I once watched this movie. We were asked to make a reflection out of it. It’s a fictional cartoon story where the young girl is going through something in life while her five different emotions are trying to solve it all for her.I sighed heavily contemplating it. When the girl had been left but only the three emotions, losing Joy and Sadness. I’ve fallen into deep thoughts. In life, we’ve always come to that point when we feel like happiness has left us already, and you are left with almost nothing. Emptiness. Disgust, anger, fear. Those three emotions who control us and act as our defense mechanism. They are allies and it’s agonizing.When a person is left with these three, it can all just cause a huge collateral damage. You’ll just end up hurting people around you, because you were too focused to defend yourself from all the hurt that you’re getting. And that’s saddening.”Who are you?” Angelo asked me after our long silence.I gritted my teeth. “Shoul

I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting there without any movement. My mind is in chaos. I’m alone now but my eyes can still see Elijah’s eyes that’s full of hurt asking me questions a while ago.  Where did he go wrong? I don’t know. The only thing I know is that I’m the one who’s feeling wrong here. Even though he’s not here, I feel like I should leave because of too much embarrassment and guilt. I palmed my face after a long time. I look at the table that’s served with untouched food. The whole place that’s filled with roses and candles. I felt the guilt dripping in me. He could have done this with the right person, not to me. Out of energy, I came to my room and laid down with no emotion. You know that feeling in your life when you’re stuck between choosing good and bad. As much as I wanted to run away, I couldn’t possibly do that. From what happened a while

I stared at him and he did the same. He didn’t say anything for seconds and just settled to look at my eyes. I smiled and furrowed my brows trying to get his attention. He removed his gaze harshly again. I sighed. ”That’s it. You’re just guilty, Emma.” He’s right. But I don’t think I will be here if the guilt is the only one that’s reigning inside my head. ”I am.” He side eyed me. I tried to hide my smile because of how cute he is, sulking like a kid. ”See? I won’t go home. I’ll stay in some of the Anderson’s.”That’s when I snapped. One of his hotels? Is he really this mad that he’ll not go home? ”Ej,” I whined. ”Stop calling me that. That won’t work.” I held his arms and I felt him stiffened. Darn, I’m des

Fuck this guilty pleasure. I’m here, acting like a complete thirsty woman who begs for his kisses and touch without actually saying it. By my actions, it seems like I’m initiating it all.I can feel our body heating up. My hands couldn’t find whatever it was looking for. My naughty hands just managed to grasp his hair because of too much tension going on.”Please,”I’m not sure if that’s  supposed to be a moan or a pleading. He’s drunk, I know. But he’s acting sane while I was the one who’s acting more drunk than him.I reached for my cardigan and tried to remove it from my body without breaking our kiss. When I was half way there I felt him stop. I opened my eyes and stared at him confusedly while he rested his forehead into mine.”W-why…” I couldn’t continue.He’s panting heavily. He touched my cardigan and fixed it properly. My brows raised to that.”This is not it- This is…” He shook his head while rubbing my shoulders and ar

We celebrated his birthday after that. We went into a fancy restaurant and had our dinner. The mall is different from the mall we went to last time. The people are less and the surroundings are kind of calm and serene. I’m way more comfortable with this mall. Until Elijah told me that it’s not a mall. It’s a resort and casino.But why does it look like a mall, though? At least, I know now.Days flew like a whirlwind. I didn’t realize that the days with him became weeks and months. It’s great. He made me feel different. Like I’m special - something I never experienced before.”Holy shit-”I continued pumping myself on top of him. His palm is molding my breasts like a toy. I’m looking down on him and just by seeing his pleased face, I’m so thrilled.He just got home from work. We don’t do this often. I don’t know what triggered us to do this. The last thing I