Dark-Coffee Eyes

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The dreaded blackness suddenly surrounds me, completely engulfing me down a hole. Small part of me which was sane tried its best to pull me back to face the truth but the stubborn one finally gained victory and took over my sub consciousness. My stomach twisted in a pathetic sickening way on the nonchalant use of those words. Suddenly overwhelming anger surged up and the tough side took over me, ready to throw spiteful words at him.
"Let's end this relationship," he said, more like a command than a suggestion.
"Fine," I spoke, stopping myself from begging for another chance.
"Wow, that's a relief. I never expected you to agree with me at a go." He smirked while saying the latter part of the sentence.
"Move on fast, okay?" he said sarcastically.
Incapable of controlling my fierceness, I spoke my ugliest feelings and the true feelings finally revealed.
"Have fun burdening people, you sadist. I swear I would never meet a self-centered jerk like you. Like you said, that's a relief, definitely more of a relief for me."
"Huh? What did you say? Are you out of your mi-"
"One last advice, next time you want to be in a relation, look for a girl, not for a doll."
I pressed the red "Call End" button before he made his desperate attempt to make himself great. Warm and vision-blinding streams of tears trickled down my cheeks without any signs of stopping itself from occurring. I stayed in that place for a while and hurriedly wiped the tears upon seeing the time. I only have 30 minutes worth session to attend until the conference ended. I looked up at my reflection in my phone to detect any red and puffy eyes; I don't want Jess and my family to ask questions and make them worry for such stupid reason.

"Sorry Mom, I took a while, didn't I?" I slid near her without making any eye contact. I kept my head down so no one can see my flustered face.
"Yes, what were you doing?" she asked, without looking at me, fixing her eyes on the person who was probably giving speech on some important topic.
"Lost the way to here, finally found it and it was already late." I freaking lied.
"UH-Huh! It's okay as long you are here." Mom seems to buy my excuse; must be because her attention was diverted for the moment.

"Here's your Potato Cracker." I quickly looked up at the mention of my favorite junk. My stomach had been growling from the time I came back to the convention. I saw Allen change from smiling to worried expression as soon as we made an eye contact. I instantly threw my phone on the car seat to grab the packet when he grabbed my hand gently and more tightly when I tried to resist him. "Leave my ha-"I got interrupted by his worried voice. "Have you been crying?"
My lips dried by his direct words. I hesitated for a while. "N-no, why would I be crying?" I stuttered, processing believable excuses to feed him. "I know you are lying. You hesitated for a while."
"It's absolutely nothing. I didn't hesitate; my voice just got shut in because of the cold. So back off, it's none of your business."
"Damn it, Su. Tell me why you were crying?" his hands on my arms tightened and his fingers drilled into my flesh causing me pain. I looked up and landed on the dark coffee eyes which glowed with worry.




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