She was about to slap me but my palm quickly caught her hand.I stared at her. Eye to eye.She quickly pulled her hand away from me and stepped back."Now get out of here!" She shouted again.I looked into her eyes. And while I was doing that, I was trying to suppress the emotions that wanted to show up."Why did you tell him that?" I asked. I really wanted to cry already.It's like my body is running out of tears."What are you talking about?!" She shouted flatly."Why did you tell Vish about me and uncle?" I tear fell when I mentioned the word 'uncle'."Oh! So, you've been listening all this time," she crossed her arms over her chest. "It's my life, so I'll say whatever I want to say. And what do you care if I said that? Why, isn't it true? You're flirtatious. You slept with your aunt's husband. You are a gold digger. You wanted to take the wealth left by mom and dad from us!""I don't want to steal anything. I just want to take what they left to me. You abandoned me, Fritz and me,
Vish suddenly entered my mind. I want to see him. It's only been a few hours but I already miss him so much.I can't seem to stay alive without him by my side.I changed my clothes. A pair of loose jeans, a long sleeve shirt, and a hoodie. I put the hoodie cap on my head.I want to see Vish. I just want to see him but I won't go near him.I don't know how to deal with him now that he believed the lie that mom told.I can't handle it if he treats me differently when we meet again.The pain he caused me when he declared that he was going to marry Liah again was enough. I couldn't bear more.Even if I can only see his face from afar, it's great with me. The important thing is that I can see him.I called Liah. After just a few rings she answered the call immediately."Hello, why did you call, frenny?" Said the one on the other line.I was debating whether to say it or not, but my mouth opened on its own. "I-I was just going to ask if V-Vish was there?"The person on the other line was si
I want to run to him and beg him to listen to me.But he has made up his mind.It's no use if I talk anymore. It's no use if I tell him more. Nothing will change.I just lost the man that I love.I love him. He was the first man whom my heart only beat for. And until my last breath, it will only beat for him.I never knew that my first love would be my last. Who would have thought about it anyway? Definitely, not me.If only I had admitted to myself earlier that I loved him, I would have told him then.But I was afraid. I love him too late.When he gets married, when they get married, he will be carrying my heart and love that is only for him.I love you, Vish.I wish you can hear me right now. I hope both of our minds and hearts are united so that you know what is inside of meI will not ask to know what is inside your heart and mind. Because I'm sure it's not me.I didn't realize that I was slowly being pulled by sleepiness.***"I am already in paradise. And, soon enough, we're goi
The lady accepted that with a smile. "Thank you very much for this. Thank you also for thinking of visiting my daughter."I smiled at her. "It's nothing."Suddenly we heard laughter. "Mary is with her dad right now. My husband must have made his cringe joke again so she is laughing. Come on," said the lady.I followed her.We saw Mary talking happily with a man who I think was only a few years older than me. Mary was sitting on her hospital bed and the man was sitting on the chair next to the bed.They turned to me at the same time when they noticed us."Miss Fatima," Mary hapoily exclaimed my name."Hon, this is Fatima, our daughter's friend," said the lady to her husband.The man smiled at me. "Hi, nice to meet you.""I'm also happy to meet you, sir," I said."You have a friend, princess. Why didn't you tell me about it?" Mary's father asked her with a sneer."Daddy, I've already told you about her you doesn't remember," Mary answered then laughed softly."Hon, come first. Let's lea
I didn't answer him and just remained silent. Until the car stopped in front of a big house that I think has three floors.I turned to him. "Is this your house?"He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it is really big, but I live alone," he answered as he got out of the car. I also opened the door and got out of the car. "Follow me. Let's get inside," he said and started walking towards the big door of the house.I just followed behind him.When he opened the door and we got inside, we were greeted by the vintage theme inside.The furniture there is obviously old-fashioned or an antique, such as a brown rocking chair. There are old photos of the Beatles and Michael Jackson hanging on the wall near the door. There are also old types of musical instruments displayed around.His wide living room like a museum."You just like to collect old things," I said."Some of them were personally purchased by me at auctions and the others was given to me by my parents and grandparents. My family are antique
I took my cup again. It wasn't very hot but I drank it anyway.When I didn't say anything anymore, Doc Nicco averted his gaze to the sky."One day, you'll become one of those shining stars, giving life and peacefulness to the beautiful and dark sky. And, I will always look above just to remember you and your stories," he softly said."And, I will always look down just to see you. I won't also forget you. Thank you for listening to my dramatic life," I let out a sigh. "When it rained drama, I was outside, dancing," I laughed softly.Doc Nicco also laughed softly. "We all have our dramatic moments in our lives. But, you are pretty good at handling them. You are strong mentally, emotionally and physically," he said. We became silent afterwards. Until a few minutes later. "Would you let me tell your story to the world?"I turned my gaze to him. "And, how are you going to do that?""I was a former president of a journalism team way back in college. Ever since, I have become into different
I hope you regret even once in your life about not standing up as Fatima's mother."It was true. But not in what people interpreted the story that they heard. It was all just speculations that ended up in a false and untrue story. It was a false conclusion. None of those people who judged her before know what exactly happened. That man is a pervert motherf*cker! He took advantage of their innocence," I am no longer talking like a professional person. "He r*ped them. But what he did to Fatima was worse. He even impregnated her and Fatima didn't have a choice but to abort the child. She was lost and all so that was the only option she saw," aunt listens quietly. I see a strange expression in her eyes that I have never seen before. It was like a mixture of pity, anger and pain. "That man has a lot of child p*rnography tapes and most of them, Fatima was present. Fatima said that that man hid the tapes in your sister's old house. We tried to get them but we couldn't go to that place becaus
Thur suddenly came out of the veranda. He is also wearing clothes. He stood next to me.I ignored him and just focused my attention on the dark sky.Before, whenever Fatima and I were together, there were always twinkling stars above but now, the sky is always full of dark clouds."They already left. Why do you seem so angry?" Thur asked."None of your business," I coldly responded."Wow! You used to tell me everything going on in your big head because you said I'm your best friend, but now, it's none of my business.""You're so noisy.""I'm sorry then," he sarcastically said. "Now go to sleep. Don't think too much about that girl. There are many girls around. You won't be running out," he said before going back inside.There are many women but she is different from them.I don't think I could still find someone like her. Someone like her that makes me feel the odds.My mind says that she's different from them. There is no one like her. She is different in my eyes.Fatima, what did yo