Trust one more time

Why the wrong is so right?

I feel something so right Doing the wrong thing...

I feel something so wrong Doing the right thing...

Counting Stars.

I woke up the next morning with a terrible headache, I tried to open my eyes but then I knew it was a very bad idea. I groaned in pain, it will be the last time I get drunk. I tried to move but I couldn't, great now I can't move.

So instead I started to recall what happened last night, well it didn't help to much all I could remember was flashes. Suddenly I felt something heavy on my chest, I tried to move but I felt restricted.

I opened slowly my eyes and looked around. It was definitely not my room. Suddenly I remembered that there was a guy, Oh my god it can't happen.

I tried to move again but it was near impossible I couldn't dare to look at my left. I felt warmth came that way. "Oh god what have I done!!!!" The bed shifted as I froze in my place. I remained still not wanting to wake up who ever he was.

Seriously it was the stupidest thing I've done in a while. I tried again to remember what have I done but instead flashes came like a memories???

It felt like watching your own life from afar, there was small episodes, not full pictures but like I was watching a mute film in speed mode. My head ache increased, I tried to block the memories away but as more I tried the more I felt pain,

'I love you... will you marry me??.....Rose I can't live without you... You are a shame to me, GO away...He's my son as well...' I couldn't fight the tears that escaped me. Why it's so painful.

It's not fair to relive it all again, I swallowed a sob that was threatening to escape, suddenly the room seemed familiar, the smell the creamy color of walls and I gasped, it's my old room.

OUR old room, how I ended in here? I turned my head to the left and found Daniel sleeping inches away from me.

A small smile broke her way to my lips, I could remember that feeling, waking up next to him. He was so at peace, I almost forgot how long his lashes was. I took in his appearance, he was gorgeous, my gaze stopped at his parted lips, they looked so soft and inviting, I traced them with my finger.

Those same lips that by moving so many time took me to heaven and more,but also spoke words with so much hatred and disgust that I flinched just thinking about them.

I looked down and finally noticing his hand across me, he scooped me so close to him that the only thing separated us was our closes. His movements spoke of possession, that I belonged to him.

It was amazing how perfectly I fitted next to him, but the reality was that this place I slept in now was long ago not mine, and I could fell the cold starting sipping into me.

I placed a small kiss at the corner of his mouth and whispered " I will be waiting for you". and I stood up and exited our room.

I tried to escape unnoticed, the key word tried but I think that I wake up on the other side of luck. "What do you think you are doing here?" Her voice echoed through the hall.

I turned and plastered a smile "Good morning to you too Vanessa"(Vanessa Daniel's mother)

"It was good till I saw your ugly face, I asked you a question what the hell are you doing in my house?"

"As you can see I'm leaving"

"Why were you here you gold digger, trying to still my son away again? listen to me good I will destroy you, you will wish you never was born you pathetic b*tch"

"Listen to me well Vanessa I'm not afraid of you, you destroyed my life enough it took me so long to stick all my broken pieces, this time you will play my way"

"I can see you remembered everything, does Daniel know."

"Yes I remembered but he don't know...yet"

"Don't dare you tell him."

"This time it's my rules."

I walked away feeling that I shouldn't do it, that it was better if I stayed in bed with him. But why? why doing the right thing feels so wrong?