The Silent Guy's Revenge

Revenge 1

Three months earlier...

Having a sweet boyfriend was like you already had the best man in the world. Have you ever felt to be loved by someone you love? It's like I am always on cloud nine whenever I am with someone I love. This guy was at my behind, circling his arms around my waist, and making me feel like I'm the life that continues to let him live. I love the way he loves me and how the way makes me happy.

I want us to stay together and forever. I hope forever does exist. I've been wishing that 'forever’ does exist. But I think that 'forever' is just a word. But I know to myself that Dylan and I can be together forever. He loves me. I love him. We do love each other. For me, this is perfect. I feel like there's nothing that can keep us apart. I want us to stay that way. Being in love with each other and supporting one another.

I know that not all relationships are perfect. Sometimes, a relationship got so complicated that it ended up breaking apart. I hope it will never happen to us. I love him very much and I am ready to sacrifice my life just for him. I am also ready to protect him just as the way he protects me with all his might.

I stared at the starry sky. It's nice to seek the sky tonight most especially if you have a guy who is wrapping his arms over my waist. It's breathtaking. I mentally giggled. "Dylan, tell me about your dreams for your future. You haven't told me." I divulged and caressed his arm that was hugging my waist. We've been in our relationship for five months and he hasn't told me what his plans are for the near future. That was catching my attention.

I felt his lips planting on my nape. I always felt shivered whenever he did that to me. But at the same time, I love when Dylan plants a kiss on my nape. "My dream? I don't want to tell. Why? Does it bother you?" he whispered right in my ear.

I nudged him in his tummy by using my elbow. See, he doesn't want to tell me. He is so irritating. "You know, you're so annoying. Do you realize that?" But deep inside, I am not very annoyed with him. I can't resist my silent guy if ever he started coaxing me. He knows how to make me feel giddy at him.

He chuckled a little. "But you still love me, am I right?" I couldn't help but draw a smile on my face. I'm starting to hoity-toity.

I gave out an annoyed huff. "Why can't you tell me? I just want to know what your dreams are. Don't you have one? I just want to know the future you want to be." I know that I sounded sulking or rather annoyed but yes, I am getting annoyed at him. Is it hard to answer what his future is? Is he hiding something that I know?

I heard his muffled chuckle as he put his lips on my shoulder blade. "Okay. Okay. Don't sulk now, Ms. Dela Cruz. If you insist, then I'll tell you what it is." My irritation suddenly disappeared as he said it. I listened to him very carefully. "My dream is I want to be with you. I want to spend my life with you someday. I want to prepare myself if I think one day that I want to propose to you. I want to be a good and idolize father to our future kids someday. I want to be your man forever and ever. I know that you're not ready to commit yourself to marriage and I respect your decision. I respect it because I love you and I am willing to sacrifice all and I am willing to wait for you..." he paused and looked at me lovingly. "Is that okay now, my Freya?"

I caught my breath and inhaled. My tears started to pool my eyes. I can't explain what I am feeling right now after he confessed those words. This was so unexpected. I didn't know that his future is the future for the two of us. Oh my god! His words overwhelmed me so much. That's why I couldn't help myself to sob because this brought me so much happiness in my heart. I just can neither stop nor cease it. It was automatic.

Dylan turned me around to face him. I saw a worried expression on his handsome, gorgeous, and breathtaking face. "Why are you crying, Free? Did I say the wrong sentences only to make you cry?" He put his hands on my shoulders and checked my face. "Did I hurt you?" Now he hugged me. "I'm sorry if I did something that made you feel I did something wrong, Free." He hugged me so tight like he was protecting me from something or someone.

I want to laugh at what he is doing right now. He didn't hurt me for me to cry like that. I cried because of his future. I cried because of joy and happiness. I love his future. I am included in his future. "Dy, that's not what I'm crying for," I sobbed.

He freed me from his crushed-bone hug. He looked at me and wiped my tears. There's still the worried expression from his handsome face. I don't think I can erase it. How cute it is! "Then what is it? Why are you crying, huh? You're making me worried. Tell me, are you feeling in pain or what?"

I shook my head as an answer and gave him my embrace. I hid my face in his hard chest. "I don't feel pain or what, Dy. I cried because I love what your future is for us. It overwhelms me," I said truthfully. There. I told him now what I am crying for. I don't want him to think of some women's algorithms for me to be deciphered. I just want him to know that there's nothing to worry about.

I felt his hand circling again in my waist as he kissed my hair. "Uhm... Okay. I thought I did something wrong or you're feeling hurt." I grinned sheepishly at him. He then cupped my face. "Listen to me, Free. I won't promise that I'll do it as soon as possible. I don't want to leave a patch of promise. Promises are meant to be broken and I don't want to do it. I don't want to hurt you, Freya. I want to do my plans at the right time and in the right place. For now, I know it isn't the right thing to do it. I could wait as long as we will not break apart. I hope that's not going to happen. I am so obsessed with you, Freya Dela Cruz. I hope you don't mind."

I laughed and glanced up to look at his chocolate brown eyes that I used to stare at. I raised my hand and landed it on his cheek. He stared at me intently and smiled. I returned and smiled back. "I know how much you are obsessed with me, Dylan Smith. Possessive and territorial when it comes to me, huh. Hmph! You think I didn't know about that, handsome?" I said, chuckling.

He pecked my lips. My graciousness... His lips are so sweet to kiss. Dylan chuckled. "The reason is that I want all your attention on me. Only me. Not others and not strangers." I rolled my eyes. Here comes his possessive, monstrous side.

I changed the topic. "So, how's Paris? Do you have any lead as to where she is?" Oops, wrong move, Freya. You shouldn't have asked it. Bonehead!

I saw how his smiley eyes turned to downcast. Oh my, you made a very wrong move, Freya. Bonehead! You're such a bonehead! I know what happened to his sister, Paris. I was so sad that I couldn't see my sweet, loving sister-in-law. I like being with her. She was even beautiful when her wedding was held. Her husband is handsome. But my Dylan is much more handsome than him. He is the love of my life and no one should defy me because I am the witness from this beholding. I chuckled mentally from my silliness. Freya. Freya, you're a silly woman of this century.

"Dylan..." I whispered his name as I saw him, teary-eyed. He is so sad about what happened to his sister. I shouldn't ask. I already know what his answer is. I should've been more sensitive than ever. Sometimes I am an i***t.

He looked at me and gave me a half-smile. "It's okay, Freya. Don't mind me." Then he was about to walk away from me when I pulled him back and I kissed him.

I gave our face a distance so I could look at him in his eyes. "Don't go. I told you that I am always here for you, haven't I?"

Dylan fell silent and nodded after a moment. I opened my arms when he sought a hug from me. I could feel how sad he was and how he regretted everything. He shouldn't feel this way. He should stay stronger than he ever was. I'm sure Paris will come back soon. They just have to wait.

And I will do anything I can to help him and ease his sadness. I am here with him. I am here for his sad times and good times. We will stick together and work things out. Because I love Dylan so much... I couldn't afford to lose him in my life.