Adam Levine? He's my dad

She Will Be Loved (Part 3)

                I looked myself in the mirror and buttoned my shirt up. As I satisfied with my look, I walked out of the room and grabbed my car key. I hoped everything would work as what I planned.

I’m going to make her mine again, for the second time.

My phone rang all of sudden, stopping me from walking out the house.

Whoever would call me in such time? I looked at the screen.

Behati, my current girlfriend. I let out a sigh and tapped the red button, ignoring the call. What I really wanted right now is to get my mind all cleared. I didn’t want to be disturbed by any bitch right now.

I pulled my car out of the driveway and drove to Christina’s place. This time, I wouldn’t want to let her down again. I just couldn’t live hearing or seeing her with another man. She must be with me!

                I parked the car away from her house and walked to her place by my legs. In my hand, there was a bouquet of red roses. I took a look at the card that was sticking on the wrappings.

Be mine, Christy.

                She must be mine by tonight. No matter what happens.

                 I stood in front of her house gate and took a deep breath, just to calm my nerve. I wanted to press the doorbell but then I stopped myself. I thought I’m not completely ready for this.

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

I didn’t know why the song kept playing on my mind. My mind kept playing my own song? Stupid!

                Before I could press the doorbell, there’s a car stopping in front of the gate. It almost hit me but luckily I got to stop the car, with only with my hand. Super Adam, you name it.

                The car’s dashboard was tinted really black, making me wanted to know who the fuck is in the car. Was that Christina inside? I hoped so.

                The car driver’s door flung open, and a man got out of the car.

He must be Christina’s new guy. I curved a smile even though my fist now really wanted to PUNCH THIS GUY. He looked at me from my head to my toe but his stare stopped at the bouquet of roses that was in my hand.

                “Adam,” he called me. He knew my name but I didn’t know his name.

“Um, is Christina inside?” I asked, maintaining my polite way as polite as I can.

“Why do you want to meet her? You need to remember, she’s mine now, Adam,” he put his hand on my chest, maybe trying to cool me down with his confession. But it just caused this heart bled much worse. I set my jaws hard. My fist started to ball, and I really wanted to PUNCH THIS GUY right in his stupid face. Christina deserved someone’s better than him, and it’s ME.

                “We planned to get married soon. Just forget about her, Adam,” he said, and every word that flew out his mouth hurts me inside. I just set my jaws much harder.

                “Can I see her, please?” I pleaded, trying not to let my anger took over me.

                “Adam, I’m sorry but you need to leave,” he said in a nice way but for me, he’s shooing me out of Christina’s place, of course. I left the last glance to Christina’s house, but I noticed Christina’s watching us from a window of her house.