FAZER LOGINHe is my childhood crush but he doesn't even look at me, he watches others embarrass me, he joins them to laugh at me. Yet I still want him but the person that wants me I don't want him either. What happens when Maddie signs a contract with the quarterback in order to make his childhood crush look her way? Will she be able to resist his charm or still want the jerk who takes her as nothing? She has been saving her V-card for him but doesn't even realize how much she has been tossed around by others and she realized it was all a bet having a one night stand with the guy she trusts so much and being mocked in school for it. Maddie’s life is shattered, will she be able to love again or lock away the wall of her heart?
Ver mais「久遠さん!しっかり!」
ストレッチャーに載せられ、救急車へ運ばれる私は、腹部を襲う激しい痛みに、不安はますます募っていく。スマホの画面に付いた血の跡に構う余裕もなく、発信音を聞きながら、視界が少しずつ滲んでいく……足の間を伝わる生温い感覚、止めどなく流れているであろう体内から排出される血。それと対比して私の体温は下がって行く。救急車の中の医療スタッフの切迫した声が響く。
プツ……
電話が繋がった。
「……用件は?」
スマホから聞こえて来る冷たい声。夫の久遠湊の声だ。その声は落ち着き払っていて、私とは少しでも言葉を交わしたくないという感情がその声のトーンで読み取れる。
「湊……大変なの……私、血が、出て……赤ちゃんが……」
一瞬の静寂。答えが返って来ないその数秒は私にとって何よりも長く感じた。
「血……? 赤ちゃん?」
湊の声は“私が何を言っているのか全く分からない”といった雰囲気だ。そして大きな溜息が聞こえ、湊が冷たく言う。
「同じ手口を何度使うつもりだ?」
スマホの向こうからガヤガヤと声がしている。
「俺は忙しいんだ、君も知っているだろう? 君の芝居に付き合っている暇は無いんだよ」
私は涙を流しながら言う。
「違うの……本当に……!」
そこまで言って痛みが走る。言葉が切れてしまう。それでも伝えなくちゃいけないと思い、言う。
「今、救急車で……運んで貰ってて……」
その時だった。
「湊さん、誰と話してるの?」
スマホの向こうから女性の声がする。柔らかく甘えた口調、そしてその声の主を私は知っている。その声を聞いた瞬間、思わず息を呑み、心臓が強く跳ねる。
柔らかく甘えた口調、そしてその声……まさか、彼女……?
―——そんなはず、ない……
「くるみ……何でも無いんだ。大丈夫」
湊の言葉は重い一撃のように、私がずっと目を背けてきた予感を容赦なく裏づけた。
――くるみ……やはり、彼女だった。我が家の家政婦の娘の名前。
(湊は今、彼女と一緒に居る……どうして彼女と一緒に居るの?)
「ねぇ、湊さん、一緒に検査結果を聞きに行ってくれない?」
甘えるような声でそういう彼女に湊がふわっと笑うのがスマホ越しでも分かる。“何でも無いんだ”その一言を聞いただけでも分かる。私と話す時と彼女と話す時の声のトーンやその態度の違い。あんなに優しい声で話す湊は、私はもう何年も見ていない。
(でも、どうして……?湊は今……なぜ彼女と一緒にいるの?)
その疑問が、頭の中でグルグル回る。鼓動が激しくなり、息が苦しい。流産の危機に瀕しているから、鼓動が激しいのだと自分に言い聞かせる。私は震える体で息を吸い込み、血のついたスマホを握り締め、何度となく浮かんでは消える同じ質問を言葉にする。
「湊……何でくるみと……どうして……」
直後、スマホの向こうでアナウンスが流れる。
「愛沢くるみさん、妊婦検診でお待ちの愛沢さん、診察室三番へどうぞ~」
それが聞こえて来た次の瞬間にはプツッと通話が切れ、ツーツーツーと冷たい電子音が響いていた。
妊婦検診――
その言葉が私の心を引き裂く。
乾いた笑いが込み上げて来る。笑っている筈なのに涙が溢れて止まらない。もう手に力が入らなかった。手からスマホが滑り落ち、救急車の床にスマホが乾いた音を立てて、転がった。
(……そうだったのね)
両脚の間に温かい感触が伝わり、体内の血液は止めどなく流れ出す。それに反して私の体温は少しずつ下がっていく。
なんて、滑稽なんだろう。
私が流産の危機に瀕している時。
私の夫は他の女の妊婦検診に付き添っている。
しかもその女は、私の家の家政婦の娘だ。
「久遠さん、点滴をしますよ」
医療スタッフがそう言い、私の腕に針を刺す。痛い筈のその感覚を私はもう無くしていた。
乾いた笑いが込み上げる。すぐに痛みが走って笑っていられなくなる。手が冷たくなっていき、感覚が無くなっていく。医師である自分でもこの状態が良くない事は分かっている。
(きっと、もう、ダメ、なのよね……)
意識が朦朧とする中で、私はもう二度と目覚めたくない、と心から思った。
Maddie “Where are we going?”“Nowhere in particular."“Do you want to go somewhere?” I thought for a while about any place having fun, but I shook my head."No."“Ok, we can grab something at the shop ahead."I nod; the street smells differently. Love in the air. Restaurants and shops have taken their time to do a little decoration with red and white ribbons with flickers and love images.Couples walk hand in hand, whispering to each other. I enjoyed the scene and I love it. They were young and old in the streets.Carlson stops the car right in front of a shopping mob.“Do you want anything I need to grab?”He asked after he got off his seat belt.“Umh…nothing really." But seriously, I don't need anything; having him by my side is enough already.I walk out, and I admire his features, the way he walks, the way he is so picture-perfect.Why am I singing praises to him like he never hurt me before?What if he does it again? How am I going to know it is just a prank?Probably we should
Maddie What could possibly be the worst thing that can happen?I asked myself over and over again. My ego is bruised. Being humiliated in front of everyone and finding myself on live videos.I could possibly call that the most embarrassing day of my life, but there are more days worse than that.So what could possibly be the worst thing that can happen if I accept this invitation?Even though I know I have to swallow my pride, my ego, which has formed with time.My fingers are tapping on my lap, biting down on my lower lip while Carlson applies body lotion on my back.If I could possibly stand up from here, he would notice how wet I am.My towel is doing the good job of soaking it all up for the meantime, but my core clenches more, and I know I might not survive this not having Carlson always around.I might not have the privacy to release myself after I have destroyed my room.“Maddie, I'm done. Let me get your food while you dress up."I stared at him so helplessly with pretty eye
Maddie Carlson stands and then leaves.I panicked. He promised he wasn't going to leave. Did I say anything wrong? I thought for a second. The thought of being alone scares me, often—not often lately.I have always had those weird thoughts. I'm an Icelander. I hardly have friends, nor do I have one at home except for Jamie, so the little affection he shows to me feels like love and a world to me.I will say I was stupid and vulnerable for believing all his lies; he was a friend I could talk to. We shared the same window that happened to face each other, so every night after my father had tucked me into bed.I patiently wait at the window for him; sometimes he never shows up, and I feel so sad that night, but whenever he shows up, then I have someone who is willing to listen to my rant.We were super duper close, and that built up a feeling I never expected.But this one right now feels different. It feels I'm safe. It feels I'm with the right one. I don't have to act in a certain
Maddie Sometimes the pain we feel feels like it's about to consume us.The grief.The heaviness of our chest and the sadness.Sometimes I want to wake up normally without so much pain. This is the reality. Everything dearest to my heart has a way of hurting me, and the people closest to me make it even worse.The pain when it surfaced again. Acting like it wasn't there and won't be there is like lying to myself.Being lied to, especially about part of your existence, is the worst thing that can ever happen to someone.Now I know what to do with the truth: stop loving, confront the person I have loved all my life, or wait patiently for the next that will unfold.Recently my brain has slowly been trained to accept pain. I want to be happy, but I don't know how. Even if Carlson is trying his best to make me cheer up, that doesn't justify my fear.What if he leaves me one day? What if he wakes up one morning and tells me he doesn't have feelings for me anymore? How am I supposed to liv
Maddie I wasn't early for the church celebration but I was at the wedding party.I looked so beautiful and my chestnut hair was straightened and perfectly packed and decorated.My face was well masked coursey of Carlson who sent makeup artist to the hotel where I lodged.I hall was packed with peo
Maddie Philip!“Who are you? Let go of my hand” Jason shrieked, moving away from Philips.“That's the homeless guy. Yuck! Honey let's go back inside before we both get infected by some bacteria” Maya said dramatically. “They both deserve each other, low lives” she yelled out before the both left
Maddie “Hey Philip, merry Christmas. I got this for you” I stretched a cellulophane bag to him. It was sandwich the least I could get for him on my return from my trip. “Thank you Clara, you're kind. I was thinking if I could talk to you” My phone buzzed. “One sec” I flashed him a smile as
Maddie “Jack” I whispered in shock to desify what just happened. I was on the floor in pain but my husband didn't look my way.It felt like I didn't exist in his world, my head was spinning and it felt I was going to run mad every minute.“Are you okay?” he asked Cassandra who whimpered.“I was tr






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