Mi Pasado Y Mi Presente Novels & Stories

I teased him smiling. “Why do I have a feeling that you are shifting there more because of the work you can do instead of for me?” he asked whispering over my lips. “You never know!” I whispered back and pressed my lips to his. His past is something that pained him and others and he is trying in present to be happy and keep others happy. I hope I can be a support for him in achieving that along with making our future a place where we can hold on to each other during painful and happy times.

She turned her head away awkwardly while mumbling, "What wind chime? I think you're saying that my humming was out of tune in a roundabout way…" "You still sound great even if you're out of tune," Adrian replied dotingly. "Now that's music to my ears!" Stephanie beamed in response. Truthfully speaking, she thought her mood would be spoiled when she saw Tyler tonight. Surprisingly enough, she was in high spirits right now. Maybe it was because Adrian had been with her, be it earlier or right now. Facing her past did ruin her mood one way or another, but at the end of the day, the past was already in the past. What she needed to do was enjoy the present.

I laughed at myself. How ridiculous! I abandoned everything for him. And yet, not only had he moved on, but he was now standing in front of everyone, mocking my sincerity, too. I nodded at this. Zeke was right. I had no home anymore. First, my grandmother had given me a home. Then, it was Zeke. But now, both of them were gone. As despair settled over me, Zeke pressed a few buttons on his phone, deleting my contact information along with every trace of our past.

I was saying and I almost got caught up in the past. “You have told me severally!” Smith exclaimed. “If you continue like this, I might hate that other man and wish to kill him. I want to be the only man in your history.” “I know, but it’s too late already…” I said slowly. Smith held me and made me face him. “Your past is your past but it’s all gone down the drain. I am your present and I will be your future. Focus on me and answer the question…” Smith held me. This instantly cleared my head.

He managed a chuckle. "Look at me." I said again. My hands remain glued to his face. He bent his head and showed me a glimpse of his sorrow. "The pain doesn't go away. It stays there until our path crosses with a person who'll help us forget them for good. When I found you, I saw in you my father and mother. You were the balm to my injury. Being with you has taught me to let go. They're the past I cannot change. But you're my present and future; the only variable in my life that'll reman constant."

At whatever was happening behind his eyes in the space where the past and the present had just arrived at exactly the same moment and were occupying the same place simultaneously. Both of them real. Both of them his. I sat very still and I let him have the moment. However long it needed.

“Yes! And I guess it's time you should also get to know her. Let's go, it is time for my present to meet my past and vice versa!” __________

In this moment I became life and death. End of flashback.

"Thank you." I couldn't help but pinch her cheek. "What if I take you somewhere in this house? Would you like that?" "I'd love it if you did. But are you okay? I mean, what if it makes you even sadder?" "Not anymore. I think you're right, Quinny. The past should be left in the past and just be a memory. Now I'm living in the present, and that's what's more important." Quinn tapped my nose. "You're growing up fast."

present day I stood silently in front of the full-length mirror, my eyes fixed on the faint scar etched across my abdomen. The pale line, a constant reminder of the accident that forever altered my life, glinted softly in the morning light. My fingertips hovered over it, tracing its length as unbidden memories surged to the surface.