CHAPTER 3 - LONGING BEYOND
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I watched the crazy guy laying quietly on the bed, he nearly traumatized me the day before. His flirtations.
I hurried to the bathroom, my class was in an hour.
As soon as I was done preparing.
I picked up my school bag and notebook ready to depart. His hoarse voice roared. "Wait, I drop you at school."
I stared at him surprised. "Why would you do that?" I questioned not understanding why he was suddenly nice.
"I have some business in your school area... so dropping you wouldn't be a bad idea." he said, dressing up, but I couldn't afford his favor.
I rejected his help immediately but that provoked him. "You don't get to say No to me." he said and picked up his keys.
I had no choice but to comply. He put on his helmet and gave me one.
I held onto his waist and we drove off.
In 5 minutes, we arrived.
He drove off not even giving me the chance to say a thank you.
I didn't overnight it, he was an ass hole. I didn't want anything more to do with him, but was that possible? I wondered what his mission in my life was about.
I walked into the hall.
After school, I arrived home just like usual. He wasn't around.
There was peace and quiet just the way I loved it, no interference, no Jude. Just me and me alone.
I couldn't help but wonder how good my life could have been without him, but I still couldn't imagine living without him.
I feared him but he gave me a sense of security.
I sat down there watching the TV, hoping for his return but Jude never returned.
The day passes by then another day. It was a week.
I still hoped and waited for his return. But Jude never came back.
I was already used to living with him, "A stranger I grew fond of."
My life continued as usual but it was never the same.
Even when working on the street I hoped to see his face, at times I hoped the scene where we met could happen again.
It's crazy right? but I couldn't help it. He left with a part of me. I missed him, his presence and his constant teasing.
My life continued just like that, only Gracias no more Jude or a strange suspicious man.
Going through my books I saw a drawing.
A picture of me. A smile creased my face. "He drew this?" I asked but no one was there to answer me.
It bothered me, I couldn't hear from. I hoped he was still alive so we could meet another day.
I spent most of my day drawing and writing to him, letters that were never sent.
Only I knew the content, I filled them with memories and events that might seem silly but they were what made us.
Days passed, weeks passed and months, Jude didn't return.
I guessed it was over. It pained me that I could never see his dangerous handsome face.
If there was ever a chance to meet again, I hope to have a taste of his lips. I don't know but I wanted to kiss his lips, it looks so good. Even if I had to steal it. I wanted it.
I was gradually forgetting what my days without Jude was like, even the tiniest moment alone felt suffocating.
He was really dangerous for me. I needed to forget him.
Lucy noticed my change in moods and speeches, she assumed I was in love but if I told her the story of how I met Jude, and what he was like. She absolutely will help look for solutions to forget him.
I didn't tell her I refused to tell her.
I walked back that day.
At the alley, I him. "Jude?" I called and he turned his back. It wasn't Jude but who was he? Jude never smiled like that. Then who was he?
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