"Behind every sweet smile, there is a bitter sadness that no one can ever see and feel."- Tupac Shakur
Faiths POVThree years since that incident.The incident where I lost my so called loveThe incident that changed my lifeThe incident where I lost myself*Flashback*(This was after she received the news of her miscarriage)I woke up feeling sore again and I forgot where I am till I looked around. Soon all the memories came back. Andrew in bed with Natasha naked. Andrew calling all sorts of name.Woke up in a hospital. Doctor telling me I lost my baby and me having a mental breakdown.I hold my tears as strong as I can to not have another breakdown "Faith, you're awake." My mom said while she stand up to hug me. How much I needed this right now."We tried calling Andrew, but he just told us to leave him alone and then block us. What's going between you two, Faith?" My father asked.Soon enough the tears started to pour out of my eyes with a sob coming out. I started telling them everything from, me finding Andrew with his ex in bed and accusing me of cheating to me being kicked in the stomach and kicked out of the house.Once I finish telling them, my mom came to hug me, my dad was rubbing my back to make me calm down While Austin looks angry. Austin quickly grabbed his coat and went to walk out. "Where are you going?" My dad asked. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm killing that guy." He said angrily."Austin, please no." I begged him. "Why not Faith?" He asked. "He hurt you and made you have a misc-" he was cutt of by parents shushing.My dad gave him a 'We don't talk about this in front of her' look."Austin even if you did hurt him, it's not going to make me feel better and you might get arrested. He's powerful and can send you to prison." I said with sadness at my voice"I already lost the love of my life and baby. So please don't hurt him because I don't want to lose you" I begged him and the looks on his face softened."Sorry, sis" He apologized. "So what are you going to do now?" My mom asked.Mom is right. What am I going to do?. I don't want to spend my life here because then everything will remind me of him"I want to start fresh, somewhere far from London. Maybe Madrid." I announced. I always wanted to go to Spain when I was little."Spain. But that's so far." Austin said."I know, but I just want to start fresh again. I'll call you everyday and visit you when I can. I promise." I said.My family looked at each other and stayed silent until my dad spoke up. "If that's what you want, then we'll help you." He said."Thank you guys." I said and we all hugged each other.*Flashback over*"Table number 14 will be your final one for the night, Faith." Amelia said. I looked at her and she had a smile at her face.I gave her a small smile, but it's not a genuine smile. It's a fake one. I lost my ability to do a real smile ever since that day.I grabbed my notepad and made my way to table 14 while putting on one of my fakest smile."Hi my name is Faith and I'll be your waitress today, are you ready to order?" I said to them. They wore experience suits and looks like that they can have girls swoon over them.But someone is already better than them."Uh yeah, I would like to have the pancakes and some ice tea." One of them said."Alright, what about you sir?" I asked to the other one."I would like to have the American waffles with vanilla ice cream and chocolate milkshake." He said while smirking."Alright, I'll be back for your orders." I said, then I walked away. I gave the orders to Morty, the cook and owner of the diner."Looks like one of them have the likes of you." Morty pointed out. "Maybe you should talk to him." He said. I shook my head 'no'. "Why not? You're a gorgeous girl, everyone would've want to be with you." He asked."I'm just not in a mood for a relationship." I lied. I didn't want to date just because I'm not in the mood. I'm just scared that it can probably happen to me again.Or maybe you're still not over him.No. No way. Why would I be still be in love with someone who hurt me in every possible way."Faith. Faith." I was snapped out of my thoughts because of Morty calling me. "Your orders are done." He told me while setting all the food at the metal table.I grabbed a tray and bring all the foods to the table. "Here are your orders." I said while giving them the food. "Anything else?" I asked."No, I think that's all." The one that Morty said who have the likes of me smirked again.Soon the gentleman left. As I cleaned up their tables, I saw a $50 with a note. "Is that supposed to be my tip?" I thought to myselfWhen I looked at the note it said 'A nice tip for a beautiful girl. I would like to catch up some time. Here's my number: xxx-xxxxxx-xx'I ignored it, threw the paper away and put the $50 into my pocket. As I finished cleaning up, I went to the locker room to change my clothes, then I felt a tap on my shoulder.When I turned to look, I saw it was Landon. He's a university student, he works part-time here because his mother is sick and needed to pay both the bills and his tuition."Hey faith. Um I was wondering if you have the-" I took the paper out of my bag and gave it to him. "Oh thanks! You make the best cookies, my mom would love these." He said happily with a big smile."Your mom is lucky to have a son like you" I said. With that I left and bid my farewells to Morty and Amelia.It's been 3 years since I went here and my first time coming here wasn't happy or scary. It was more of a nightmare that will haunt me for the rest of my life.Amelia saw me at the streets because I was hurt. She took me to the hospital, when she found out I was new in Madrid. She convinced her Dad, Morty to give me a job at the diner and showed around Madrid.Morty and Amelia were nothing but nice to me. Morty and his wife build the diner when Amelia was a baby. Business was booming.But a tragedy happened. His wife suddenly died from a seizure and he was left all alone to run the diner. At age 15, Amelia helped him despite him not wanting Amelia to work because he wants a future for his daughter.In the mornings, I volunteer as a teacher at an orphanage to teach kids. I always love teaching and hoping to become a teacher. But after the accusations I was fired from key smart.I saw that it was getting dark and I quickened my pace. Soon my rundown apartment came into my view and I quickly went inside.I walked up the steps till the third floor since that's where I live. Then I heard a voice I thought I will never hear again."Ciao mio bambi" (Hi my bambi)******A/N1309 words. WTF?!Anyways in this story Andrew here is British/Italian. While Faith here is Swedish/American, she used to live in the USA but moved to London because her Father's job got transferred there.Don't forget to vote, if you have a suggestion leave a comment or PM meThank you ❤️*Third Person POV*Andrew paced back and forward in front of the single white door. The doctors are currently aiding her. It's been an hour since she hit her head on the table. An hour since Andrew told Faith that he knew that he caused the miscarriage.The guilt that formed 2 years ago in his heart, multiplied to god knows how many more. It has multiplied ever since last night when he found out about the miscarriage.“YOU!” He heard someone shout. Before he could see who it was, he felt a pair of hands shoved on his back with strong force, which resulted with him being on the floor. A presence towered over him and pulled him by the collar of his buttoned shirt. “Haven’t you done fucking enough!?” The person snapped.He looked up and saw a familiar angry blonde haired and blue-eyed man. Austin. He opened his mouth to speak but he was violently cutted off. Before Andrew could utter out a word, Austin raised his fist and swung it to his jaw. Andrew tried to speak but with Austin’s viole
Faith's POVI twisted and turned myself uncomfortably trying to find a comfortable position at my bed because the sunlight that is going through my window is making my headaches worse. These hangovers damnit.My hands instinctively wandered around and got a pillow near me. But instead of those fluffy and poofy pillows, my hand touched a soft and fluffy yet unruly hair.I opened my eyes but with the sunlight shining my eyes, I squinted my eyes to refrain any sunlight coming to my eyes and not get my headaches any more worse.I turned to the other side and opened my eyes a little. It was blurry and I couldn't see anything. I closed my eyes tight again and opened my eyes slowly.The blurriness slowly fades away. As the blurriness ran away, a familiar shirtless human was sleeping at my side of the bed. Oh no. Oh no no no!What happened last night? Why don't I have a memory of the night before. Please don't let this be what I think it is.I jolted up and looked at Andrew sleeping. Since he
A/NYou all are gonna hate me for this chapter 'It hurts when you leave a light on for nobody'-Graham Foust Faith POV"Andrew." I called out. He turned to look at me with horror slashed across his face. "What are you doing here?How did you find me?" I asked slurly."Well when I went to the hotel room, I was greeted by my bodyguard saying that my bedroom was a mess, you weren't in your room and that you ran away." He exclaimed. "But I must say that it was a good diversion you planned." He said sarcastically."Then why would you drag Alex when we were dancing? that's just you being insane and possessive." I said while laughing. The alcohol flowing around in my body is not doing any good to me since it pulls out the excitement that is inside my emotions.He stayed silent. He clenched his jaw and balled up his fists. "I was jealous ok." He admitted. "There I said it now let's go." He said while gently grabbing my hand and tried to pull me away from the dance Floor.I pulled his arm away
"I wish I were a little girl again, because skinned knees are easier to fix than broken heart." -Julia RobertsFaith POVI woke up feeling like shit. My body was sore. My face felt dry and my eyes was all crusty. I rubbed my eyes to adjust my vision.I went to the bathroom and took a look of myself at the mirror. Sure enough my face was a mess. My eyes were swollen red, the darkness in my eyelids gone much worst than before, my hair was an unruly mess and there were tear tracks streaming from my eyes to my cheeks.I turned on the faucet and splashed the cold water to my face. I took the towel from the towel rack to wipe my face.I got out of the bathroom and went infront of the doors. As I was about to open the door, I didn't need to push the handle.When I examined it, I realized that the lock was broken and the nails were missed.He must've broken it.I peeked my head out the door to see if anyone was there. To my relief, there was no one. Maybe he is still sleeping. Please let him
"I know my heart will never be the same, but I'm telling myself I'll be okay.” ― Sara EvansFaith's POVColdCold as the winter in AlaskaThat's all I felt in this dark and suspicious room. There was barely anything in this room. Not even a single window where the sunlight hit my face.The coldness pierced through my skin like an ice shard or a rose thorn.I felt weak, I could barely stand up. Every inch of my body hurts whenever I moved.I sat up despite it hurts when moving around. I felt something heavy in my abdomen. It felt like carrying a watermelon.A light cracked open and in come Andrew and an unknown man. When I looked closer to the unknown, he was the one who tried to rape me when I was in Madrid."Looks like you're awake." Andrew said. "Perfect timing." He said."Why?" I asked desperately. "Why did you put me here? What did I ever do to you?" I asked him and he glared."I've been faithful to you since day one Andrew. I never thought about hurting you because I love you. Yo
"I'm doing my best to stay positive because that's what gets me through the day"Faith's POVI stood there frozen.He knows.He knows.Those are the words that just keep repeating my mind.For all these years I kept this secret to everyone, not even Monty, Amelia or Aiden know about my miscarriage.Tears were beginning to form as the thought of that hurtful day. The day where I lost my little one."And not only that. Why didn't you tell me you have depression?" He asked another question.I looked down at my feet. I was to shocked and scared to even answer.But I gathered all the little courage I have to speak."How did you know?" I asked in the lowest voice.I managed to look up and his face went from soft to anger. He let go of my arm and stepped back."So you weren't planning on telling me!" He said in a raised voice.I don't know what came over. The anger suddenly fueled my body like a forest fire and as his words repeated, it's like adding fuel to the fire, making it worst.I slap