THE SHOW

Chapter 5: The Promise

****BE WARNED: THERE ARE SCENES WHICH ARE DEEMED RESTRICTED.

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“In the first place, you shouldn't believe in promises.

The world is full of them: promises of riches, of eternal salvation, of infinite love.

Some people think they can promise anything,

Others accept whatever seems to guarantee better days ahead, as,

I suspect, is your case.

Those who make promises they don't keep end up powerless

And frustrated, and exactly the same fate awaits those who believe those promises.” 

― Paulo Coelho, The Devil and Miss Prym

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Chapter: 5: Promises

Copious periods I convey to myself not to clasp high faiths;

that he himself will not vacillate on the eloquent wordings as he utters his sweet promises of never to do it.

They say that a man’s kept promise is a measure of a man’s worth;

so how can someone believe of a promise of forever if by the littlest things he falters?

Love is a stupid thing to rely on…

It makes one weak,

To not see reason beyond what is already in lay in front of thy eyes.

Blinded by passion, by hope that the person who thy maiden chose will hither and be able to prove the rest of us mere spectators wrong.

That the “man” the innocent woman chose will change,

that he will retain his promise and prove his undying devotion once and for all.

How many times can one hold on?

How many times can one little heart break?

 I am weary, I am but numb.

I chose to hide myself, inside this façade.

The little old me has been hidden in the depth of my heart.

They say hell has no fury with a woman scorn.

‘Tis statement holds true in my own experience.

 No words as sweet as tempting that rolls in ones tongue, however gorgeous may you be, you will not have my heart.

Since the heart that once beats to love, only thumps to exact what is oh a sweet revenge.

(by Vanity_rose)

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Two hours earlier:

JAKE’S POV

I was caressing her face with my hands, slowly grazing the side of my hands in her face; this goddess was made for me, to have and to hold forever.

I know I have hurt my princess like no other, but I will make it up to her in every way possible.

I have searched for her  high and low, and I didn’t even know what made me possess to do it.

But now it all made sense, the feelings of despair, those sleepless nights it’s all because she is MINE…

She scrunched up her face as if confused on what is going on inside my head.