Todos os capítulos de Some Other Lifetimes : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Amir had gone early for work so I was left alone internalizing the silence of our home. A thought popped up in my head the hot chic whose eyes intimidate me and her sultry voice that brings shivers on my spine and creeps into my stomach lurching out of the unknown and whenever our skin touches, a bolt of electric currents travels in every depth of my being. I never thought that I could be feeling this way. It’s been 2 weeks since she filed a leave and it has been 3 days since we stopped communicating with each other. I would not deny the sense of connectivity that I built with her. She is older than I am and I only know a few things about her but still, I have this feeling of attachment and inexplicably raging emotions when she is near. I’m going crazy! I screamed with frustration, stridden to open the door as the doorbell rang. I hurriedly went to open it and a delivery man was standing on our porch.“Good morning! Delivery for Miss Jones." a delivery man beamed happily as he is h

I painstakingly suppressing not to burst out my stupid emotions during my morning classes. It was a good thing that Mira was not around cause' that woman has grown fond of me. I cannot tell her that her cousin is bugging and I want them both to leave me alone. And of course, I can't discuss the thing that's going on between me and Mrs. Faustini. She'll surely freak out. I was pulled out of my thoughts when Amir called me outside my door. “Asmara someone is here to see you.” I hear the footsteps barging into my room without even knocking. “How many times will I tell you to not go inside my room uninvited.” I was covering my face with my pillow the whole time. “Well, I know you would not be inviting me inside.” I stop from whatever profanities you that I was about to yell when I realized it was not my brother whom I am sharing the same room air with me right now. “What are doing here? You’re just wasting your time! Go away.” I will not listen to her bullshits anymore. “Please talk

We bid each other goodbye it was somehow soothing to finally had the courage to tell her my gratitude, and at the same time, I'm kinda missing her playful child-like attitude. I decided to go for a walk since it is still early to go home, I have also resigned from my part-time job at the grocery store. My phone rang and I fished it in my coat showing Katherine’s name on the screen. I can't suppress the smile on my face. “Hey lovely why are you walking in this cold weather?” I smiled and looked around I saw the lady who makes my heart leap peeking in her car’s window, still talking to me on the line. I turned off the call and walk-in her direction excitedly. She opened her door and I climbed inside. She leaned forward and kissed me swiftly on my lips.“You missed me that much huh” I teased and return her kisses.“Of course who would not miss an angel”, she focused on driving.“Where are we heading to?” I asked curiously. “Uh. It is a surprise dear,” she winked at me.“Okay just driv

Katherine's POV “Hey, Katherine aren’t you gonna come with us? It's been a long since you know.” Jadah wiggled her eyebrows at me. She strode to the door I thought she won't babble anymore “ Come on sugar pie it will be fun," she added. I just continued putting on my mascara not even looking at her. I want her to leave anyway. I know what she was talking about, the fun and whatnot I shake my head. Well her other friends are member of a sorority gang so she's acting like a big jerk to everyone and you will be wondering why she's asking me like we are kinda friends? Well I was having a bad day that time and she and her friends were smoking outside the campus waiting for someone they could trip on but Jadah saw me I thought I will be their next victim but I was wrong, she remembered my face because we are classmates in Algebra which she totally sucks our professor even insulted her in our last exam but she like didn’t care at all. I was so damn scared when they called me, who woul

I despise flying, I guess I am one of those people who's suffering from a certain phobia they called Acrophobia, I just don’t know why. I can’t remember falling or being thrown away from a plane for me to have this horrifying thing of flying. A lot of people enjoy the sight of high towers that are almost touching the feather-like clouds and the chaotic view underneath just like this woman sitting beside me elegantly taking a sip on her glass of champagne. Katherine was persistent to take me to his grandfather's homeland, which is in Russia. I never peg her to have Russian blood, and now she is telling me she was born and raised there. "Are you still in awe that I am partly Russian?" She asked and held my hand. I shivered but I pretend really hard not to be affected by her scent made me lose my mind I was like in a raging tornado spinning and deliriously craving to be touched. I shake my head and sighed heavily. "Yeah, sort of?" I faked a chuckle because I'm really scared to be fly