I parked my car near Sierra's house. I rushed out when I found Maevis sitting in a chair inside their bakeshop, chatting to Sierra, who was just standing in front of her, patiently listening to whatever she was saying. I ran closer and instantly drew Sierra's attention; her eyes widened slightly, prompting Maevis to look through the window; she was likewise taken aback when she saw me sprinting toward the bakeshop as if my life depended on reaching them.
When I opened the door, Maevis immediately rose up, patted Sierra on the shoulder, and turned in my direction without looking at me. She was ready to go out the door when I moved to block her way, causing her to raise her head and throw me a death glare.
"Can you get out of my way?" Her voice was irritated, but I ignored her and turned to look at Sierra, who was still standing there embracing herself. Maevis mo
I tousled my hair and slumped back in my chair, defeated by my own love for her. "Can you tell me what you want to talk about?" I asked gently. She continued to cry as she stared at the table, her chin resting on her palm.I suddenly felt sad for her plight, so despite my annoyance, I stood up and went behind her. I pulled her hair behind her ear and knelt down beside her, holding her other hand in her lap. Sierra wiped her tears away and glanced at me."I'm sorry for treating you like a shit and—""Shh, stop saying that." I said as I kissed her hand. I despise it when she belittles herself, since she will always be that flawless girl in my eyes."There are just too many things going on in my thoughts that are confusing me." Sierra sniffed and wiped her tears away
September 27, 2016I'm currently having dinner with my entire family at the dining table. Bryon returned home to tell our parents that he had passed his exam, and this dinner is a sort of celebration for him as well. For the first time, dad applauded him even when he wasn't smiling, while mom was overjoyed. I congratulated him as well, but it was the first and only statement I said to him, and we didn't say anything else to each other after that. He also still didn't inform Dad about my relationship with Sierra, as if he had forgotten about it, which is pretty weird, but I'm still relieved that he didn't. He will also return to the city tomorrow morning.It's six o'clock at night, and I left Sierra's place right after class since I didn't want mom and dad to worry why I was late if I lingered too long in her place. But I promised Sierra I'd return late at night
"Just stop! Stop!" When I opened my eyes and heard a banging noise, I saw mom's fist hit the table and scream so loudly. "Why do you have to aggravate matters, Arthur? Oh, how I wish we could have a peaceful meal just once! But you're continuously coming up with new ways to ruin us! I'm so tired of this!" She removed Bryon's hold on her shoulders and stood up. Dad also stood up, he looked so offended."What are you talking about? I'm likewise sick of trying to understand your children's idiocy, especially your youngest! Is it really my fault that every day that comes to us, he causes us a headache? I tried everything to understand him and even endure his actions, but you can see how he continues to insult me and abuse any chance I give him! And he has the arrogance to threaten me with a knife! If you still have the patience to put up with that demon, well, I don't!"
"Please, son, calm down and consider this sensibly. You can still change your mind about leaving. Even if your apology isn't genuine, you know your father will forgive you and allow you to stay here." When Mildred said that, I dropped my polo shirt on the bed that I should have put in my backpack out of disbelief. I fixed my eyes on her, and she took a fast step away."I apologize if I am interfering in your family matters, but as the person who has cared for and guided you since you were a child, I am deeply concerned about you and what will happen to you once you leave this house. Where are you going to live now? Archer, you're just a kid. You have no idea how horrible and cruel the actual world is, and you are unprepared—""How could I not be prepared, Mildred? I've always seen how horrible the world is since I was born. My father himself showed it to
I agreed to mom's suggestion that I live in Sotour Ville, where her sister, Aunt Agnes, lives. But I informed Mom that I would prefer to stay in the condo and assured her that I would continue my studies and call her daily. I knew Dad was unaware of Mom's choice, but I knew he had a sense that Mom would help me; I just didn't know what his next moves would be to fully destroy my life. But for the time being, I'm focusing on the present.Dad didn't stop me from fleeing or order the guards to stop me; it's as if he made up his mind just like I did. Mom told me that dad had left immediately after our disagreement at dinner. We don't know where he went, but she told me that dad was still enraged. The guards let me out freely, but they did not let me take my car with me since it was dad's order to them."Wait, wait!" I stopped when I heard Bryon's voice. I eve
September 27, 2016I took pain relievers for my headache, yet it still hurts because of my wound. I was also tired of walking, but all of that seemed to evaporate when I arrived at Sierra's house. I looked at my wrist watch and noticed that it was exactly nine o'clock in the evening; there were only a few people on the road, but they all appeared to be chasing the time. People are closing their stores at this time since there is a curfew. It's a good thing no one spotted me wandering in the middle of the curfew. It's as though I'm standing on a dead-end road right now.Sierra has kept the lights in their bakery turned off since Jade left. I looked around and noticed that the stores had already closed and that the owners were heading out, most likely on their way home. Only the streetlight next to Sierra's Bakery illuminates the road. When I turned to look towar
"Are you not confident and don't believe we can get through this together?" was the only question I could ask her as disappointment grew inside of me."No, Archer, it's not like that. I'm merely thinking about actual possibilities rather than being idealistic." I didn't object when she said that. I simply nodded at her remark and gently let go of her, feeling sad and disappointed. I didn't want to force her anymore, but I also didn't want to leave her alone either, so I just stood there wondering about what to do next. I couldn't stay here either since I can't bear the thought of seeing my father again, and I'm also thinking about what Bryon said. He's partly correct; Dad could still consider stabbing me from behind, and he might believe that going for Sierra would satisfy his vengeance on me.Maybe I'm disappointed and upset because I thought and expected her
I was awakened by the sunlight shining directly into my face. As I blinked a few times, I noticed that the window was open, allowing light to enter and strike me directly. I wondered at first why I didn't hear my alarm clock or Mildred's loud voice asking me to get up every time, telling me that I needed to get ready for school. But it wasn't until my gaze was drawn to the wooden ceiling that I realized I wasn't in my room. I sat up slowly and gently rubbed my eyes. I was taken aback when I noticed Sierra, who was sitting at the edge of the bed, beaming at me."Good morning." She said it in a calm tone. My lips curved into a smile. At first, I was a little taken aback by everything, but that feeling has vanished because of her. Maybe it's because I still can't believe I'm standing on my own. I'm still adjusting because I'm not used to anyone not waking me up in the morning or making sure I have everything