Feelings
1535 Words
I was fidgeting and dying to come out of this car. But this f*****g drive to his house was making me anxious. When he showed up in front of my door, I know he won't do anything well. And I was right when he asked me to leave my apartment and ordered me to live with him.
It's already thirty minutes since we left the apartment, but we were still here in the middle of the road halfway to his house.
“Do you wanted to get off?” he frowning when he turned to me.
“Can I?” I take his joke seriously. Coz it’s killing me to stay in one place with him. Ever since that day, he became so straightforward yet cold. And it’s driving me crazy.
He's adding up to this crazy mind of mine. I'm not sure how I will act in front of him when he was with me, and now he even asked me to stay with him. I can imagine how I will end up after this so-called marriage end.
He makes me feel like it’s my fault that he and Martina can’t be together because of me. That I was a big hindrance to their love affair, that f*****g b***h who doesn't even know how to comb her hair properly.
“Where are we going?” I asked when he turns the car on 7th Avenue and stops at a Mediterranean diner.
“I’m famished. Let’s grab a bite first.” Huh! All I want is to get away from him. But now he even wanted us to eat.
Oh, God!
Patience, please.
I followed him inside the diner. When I enter the diner, I saw him comfortably sitting on the corner while talking to some girl. I smirked and walked straight to where he is. The girl we’re about to hold his arms, but before a filthy hand touches my husband… I blocked it.
“You’re taking orders. Do your job; I’ll do mine as his wife.” I glared at her.
But the man beside me is just sitting there as of is enjoying the view.
“You look fierce, ” he looks amazed at what I did. I only did what I need to do. Besides, I have all the right coz I was his f*****g wife. If only I can announce it so no one will take advantage of him, I'll do that.
“I can do better than if someone stole what’s mine.” I frowned when I saw him shook his head.
A moment later, our orders came, but the girl who's taking our orders a while ago, we’re nowhere to be seen. We were eating peacefully when someone dragged the chair beside Damon, and instantly I lost my appetite. She smirked when she glanced at me. I rolled my eyes at her and put down my cutlery.
I was waiting for him to ask her to leave, but he didn’t.
That's why he chooses to eat here coz someone is waiting for him. Good for them, they can enjoy each other’s company. And before I lost my patience and I stood up and leave. I even heard him called my name, but it's just that nothing more.
I don’t want to stop him from doing what he wants. If he wants to spend time with her, then be it. It was just too exhausting, bickering over the thing I don’t have control over.
In the middle of the afternoon, I was walking on the side street on 7th Avenue. I called a taxi and looked back if he followed me, but the brute doesn’t even bother to do that. I rode in the taxi and gave him the address of Gia's place. I need a place where I can be whoever I wanted to be and do what I wanted to do.
He was calling me non-stop, so I decided to turn off my phone. When I arrived at Gia's place, the b***h was dancing like a f*****g bar girl. And to think that her background music we’re like a Korean something. What do they call that? Kpop, I guess.
They sound good but actually, I don’t understand even a thing on the song.
“Waeyo? (Why)
“Eh? English, please... English only.” I answered coz I don’t understand her.
She just laughed and gave me a can of beer. I take off my top and bottom so I can move comfortably. I was only wearing a big shirt that Gia's pass me and underwear under my shirt. We're comfortable dressing like this when we’re at home. So I was thinking about how I would put up on Damon's house if I moved there.
“Where's your jerk, husband?” she hates Damon, and I don’t know why. I asked her before, but she just shrugged off her shoulders.
“Do you want to go out? Let’s get wasted.”
“No..no. Don’t start me with that let's get wasted thing. The last time I did that, I woke up on someone else’s bed. Worst of all, I end up marrying that f*****g Demon.” I complained.
“I ask you to drink, not to sleep with him. Oh go, I remember something.” She said and played the tv.
I was busy eating the pizza she ordered when someone familiar popped up on the screen.
It was a photo of Damon and Martina talking at the diner where I left them. It says that they were having a good time catching up on each other's life. Our married were still secret to the public.
Gia made me busy with her cactus and succulent training. I emptied my mind from the thoughts of Damon that keep on stressing me lately.
A secretary or a wife, Damon has never been good either.
“Can you turn on your phone?” I look at her, clueless.
“Why?”
“Coz your husband kept calling me.” She said and showed me her phone.
Fifty missed calls were registered on Damon’s number.
“Why does he calls you?”
“Maybe your phone was off. Duh, girl, common sense.”
“No, I mean, if he's worried about me, I can take care of myself. Just let him be. I wanted to get away from him even for a day.” I said and drunk all the beer in front of me. We continued drinking coz; this makes us feel less miserable.
Maybe I need a drink and forget about him. His photo with Martina keeps coming back to me. I can’t help but feel irritated, knowing how he smiles at her while having lunch.
Does he need to slap that on my face?
God, this is bad!
I don’t particularly appreciate where this is going.
I can’t afford another heartbreak.
He already broke my hymen. Now his opening the door to my heart. I need to guard my heart now better than before.
“Why are you worried you might fall for him?” she asked and moved beside me as if I was going to say something interesting.
“What if I am? Can I avoid it? Can I stop this feeling inside of me that’s starting to bloom?” she sadly smiled and hugged me.
“We can’t avoid something that is bound to happen. We’ll delay the processed nut. It's still there waiting for its chance.”
I pulled away from her and looked at her when I heard her sobbed.
“Why are you crying? Is that for me? Oh, god, I’m sorry.”
I hugged Gia as she cried on my shoulder. I can’t help but cry too. She’s making me cry, for heaven’s sake.
“Why the hell are you crying?”
“Coz your crying?”
And we both laughed while crying.
We both got drunk and wasted while crying and laughing at each other. I don’t know what time we fall asleep, but someone's poking me, and it's already daylight when I woke up.
“What the hell, Galatia. Stop poking me.” I hissed as I cover my face.
“Sweetie, I’m not Gia.” I blinked a few times before I realized who’s voice is that.
I quickly get up and saw Damon’s dark face looking at me.
“Why the hell are you here?”
“Why am I not allowed to be here?” I frowned when I saw Fino sitting on the couch with Gia on his lap.
“Yeah. This was not your house. Anyway, I’ll send my resignation later." I told him and put both hands on my hip.
“Oh, someone's initiating a fight.” I rolled my eyes at Fino.
“Really? Do you think I’ll just let you leave my company? In your dreams Hiyasmin Jade. You’ll be forever tied on my company and me.”
“Argh… You son of a Demon.” I squealed.
But Damon just smirked and held my hips and pulled me near him. I gasped and nearly dropped my heart when I smell his scent.
I was trying to get away from him, but he's too strong.
This is not good…
This is not good for my heart.
I can feel his heartbeat, and I can feel my heart will explode at any moment in so many emotions.
He's making me feel things I’ve never felt before…
No, actually, I did. But this time, it’s too much to bear.
- Writer
