Chelsea Styles: Yeah, sure no problem! :)
Beatriz Cowell: Thanks Chels, bye! :)))))) <3 <3 <3
Chelsea Styles: Bye! :) <3
She clicked the search button and typed his name. It's been one month and two days since the library. And it's been 28 days since the time she thought she'd be dead. And they haven't consulted the doctor yet.
James Raven
212 Mutual Friends
She clicked his name and his timeline welcomed her.
She starred at the first photo that had caught her attention. It was him with her. It was a selfie taken by him.
James Raven
"With this princess..." —With Francine Cole
—Watching The Fault In Our Stars
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*Picture*
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They were sticking their tongues out while their eyes closed while facing the camera. She just noticed that Francine's hair color was brown. And how perfect her jawline is, nearly perfect as his.
She scrolled to the next photo and observed like how she does it everyday. And everyday she would feel the jealousy eating her up and she can't do any thing about it. Because she's no one but a girl stalking her ex-boyfriend. No one but a witness. Witness of his everything. Witness of his change. Even the witness of his moving on.
She closed the her laptop and lay on her bed as she closed her eyes. She felt the pain again. All of the pain she's experiencing everyday.
"Urrgghh! Aaahhh! Wahahaa!" She scream in pain. No one home apart from her. Mrs. Styles went to buy her medicine. She stood up trying to go to the bathroom to get her medicine. She was walking with the pain inside her body. She couldn't hear herself anymore. Her walking slowed down and before she could have even reach half way, she fell on her knees then on the ground.
How she wished she should've told the truth. Now she's dying a liar to him. Maybe if she did, they'd be fighting together until the end. But what happened was different. She was at least proud that she watched him love her and love someone else. To see that he didn't stop himself from loving someone was enough for her.
She was wishing that someday, he would watch her too. That he would watch her be happy and move on. But that someday won't happen anymore. But at least inside her head, inside her heart... Her words left unspoken will always prove the love she has for the man who moved, and for the woman who fought.
She knew that it's the time. She closed her eyes and tried to make a sound...
"J-James..." She said for the last time and let a tear fall.
BINABASA MO ANG
Words Left Unspoken (COMPLETED)
Short StoryHe watched me leave... He suffered in my abandoning... He watched me fade. I watched him cry... I watched him smile... I watched him move on... I suffered in my own abandoning... What can I do? It was words left unspoken after all.
