HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE SECOND CHOICE IN A PERSON'S LIFE?
I was always the 2nd choice in everyone's life. People always left me for someone, someone who was a bigger jerk than me. I couldn't understand why they left me for assholes such as those...
"I am sorry Alex, but I can't forget him. Even though you are so kind to me...I am sorry." Said a handsome man with tears in his eyes. A big hand wiped away the crying man's tears.
"It's okay. I understand. I just hope you know how much better you deserve than a guy who doesn't know your worth." Replied the owner of that hand.
Wait....this voice? It's mine??
The handsome man ran across the road, jumping into the arms of a tall, exotic and handsome alpha male. They shared a passionate kiss as they whispered love words to each other, both of them embracing one another so frantically as if the world was going to end. As they got into the car the Aplha male looked at a certain direction. It was unnoticeable but there was a slight smirk on his smug face as he got into the driver's seat.
OH FUCK!
ITS MY DREAMS AGAIN!
SHIT!
That toxic bin of a bastard! I swear to god.....
Then the scenario changed again.
"Ahhng....aahhhh......." The sound of love making creaking the bed crazy, as two bodies rocked hard against each other. "Hannng........I am cumming.....ahhh...."
"Let's do it together....Ahan...Hng..." He said in a seductive voice.
The body underneath the top froze. He looked hurt. For, Ahan, was not his name.
In the end he was discarded. And the guy called Ahan won.
HE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND. He was good in everyway. He was loyal. He was committed. He would never hurt the person he loves or commit adultery. But in the end the man he loved walked away with Ahan. Then, he saw that same smirk again.
Oh shit! Please stop! WAKE UP!
SADLY, it didn't end there.
There were numerous scenes flashing in his mind. Everytime the people involved were different. And even, he, as a person was different. Nevertheless the result was always the same. And that smirk was always there.
He was and, always, remained the second choice in the life of the man or women he loved. Each time, he was never choosen.
Shit!
GET UP!
GET UP YOU FUCKING MORON!
GET UP! ZEKE!!
"Huff....hufff......"
Oh shit. I could feel my wet forehead as soon as I woke up. Surely these dreams were taking a toll on my body Whenever I fall asleep, I dream of these soap operas.
"For god's sake at least let me have a good sleep." I grumbled to myself.
The guy who was always abandoned in my dreams, they are all me.
But now, I am Zeke. Just Zeke.
And yes, I am a former second male lead.
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A/N: Hahaha. This plot has been on my mind for a while. So I am writing this down just for fun. Hence the chapters are really short.
