Someone help me!!
No!! Jesus help me and Send someone.
A witch will work.
'Bonnie come to me please...'
'Arghh!!'
Is there someone in this Universe who can delete some memories or even change them?
I need that person, please someone come and help my poor soul.
It's been two days since that day and Everyone just can't stop teasing me.
It's like I dig my own grave after explaining that Newton's first or third whatever, damn law.
Right now, I'm standing out of Dominos because the second wish of that Idiot is to treat him Margherita and Pepperoni Pizza.
I mean, Why when he is fully capable of owning anything.
What's the use of being a Billionaire?
Hah?
What's the use of Knight as your last name?
What's the use of being a Boxer?
When you won't buy your own Pizza!!!
I'm Sincerely waiting for him even though I thought of ditching him thousands of times in the last 20 Minutes.
Haah!! Let me say you he's late...Which doesn't even surprise me.
This is the great SEBASTIAN, we are talking about.
I look around to distract my mind when I see him.
The face I can never forget, Which had haunted me for several years.
Kissing a lady's cheek.
"Dad!!" A girl calls him to which he smiles and kisses her cheek as well.
Maybe 13 or 12. Blakes age.
"My peanut" Say the guy who left us.
'He calls her Peanut too...'
How can he be smiling when he destroyed three lives.
When he left us.
Mom never said me all this time why Dad or, should I say Father left us all alone to die.
I think I got an idea why.
Apparently, He started a new family.
How can he do that? When Mom practically died looking after two kids alone.
It's not easy being the mother of 5 years old girl and a newborn.
Can you imagine being a single mother, crying daily for 1 year at night so that I could not see it.
Getting hurt alone.
Knowing the love of her life is not there anymore.
Saying you're 4 years old daughter 'one day he will' when she asked 'When papa is coming?' daily.
It's hard to breathe, looking at him so happy with someone else in his arms other than Mom.
Someone else calling him dad other than me.
It's suffocating.
I clench my chest with one hand, breathing heavily.
Using another hand, keeping it near my throat.
I feel weak all of sudden.
It's wrong, Why me? Why Mom? Why Blake?.
My vision starts to blur I start to lose my balance when a strong arm holds me saying,
YOU ARE READING
You are MINE!!
Romans"Whore" She called me. "Whore?", I questioned. With a confusing look. "Yes a fucking whore, who fucks around with everyone as long as he has a dick", she replied. I smiled or more like a smirk and said "oh! Thanks for introducing yourself Stella", s...
