YOU? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ARLETHolding the sheer drapery, my eyes gazed at the man, who astonished my conscience. That little angel was his daughter. In which world is it possible? How can he be so secretive? My heart sank, peeking at that poor soul studying at the kids playing around. Anybody could understand how heartbreak she must have felt watching those kids. I could feel her pain.Ruben looked in our way, but the evening rays poured in fragments on the tinted window didn’t favor him to steal a glance at his beautiful bride.Besides, his jolted bride sauntered across the room, suppressing her advanced adrenaline.“What am I supposed to do now?” Reile yanked me back like I was the one who could drag her out of this position. It brought me back to the ambi
Nothing feels worse when the heart you craved the most will loathe you with all his being. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arlet“The bride is ready.” These were the words I had wanted to hear for so long, but who knows, they would bleed my soul like never. I wanted to become his desire, but why was it felt like I was deceiving him?Looking down at my mirage in the mirror, I hated my existence.Just the way she chopped the length of this dress, she minced away my emotions and devotion to fall in love.The bridal ensemble was a signature of aspiration, and I could see how Reile loaded me with the burden. Her freedom will be my suffocation. Her choices will be my suffering.My teary eyes just wanted to ask her why she pushed me into this fire of facade. But then I remember it’s the deal with these devils. If someone has an axe to grind, they do someth
And there she was, loving him with every pour of her being, and he had become the continuum of unanswered prayers who didn’t know her name.~ARLET~````````````````````````````````````````Aghast, my senses benumbed, looking at the people. It didn’t take time for me to realize the reason behind his placidity. His parents seem delighted with happy tears. And the little girl clapped when she beamed towards me with expected eyes. They hadn’t seen Reile, and for them, I was the face of Ruben’s life partner. Momentarily, the paparazzi sealed the deal, exposing my face to this world as Ruben’s better half.But the way his friends read me with anxiousness, I knew I was headingtowards the unstoppable storm.We stepped down from the stage, and I quietly followed him. There was no smile on his face, just pure anger. We walked towards the car, and it was hard for me to pace his long strides with my sloppy wedges and ill-equipped dress, but I tried and stumbled when Milo grabbed me.“Arlet... wh
And what a beautiful hell it is when I don’t know the reason for my punishment and the suffering you gifted me.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ruben~Broken, shattered? No, a man was not supposed to feel these emotions. These things make him weak, and he implores for the things he wants to soothe his pain.Beggars cannot be choosers. This is what my father told me when I was a kid. Those words were engraved on my soul as if nothing else mattered, and I promised myself I would always want to be a chooser. Ruben Rodriguez never bowed his head and would never beg for anything.Some moments of your life would never allow you to have the upper hand, like my brother’s death. The only man I trusted with my life was him. He differed completely from me. He was my protector, my only rock to incline, and a soft-hearted man. But life has to happen. He fell in love with a beautiful woman and gifted me a beautiful niece, Raya.That little angel brought so much happiness into our life we never imag
Some souls need to be lost before they get shattered by the same hand.~ARLET~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The morning brings faith to our lives, and we should always embrace it wholeheartedly. There will be terrible nights, but the hope of dawn will keep you alive. This is what my mother advised me, and from that day, I used to thank God for every morning he showed me, pleasing or not, but it still has some hope.The dawn light sprayed through sheer curtains quietly knocked on my sealed peer, letting me open my visions and balance the cornea.The sight was not expected like my typical basement view, but an enormous living room with shattered vases pieces to the ground, an explicit reminder of my changed life.I got up and looked around. As envisioned, I was alone in the house.With a deliberate walk, I sat on the couch, unsure of what to do next.The door creaked open and thought to see Ruben navigate my mind, but Magda, the housekeeper, greeted my sight.“Hel
We choose anger when we are hurt. But bleeding on someone will not heal you.~ARLET~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It is said people will bleed on those whom they love, but what would you call it when they punish the innocent and miffed them with words they never met before?We choose anger when we are hurt. It’s easy to mask the tender little heart that seeks help and healing. But little did we realize hurting someone will not heal us. If it heals, then where is the space for love?I was not mad at him, just deeply hurt. And I know deep down he was hurt, too. Looking out of the window, these thoughts churned inside me like my ship was fighting with an unknown tempest. I couldn’t allow myself to drown or fight with this, but watch it taking my pieces bit by bit.Then what should I do?If my life were a book, then all the pages would belong to him, and today he made a speck on one by ripping a part of it. I wish he knew me before he pulls the last page of this book. A lone tear rolled down a
Do men ever think they are hurting her? Damn, they don’t until someone gives them their medicine. ~ARLET~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`It’s been a week since I last saw Ruben, the same evening I met Raya. He used to leave early and come late. And whenever he felt my existence, I could sense the abhorrence making the atmosphere heavier. I get it. He was shunning my reality by the end of this world. As a surprise, Raya and I used to spend time together, and it turns out we became each other’s world in a short period. She has become my new hope to look up to and win this world against all the impossibilities. And I had become his new friend with whom she loved to share her doll collection and some childish secret.She was like a normal kid, with regular exciting anticipations of making friends and going to school, relishing extracurricular classes.But it wasn’t easy to pursue when she was homeschooled for so long. She was given every facility except the childhood every child de