Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: A life without Him

"Thanks for driving me Home uhh. Warren?" I thank him not sure about his name.

"Yeah its Warren. and your Welcome.. uhhh"

Oh. i Almost forgot.

I laugh weakly and stated my name

"Vien.. Viena Lorille Scott"

"Well, youre welcome Vien" He then smiles and and drives home.

I waited outside the house until his car was eaten by darkness.

*sigh*

it is supposed to be Rain.

Remembering Rain driving me home makes my hearth ache again for nth time.

"Damn this tears.Please stop. Please" i wiped my tears fast. But i just failed. The more i wipe it, the faster the tears comes out.

My knees became weak. I cant help but to kneel while crying. I placed my palm in my face and cried as hard as i can.

I started screaming

"Fuuuuck!"

"Rainnnn! Pleaseee!"

"I miss you already.. huhuhu! Cant you see me? Cant you see?"

I am more like crazy. Talking to no one. I started whispering while sobbing,

"Come back to me Rain., Come back to me"

Suddenly, There is a quiet movement beside the bushes. Ofcourse. im a coward   , i stand slowly then run through the doorway of our house.

"Youre early Lorille"

My mother used to call me Lorille.Because she is the one who suggested Lorille. While my older brother suggested Vien.

Speaking of My brother.

"Where is Justine?"

I ask while going upstairs.Ofcourse. it has a purpose, in order for them not to see my  Red Eyes.

"He just arrived . Maybe he is studying in his Room. Dont ever try to bother him . You two will just end up fighting again."

My mother just made a mass like a priest

"No, no, I just want to know where he is. As a concerned citizen ofcourse"

I closed the door and let out a heavy sigh.

My eyes just found a thing and made my heart aches AGAIN.

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Sorry. My update is just "WALANG GANA"
means (Lame)

well? who is at the bushes?
who is Warren just cames in her messy life?

Any violent Reaction about my grammars?
HAHA!

Thanks for Reading this.
Wait for the next update.

kisses
~Fayelavsyuu

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