I throw myself on the couch after arriving at my apartment. I am anything but okay but simply emotionally tired. I feel like I worked out, after releasing so much, of what I held inside.
I am however, glad and relieved, to be back at my place, in my own space, where I can sum up my thoughts. I felt somehow suffocated at Jane's place, being around Mr Cullen.
After all this time, he's always known about who I am, yet still, he always manipulated a situation , so he will see me. I don't understand why he would do all of this, why he won't let me go?
It's not like we mean anything to each other but he treats it as such. We are both each other's past, and we should be doing everything possible, to put the past behind us, but no, he refuses.
He is such a confusing man, seriously, and I know that being around him, will confuse me even more. One thing however, that has stuck with me, is what he said.
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It came again and it caused my smile to drop. This is the 5th time, I have received this message, a warning in fact, from the same anonymous contact.It's as clear as day now, that he actually did it, Mr Cullen talked to his mom. No, more like confront, and that's what I believe. He shouldn't have, and maybe let go of this. Now, I am the one at the receiving end, I seriously don't want that woman at my doorstep again.I seriously don't want to waste my energy, listening to her threats, when I've got better things to do with my time, like looking for a decent, long term job. I don't have to guess, who has been sending the anonymous messages. It's Mrs Cullen or whoever she hired, to do the deed for her.I don't understand why that woman doesn't like me so much, it's not like I have any interest of becoming part of their family, I worked there, that's all.I don't want any trouble, I thought I made that clear to Mr Cullen, yet once again, h
" You have to let go of me." I say." Why?"" Because it's cold and I wanted to strangle you before you called me."" Why?"" You confronted your mother."A few seconds of silence between us passes, before I hear him sigh and he pulls back to look down at me. Rain is dripping down his face and still, he looks un bothered." Skylar -------"I turn away from him to pick up the umbrella, closing it and glancing at him. " Come on." I say, grabbing his arm and dragging him towards my the building.I don't know why I am actually doing this, but it's pretty clear that I'm literally inviting Mr Cullen into my apartment tonight, by my actions.The whole time we head to my apartment, we don't speak but walk in silence. Halfway though, I let go of his arm and walk ahead, now leading the way." Just so you know, you are not sta
Our baby..I never thought I'd here these words, come from him, let alone, him saying them to my face. It hits differently now, then how it may have sounded years ago.Anyway, I can't overthink on anything, because we are simply talking about the past and nothing else." She belongs to someone else now."He opens his mouth to say something but I beat him to it." I gave them the right to become parents. The right belongs to them and so you can't -------"" Can't what? Call her ours?" I look away from him, not wanting to respond to that." I thought I was meant to talk about everything."I hear him sigh. " I want to know everything."" There's not much to tell, just in case you were expecting anything more, than what I'll say."" I'm open to hear anything."" Fine." I steal a glance his w
" Skylar." I hear a voice call my name.But I could be dreaming, so I stubbornly don't wake up or respond. I am enjoying my sleep, besides, it's too early for my liking." Skylar." The voice calls me again.With my hearing senses awakening, I recognise it to be a male voice.I feel the bed dip, before my name is called again." Hmm?" I give a response." I finally got to see you in the morning."Wait, what?My whole body wakes up but tenses, as my eyes pop open. I look around me until I find someone looking down at me.It's him, oh my gosh, it's Mr Cullen.It sinks in fast that Mr Cullen is here and that he is watching me, bloody waking up. My eyes widen and I quickly pull the covers over my head, hiding myself away.What is he doing in my room?" I already saw you." I hear him say.I frown a little because I can hear him smiling. Why is he ---------" Breakfast's read
Who are you Reece Cullen?This is the one question that has been bugging me, for the whole day, that I have spent around him and Ava.I've never spent so much time around this man yet today, there's been a change of things, in which I was introduced to. I've been introduced to a Reece Cullen who showed a caring side, the softer side in the presence of Ava, a Reece Cullen who smiled.It was a real smile and not a smirk or grin. I have witnessed a Reece Cullen, who actually laughed, and even stuffed his face with spicy noodles. He even helped me tidy up at my apartment, both of us taking turns to entertain Ava, while the other volunteered to a different task.The most that has strike me to continuously ask this question, is the sight of Reece handling Ava. My mind couldn't help but place an image of Reece, as a dad. As I sit here on the bench, watching him push on the swing chair, that Ava is sitting in, I keep
We had taken a picture, the three of us. Reece, Ava and me, and today of all days, after so many have passed, I've stared at the picture more than I would liked to. It's like something in me, has been tempted to do it each time.I haven't seen them since that day and it's hitting differently, because I've been thinking too much about them, especially Reece's words. He told me that he cares about me and I chose to believe him that day, even today, that belief has not withered.He's staying away, like I asked him to. We haven't seen each other for so many days, and his words of respecting my wish and giving me space, has come into mind as a reminder. He listened and I should be happy, right?Then why doesn't it feel right to be happy right now?" So something did happen, besides the obvious."I look up from the picture and I meet Lucia's eyes." How did you find me?" I can't
I had asked him about what we are doing, and he had answered with words along the line of us, just feeling. I had done nothing else but feel at that moment, where I was in his arms.In all honesty, I can't deny that something within me fluttered, I didn't admit it but I think my response to him, proved everything to him. What has taken me aback, is that throughout the days passed, since I last saw him, I haven't felt any regret.I am still trying to figure out my own feelings, and what it is, that always pushes me to cross his path. It's like something pushes for us to meet somehow and I don't want to say it out loud, that soon, I might get used to it, which is not good.Especially now, since I still need to figure things out, to maybe put a name to whatever it is, that is happening between us. One thing I thought I'd end up doing, in these passed 5 days, is overthinking and going crazy, trying to make sense of my thoug
" What are you thinking about?" I'm knocked out of my thoughts by the sound of his voice.I turn to look at him, where he lays on his side close to me, with his arm wrapped around my middle while I lay on my back.The longer we stare at each other, something shifts in his eyes and he frowns at me." No, don't do that. You're over thinking again." He says, hiding his face in the crook of my neck." No, it's just that....." I let out a sigh, before starting again. " What did you say to my parents?"I feel him tense up next to me. He pulls his head back, so he can look down at me, resting his head on his propped up arm." Let's not talk about it."" Why not? They are my parents." I say, now frowning at him.He shifts on the bed and sits up now." Let's not, okay? Talking about this will only make you upset and will give you a