Choosing Theo 소설 & 이야기

I note, why is he bothering to help him? “I don’t like James because he’s a snob, I don’t hate Milo that much anymore, and you like him,” he says. “That’s not an explanation,” I say confused. “You love Milo, and Milo likes this James person, and since you’re the only person I like and want to make happy, it means making Milo happy and to make that idiot happy, we have to save that jerk,” Theo explains to me. “How noble of you,” I say looking at Theo unbelieving his logic.

He mouthed ' I'm sorry ' to me but my mum has already overheard his voice. " Is that the guy who had make you cry? " She asked but I shook my head in the negative. Instead I said. " He's my boyfriend mum. His name is Theo, Theodore Ductal. Everyone call him TD. He is uh..." I look up to Theo and continues. " He is tall and handsome. We met in class and afterwards in the library. He is a good young man. He is the king of FFC. So intelligent and bright. He tops all positions. Too good at everything. He pays me attention regularly but no that the competition is few days away he prefer reading too much than attending to me "

Kim jerked off his hands and pushed him away, “But she doesn’t love you. I do.” Theo put his hands in his pocket and smiled. “Kim, it doesn’t matter that she doesn’t love me. I love her. And I will always love her. When I fell for her, there was no promise made that she will feel the same. These are my feelings. I have complete rights over them. I can feel what I want. And I feel butterflies when I see her. I feel hot, and I want to lie my head in her lap, watching her talk. It’s not my teenage hormones we are talking about. It’s me, and my heart, and I will never regret falling for her. I will never regret choosing her. I am sorry, if it hurts you, but I don’t want or need your forgiveness.

Theo. Where do you want to study?” At her question, Theo went and sat beside her, looking at the screen of her laptop. Those were lists of schools where he could study kindergarten. Even before Theo could understand things, Eve had always let him choose things in his life. And just like today, she was letting him pick at what school he’ll study. Although he’s just still five, Theo could already read and understand a lot of words. Though he knew far more than what Eve was aware of.

Chapman Senior rolled his eyes and shot back, "I may be old, but I'm neither deaf nor blind. Do you really think I'd get something this important wrong?" "Mr. Chapman Senior was very clear. Beatrice chose Nathaniel as her fiancé," Isaac added. George cut him off. "No, that can't be right. There must have been some mix-up!" He then turned to me, desperation in his eyes. "Bea, this is a mistake, right? You picked me, but Grandpa must have misheard." "I chose Nate," I answered with a cold smile. Nathaniel's head snapped up at the way I addressed him, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"I asked the other kids. They said that when parents get divorced, we're allowed to choose. We can choose who we want to live with." He looked at her with wide eyes, full of fragile hope. "I choose you." Sharon lowered her gaze. "What about Kelly? If you choose me, you won't be able to see her very often anymore." Theo clearly hadn't thought that far ahead. He froze, caught off guard. He didn't answer. Maybe he didn't know how to. He wanted to be with his mom. But he didn't want to lose Kelly either. Even if his mom hated her, Kelly had always been kind to him. She'd even risked her life to save him.

Then a cold laugh. "Since when are you so obedient, Grace?" "Weren't you the one who used to cling to me like your life depended on it?" "Since you're being so compliant — how about you leave the city? Get out of my life. Stop coming between me and Lilith. Can you manage that?" I was locked into the game, eyes glued to the screen. It took a moment for his words to register. His mocking voice cut through. "What, nothing to say?" "You think I don't know your little tricks by now?"

I still wanted him to knock on my door and tell me it was going to be okay, still wanted to believe that whatever Valerie was, whatever Marc wanted, Theo would choose me. But I was beginning to understand that people like Theo don't choose love. They choose survival and I was nobody.

We do it. We do it simply, in the new communal space with the twenty chairs and the compound morning and the people who came through gates and windows and dark highways and federal parking structures and Geneva doorsteps and farmhouse kitchens, all of them here, all of them choosing to be here, all of them holding what they chose. After, Théo approaches me. He has the green notebook open to the page with the one sentence. Beside the sentence, he has written something new. He shows me. Day one of the continuing choosing.

“Choose!” “It’s Klevon!” I blurt out. Besides, if I am with him, he can control himself! With Theo, no matter how much I want to be with him, I am very sure we will be in the depths of our pleasure until morning, it’s better to escape that! Theo’s grip loosens on my arm. I peer into his eyes and I instantly regretted what I said. I should have not chosen anyone! His shoulders are drooping and he is breathing heavily. Worse, he looks at me as if I have just betrayed him.