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6 | Solace

This place lived up to it's name.

The birds chirping, the small ripples on the surface of the water where small terrapins will surface for air. Long green grass swaying with the wind, the small dandelions floating around, and majestic pillars that stood tall guarding the park.

Peace, tranquility, serenity.

Perfection.

I lay on a patch of grass and inhaled the non-polluted air which awakened my senses. I shut my eyes and focused on the sounds of the area. Everything just seemed so perfect at that moment. When you take the time to enjoy life, you'll find that life isn't always about pursuing fame, money, branded cars or luxurious houses. It's about being contented with what you have. When you're content, you'll learn to enjoy life and not always complain about how life sucks.

Okay life still sucks anyways.

But being content is the key to happiness. The lock? Your heart.

Amidst the peaceful atmosphere, He plagued my mind again.

When will we cross paths again?
What will we do when we meet?
Will we pick up things where we left them?
Do we move on?
Did you move on?
I thought I did, but i'm not even sure anymore.
You keep haunting me.
Am I haunting you too?
What about Calvin?
Do i just abandon him?
I still have feelings for you.
Do you have feelings for me?

I still love you.

Do you love me too?

-

Calvin's POV

"Mind if I join you?"

As I was swallowing an overload of vodka, I heard a sweet voice that reminded me of Taylor's. I whisked my head around and was disappointed to see not Taylor, but a young blonde woman looking at me intently. She had blonde hair of the lightest shade, grey eyes, and wore a figure hugging pink dress which enunciated her curves. She is undoubtedly gorgeous, but I only have eyes for Taylor.

"Sure." I replied half-heartedly, not really wanting company. All i wanted to do was to drink until i forgot all my problems. I could deal with it later, no harm. But then again, it wasn't just what I came here for.

I downed another glass of vodka and heard her say "My my, what makes you want to make yourself drunk?"

"Woman problems."
"Care to share?"

I didn't trust her. But a listening ear wouldn't hurt at this point of time.

"My fiance. We're getting married soon. But she's so distant everytime I talk to her. We were fine, but now? I don't even know anymore. I feel like i don't know her. It's like the girl I feel in love with disappeared overnight."
"Oh."
"I get what you mean. I have my own problems too."

She has problems?
More like problems of too many guys feasting on her.

But not like i was gonna be an asshole anyways.

"Shoot."

"Well, I have a boyfriend. Names Daniel. We were really happy together. We were like everyone's dream couple. But lately, he seems so...sad. We hardly talk, or go out, and he treats me like I'm invisible. We used to live is Canada, but he said he wanted to move here out of the blue. So I followed him. But the minute we came here, he changed. I don't know what in the world happened. That's why I came here searching for some sort of consolation. Comfort."

There was no mistaking the sadness in her voice.

At that moment, I felt that we were so alike. We had the same problems, the same sadness, the same emptiness. We both needed comfort. We needed someone to temporarily ease the pain, to make us feel like we are loved.

"Vodka, please."

Apparently she was a good drinker. Gulp after gulp, she still held her liquor and wasn't tipsy at all. She started telling me about her life in-between tears, and I eventually started sharing too.

She told me about how she suffered family abuse when she was a child and how she always went to school with scars and bruises and the other kids would make fun of her and bully her even more. She fell sick easily and didn't have money for medical bills. Her parents never took care of her and she had to survive on her own by working at 12 years old. Her boyfriend of 8 years dumped her after finding out that she had no money. When her parents were on their death bed, they told her "You're a mistake." They didn't leave any money for her, not even the house, She was left with nothing. Nothing at all. The only person she had was herself. She didn't have any friends to count on for they all ditched her, and she didn't have any relatives as her parents cut relations with extended family for other reasons.

We both related to each other so well, and he hit off really quickly, just like old friends.
Subsequently, after a few more rounds of alcohol, we lost our senses.

"Daniel..."
"I'm not your boyfriend...I'm Calvin..."
"Daniel...why can't we be the same again? Why can't you just love me? I miss your kiss, your touch, your smell. I miss you..."
"Taylor...I miss you too."

In no time, our hands were all over each other. She hands moved along my chest, and mine around her hips. I then moved to her waist and slowly up to her breast area. I grabbed her right breast which made her moan out in pleasure. Suddenly remebering we were in a public place, I hailed a taxi outside to go to the nearest hotel.

The minute I closed the room door, she lunged towards me and her lips crashed on mine. From that moment onwards, everything went by in a blur.

All I could remember was that we were left naked in a few seconds, lying on the bed, and thrusting together. At that moment, everything fell in place. I love Taylor so damn much. And to think before our wedding she let me claim her virginity, I felt so honoured.

Have my children Taylor.

Have my children.

-

Taylor's POV

Calvin hadn't returned home the entire night.

I was worried sick I couldn't even sleep.

Where did he go?

Did something happen to him?

NO.

He'll be alright.

He just forgot to bring his keys.

Wait but I'm at home! He could just press the doorbell.

Ah he probably hung out with his friends and they got drunk and fell asleep.

Little did I know I was half right about that.

SORRY NOT SORRY HAHAHA I HAD TO ADD THAT PART IN TO SPICE THINGS UP A LITTLE AND IF U DIDN REALISE I HINTED SOMETHING THERE BCOS PLOT TWIST LATER ON