BELLA came back to the condo with my things. I don’t really have that so many clothes to the point that they won’t fit in one closet. It wasn’t that really hassle for her since she have her own car her parents gave her a gift on her last birthday.
I help her carry the bags with my things. “What did you tell him by the way?” I curiously asked. Felix won’t believe such a thing especially seeing my best friend packing up my things. He’s not stupid.
She shrugged. “He’s not there,” she replied.
I raised a brow to her reply. “What do you mean he’s not there?” I grab the last bag and she’s the one who closes the door of the car.
“I knock multiple times but no one opened the door, guess he’s not there,” she explained as I followed her walking back to her room.
“Really? Then how did you get these?” I referred to the things that we’re
DO you know the saying expect the unexpected? I also thought that we could be happy until we reach our dreams together. Just a few more weeks and we’ll finally get the diploma that we both wanted. After that, he promised to travel around the world with me. He said a lot of promises to me and there I am, happy and hoping that he could fulfill his promises to me. I was the happiest when he said that he will marry me after we graduate. But all of the hopes vanish in the air just like a bubble. I expect him to fulfill all of the promises he said. I guess too much expectation will just really hurt you in the end. It will hurt you big time. “Listen to me, Astia, I am telling the truth. There was no sign of you in the apartment. Just those decors for our anniversary. I know you decorated them when you go home at lunchtime like the other special days,” he explained but I just shake my head slowly. The confusion in his eyes was very evident as I continue to s
THREE days had passed since that encounter with Felix happened. Three days had passed since Felix and I broke up. Since that encounter with him happened, I told myself that I will be back with my old self again but I didn’t know that it will be that hard for me. Come to think of it, we were together for years, building our dreams together and with one mistake he made, our relationship collapsed. With one mistake he made… we broke up. With one mistake… we shattered into pieces.For years that we were together, we were used to each other’s company. Sleep in the same apartment, celebrated special days together, build dreams together, and now that we broke up, how can I get back to my old self?In that three days, I was trying to find my old self. I asked myself what are the things I do before I met him so I could do those things again now that he is now out of my life. It was hard. It was just three days since we broke up but I could say that it
THEY say that your eyes explain what you feel when your mouth can’t and that’s why I am feeling right now. I don’t know what to say. I tried to hold on to my tears from falling down my face but as we stared at each other, it made me hard from stopping them from falling any minute now.I slowly shake my head as we continued staring at each other. I want to take off my eyes from him but it seems that my eyes don’t want to, it seems that my eyes were glued onto him. I wish he could see right now the pain in my eyes. That it hurts like hell.“I c-can’t… f-forgive y-you,” then my voice broke as I felt something rolling down my face. Damn these tears! I want them to stop falling but they just can’t. I take off my eyes from staring because I can’t hold them anymore.It hurts that every time I would look at him I could only remember what he had just done. Their voice moans each other’s names. The picture
FROM: Felix I will win you again, Astia. I will. I didn’t reply to his message and just put my phone back on the bedside table. I sighed heavily and brushed my hair using my fingers. He will win me back? Well then, good luck to him. He won’t get me back. I won’t let him. One mistake is enough and I don’t want to get myself being trap again. He was once a jerk in his life and he doesn’t deserve me. He doesn’t. There’s a saying, Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. So I won’t get back to him. Never. He will just waste his time running after me so if I were him, just let me go for good. If he truly loves me, he won’t do that thing in the first place. Now that we broke up, he will go after me? Is he insane? Did he realize that he love me after I let go of him? I sarcastically inside my mind. This isn’t a game, Felix. Only you know love her when
“LET me ask you this if you saw me kissing another guy, will you forgive me?” I painfully asked him as tears poured from my eyes. I really hate these tears. I could see from my peripheral vision some people who passed by look at us. Oh, I just catch my ex-boyfriend cheating on me that’s why I am crying. “Damn it, Felix! Yes! You made ONE mistake! But that mistake was I saw you kissing another girl and fucking her.” I was just stopping myself from shouting out loud since we aren’t in the right place. “I’m sorry,” then bowed his head. Here he is again with his sorry. “I’m tired of hearing your sorry, Felix…” I paused. “I don’t want to hear that again because even if you continue saying sorry for doing that mistake,” I shake my head slowly. “Your sorry won’t change the fact that you did that thing. Your sorry won’t turn back time and change everything that happened.” Yes, I love him but maybe that was the way for me to get back myself and
I'M not really a drinker but the heartbreak my ex-boyfriend gave me made me want to get wasted tonight. I just finished my second glass when I roam my eyes around the place only to see some people are now wasted. Just like us, they are here to kill time, chill, and relax, for them to forget their problems even if it is just in a short period of time. If lately I badly wanted to wear a hoodie, now even if I ended up wearing a t-shirt, I find myself being out of place but I think it’s okay since I could also see some people wearing the same outfit like mine.Right, I am here because I wanted to get out of my shell and forget about what happened why I am crying for how many goddamn days. Well, I think I am crying for at least one week? I don’t know. It isn’t necessary to count how many days I have been crying anyway.I had my third glass when I turned my head towards my best friend who seems busy drinking. She’s been drinking one glas
“AUDREY?” Josiah called me again and I quickly looked at him, puzzled.“I’m sorry. What is it again?” I curiously asked. I silently scolded myself for being spaced out.“I’m asking you if do you want to get married?” he repeated and based on the way they look at me, he was measuring me.That sudden question from him caught me off guard. I couldn’t open my mouth to speak and just gulp. It took me two minutes before I could process what he just said, but before I could even open my mouth, Bella popped up from somewhere, cutting my thoughts from speaking them out loud.“Go on, Audrey!” she yelled, drunkenly. “It’s time to forget about that asshole!” she yelled in a drunken tone while raising the bottle of an unfamiliar beverage.I looked at Josiah with drunken eyes who’s raising his eyebrow at
IT was one week had passed since I have received that message, telling me that I should claim my marriage certificate in an office. My whole world was literally shaken by that sudden message I just received. My eyes went wide as I finished reading the message that has been sent to me. I even screamed ‘What?!’ loud and good thing Bella didn’t hear it because she didn’t go to my room to check what was happening why I yelled. At first, I thought that the sender was nuts so I just disregard the message. What matters to me at that time was that I need to go to school and attend my classes that afternoon. I also think that maybe they just send it wrong to the wrong person because why am I married in the first place? I just had broken up with my boyfriend. Not until if, Felix is crazy enough to hire a lawyer and made a marriage certificate telling that we are married together so I have no choice. Tss. As if. If Felix really makes that kind of tactic, I’ll die