MARIA
I was almost tucked into bed as my longing sense waited by the windows-
-until there was a slight thud against them.
"God, i told him not to use stones on the glass" I muttered as i jolted from the bed before sneaking my way to the entrance.
The door always creaked the loudest when we didn't want it to, and slowly he made his way in and we walked up to my room.
Marc was very good at hiding, especially since he hadn't seen me in awhile and i personally loved it because it reminded of younger days when I sneaked around.
He groped my waist and whispered into my ears-
"I missed you so much"
Before pushing me unto the bed, and pulling off my top before his lips kissed my neck and slowly he went lower. "I can't wait to teach you something" He said as i wrapped my arms around his neck.
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WUFIFTEEN YEARS AGOSomehow the world felt so distant, and the snow became nothing but icy pain once i had stepped outside-in search of something that would remind me of the christmas spirit i once had.I had just lost both my parents to a tragic accident that wrecked not only the vehicle, but my family. And instead of planning for Christmas this time, i wore on a black pinafored gown for the funeral of both my parents-forced to pretend like i could move on from such devastating phase of my life.So there i was, my palms against the window shield, begging for every thing to just go back to the way it was months ago. If Christmas wishes came true, i wouldn't care how insane it would be to hope I'd get both my parents back while i opened the gifts thay had slipped under the tree but still pretende
JACQUELINE"Hey" I squealed as the door parted--she was still on a robe, which her hands still held it across her body, on christmas.Most of the christmases we had, we often spent it together, either in the bar or at Maria's but this year, Aaliyah just pushed for Wu to host us.We thought she needed some of her friends, her sisters, especially since her mother took ill but the truth was we all needed each other and sometimes we forgot what comfort and sisterhood feels like.I wrapped my arms around her neck whilst pushing her from the sides as we both smiled."Hey" She said immediately, slightly jolted by my surprise gesture."Merry Christmas" I said as i pulled away before I walked down the corridor to her kitchen.Wu's house was regularly large, i mean it's Miami, there are hardly any small houses but those ancient chinese
AALIYAHTWO DECADES AGOMy mother stood in front of the mirror, as I sat in her laps, her hand caressing the tips of my fluffy hair.She stretched through, drawing a line between the hair before she started to plait. The hijab had hung around the chair we sat, and it was often an irony."Why do you make my hair just to cover it up with the hijab?" I asked, in then, a high pitched second grader voice."The importance of the hijab is more than just to cover your hair, it's a religion" She explained, probably thinking i could get it.Before the door barged open-"Why does it take you girls so much time to dress?" Father yelled, as we stood, almost immediately, my mother staring at the time."I'm not going late to mosque"
KALEO"I meant what i said, i could marry you now if you're ready" Jeff whispered as i took off my jewelry closer to the mirror.He stood behind me, his words falling upon my ears softly, yet firm and assuring."Jeff" I called with a shrill laughter."I'm serious, what are we even waiting for?" He said as he swung my hands.And i smiled, thinking for one second, that this was my fairytale moment, the moment i had dreamed of, walking in the arms of my prince closer to white chariot.Closer to a path we would vow to make together, closer to our future."Let's get married now" He said."My dress, the venue, my-""We'll figure it out, it's just going to be us and few of friends and family" He said."What do you
MARIATHE NIGHT OF THE MURDERI pulled over right behind the pub, there was a massive crowd around the house-the uncompleted house that now beheld a vicious crime scene."No" I shook my head in denial as she was zipped in a body bag before being rolled into the back of the ambulance."Ruby" I softly called, loosing every amount of strength that I had at the sight of her lifeless body being contained in a bag."No" I began to yell as I tore off the tapes in an attempt to get to her.To hold her, to shake her.That maybe she might wake up-"She's gone"****"Cheers" I raised my glass to Aaliyah before downing each shot. I exhaled before my eyes scanned the decoration
MARIAHave you ever wandered what it'll be like in an alternate universe, that maybe if you had done something a little differently, that you would have turned out different.Have you ever been scared, so much that you'd wished badly to go back in time? And just right those thousand wrongs?In an alternate universe anyways, i picture Ruby in a white dress but this time, not with the blood stains of last night, but with the brightest smile as she'll contemplate whether or not to wear her floral veil.I picture her in front of the mirror, cupping her protruding belly through the white dress with her moderate makeup and her her slightly puffed lips.In an alternate universe, i would be there, smiling always, bracing her for the moment that she'd been waiting for, the moment when she'll exchange her vows with the love of her life, with Jacqueline right behind her.We could al
JEFFNote, the words in her diary areboldlyitalized.~Dear Diary,I was always the type that had my nose buried in any of the latest books back then, to some people it seemed cool-the way i stood away from the assembly, or the way i restrained from having friends. Today, Friday the thirteenth of March, 2019I had m
WUMy eyes were swollen, and my vision hazed with the tears that threatened to fall.My gaze fixed on the photograph i held in my hands, this was black and white and the ends were already moist from the tears that had soaked the paper."Sometimes i wish you were here. With me" I sobbed, shaking my head before turning away from the photo. The photo of both my dad and mum in her wedding dress, the only photo i had of both of them.I turned look at my snoring grandmother who laid so peaceful with her eyes closed.It was as if every direction i turned was just pain, each moment, i felt