Getting overly uncomfortable at how he fixed his eyes on mine, I turned away from looking at him, lowering my head to stare at nothing specific. Unexpectedly, he moved a little closer, which made me cling to the door. Why was I being so uncomfortable suddenly?  "What have you come here for?" He finally spoke.  I sighed anxiously, "I— I want to speak to you," and stuttered.  Uninformed, he played his index finger to my face, and gently raised my jaw to face him. "Why averting from looking at me?" He huffed. "Is someone feeling guilty here?" "I have to speak to you first. I think you should at least give me a chance to explain myself," I spoke straight.  He removed his finger from my jaw, and shrugged. "That statement is something so familiar. Everyone has always asked me for a chance. So I expect such." "But you're getting it all wron

Jill—— "You've got to be decisive. What's wrong with you?" Shanice scolded, sounding so worried.  "I don't know," I told her, and sat on the empty space beside her on the couch. "I've been thinking about what to do for a while now. Nothing just seems to be working. Can you seriously blame me?" "But it's your decision to make." She frowned a little, and tapped my arm. "I seriously hate the way you're stagnant. And to worsen it all, Jace isn't seeming like he's ready to change his mind. Maybe you should just let go." I sighed, and moved closer to her, wrinkling my face to express my dilemma. "It's so hard babe. I don't know how it happened, but I feel like I'm too used to him. I don't know how to get rid of this love. I even feel stupid because of it." "So what do you want to do?" She worried more. "I just hate how things a

Silence everywhere, all mourning. No one spoke except the priest who was saying some things I wasn't sure I understood, probably because my ears turned deaf. Whimpers could be heard, and nothing but sorrow was moving around the graveyard.  I stared at how my friend's casket was being dug into the ground. It still felt so unreal. Believing the reality was something my heart just couldn't take. Not just yet. Beth? Dead? Unable to get my eyes off it, I zoomed into thinking about the times we used to be together. If I knew she would end up dying at such a young age, I wouldn't have complained about her in any way. I would have tolerated every of her behavior, with a smile plastering around my face. I would have been more close to her. I would have listened to her when she begged me to. It was all my fault.  "Right now," I heard the priest say. "An older sibling of the young lady will come forth

Shanice———— "Gosh babe, I've never been happier. I mean, I can't believe I was deflowered by him. I'm so shy right now," Jill stated over the phone, sounding so excited. "Good for you." I sighed, and dropped on a couch in my living room. "Like, I'm so glad that you aren't stagnant anymore. I feel good now." "Thanks babe!" She squealed, and gasped for some reason. "And jeez, he is so hot. I had to beg him to stop dwelling into me. He made my first time so memorable." I chuckled at what she said. "You're so funny, lady. But I can't blame you. You're new to this." "Whatever," she groaned playfully, and sighed. "I guess this is the new life I was speaking of." "Yes. And...Ash!" My words got stuck in my throat, a strange pain in my abdomen attacked me again. What was the meaning of this? "Shanice?" Jill called,

Staring at him, my pain worsened; both my emotional and physical pain. For a second time, I saw worry around his face. He looked worried and sorry. Why was that? Unable to stare at my agony any longer, I turned from looking at him, and stared at nothing specific. "What are you doing here?" I asked a straight question, trying as much as possible to hold my tears.  "We need to talk," he replied, not taking a chance to hesitate on whether to speak or not.  I scoffed, and turned to him. "About what?"  "Shanice." He sighed hard, shut his eyes, and returned to staring at me like the idiot he was. "Jill told me about our child. Please, for its sake, can you try to hear me out?" "Wow." I fixed my arms on my chest, and smiled although I didn't feel like it. "So you can call it our child? Seriously? The guy who abandoned his lover has now come back?"