Sleepover

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"I still love you, Patricia Armstrong . I-I still love you so much." Her voice was still blurred with tears and trembling as she whispered to me while her palms were still caressing my cheeks.

My chest was pounding so hard and I couldn't even utter a word because of her sudden confession.

Did I hear right? Does she still love me? Does freen really still love me? Oh God!

My mouth opened and closed as if trying to speak, but it was as if I had swallowed my voice because not a single word came out of it.

I saw a glimpse of hurt in her eyes when she didn't receive a response from me. She just sadly smiled and caressed my cheek gently. And with a trembling voice and tearful eyes, she spoke again.

"I know you've already moved on from me and found a new love, Patricia. I'll be lying if it doesn't hurt." she paused and gulped.

"It hurts so much. I thought...I thought it was just me. I thought it was just me until the end. B-but I couldn't blame you. I've been gone for five years, right? S-of course, you'll meet someone new to love. The person who won't hurt you. The woman who won't leave you. But I...but I, it's really just you. It's still really just you that I love so much. From before I lost consciousness until the moment I opened my eyes again, it's just you. It's always looking for you." She said longingly, pointing to her chest while still not stop sobbing.

I was so silent that I just stared at her sad face. And when she closed her eyes, my feature softened. She was about to speak again but I interrupted her.

"Freen."

She slowly opened her eyes and stared at me. I couldn't take the gentle pinching in my heart anymore. It hurt me to see her in pain and suffering.

I raised my right hand to her wet cheek and gently wiped it before staring into her eyes.

"Lori and I already broke up. We're done, freen. Lori is no longer in my life."

After saying that, I noticed the widening of her eyes. She looked shocked and for a moment I noticed the look of longing in her eyes before it was replaced by sadness and pain.

"B-but you still love her, don't you?" she nervously asked.

I leaned down and kissed her cheek. Do I still love her ? Because at this moment, I'm so confused about my feelings.

With all that I've learned, it seems like I've been hurt more by what happened to freen. It seems like the pain of probably not being her fault that she disappeared for several years is even greater than when Lori and I broke up. Lori suddenly disappeared from my mind since I was with freen again.

And in these times, I realized we were both victims of events we didn't want.

I feel like all the resentment and anger in my heart for her suddenly melted and disappeared.

"You don't have to answer anymore, Patricia."

I looked up at her face again and suddenly regretted not answering immediately when I saw the sadness in her eyes.

I noticed her bit her lower lip to suppress her emotions. And when my gaze went to it, it takes every fiber of my being to stop myself from leaning in and kiss her soft and red lips.

I cleared my throat and was grateful that I was able to take my gaze off her alluring lips. "Fre-"

I mentally cussed in frustration and looked at her side table when her phone, which was sitting on it, suddenly vibrated.

She also coughed before quickly picking it up and quickly answering.

"Hello?"

She only listened to the other line for a few seconds and then, with a sigh, returned her phone to the table after hanging up.

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