A/N: I just want to share something. Every time I write my update I always listen to music to feel the vibe depending on what's the mood for the chapter and I don't know if you'll want me to put music every chap but here's one for this.
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//Dene\\
(Chance)
I didn't have a goodnight sleep last night even if Chase's sweet voice whispered sweet dreams.
I don't know if it's a good thing or not. I didn't have a good night sleep and that's because I keep remembering her beautiful face as I keep on pleasuring her, I keep remembering her sweet and soft moans that are music to my ears and most of all, I keep remembering the love making we had. Damn. It sounds wonderful. Now that I think of it love making doesn't seem so bad to hear. Why does it sounds so good?
I always cringe upon hearing the word love. I always crinkle my nose when I hear that cliché, too used and common word which is really hard to believe. Okay. I believe in love. I mean, I believe in love for friends and family and yourself. That's that. Nothing more, nothing less. I always thought love is just a word to describe someone's or some thing's importance and friends or family are the best examples. I couldn't thing more, beyond else.
I thought I know everything I needed to know about love.
I thought I know everything when Dene made me believe she loved me, she needed me. Or maybe she did loved me and something just happen, okay, by something I meant she fell out of love or she stopped needing me. I mean who the hell brings someone up and just leave them in mid air and still tell them that they love them? No one. And that's what Dene did. She made my hopes up as high as Mt Everest and then suddenly leaves everything behind including the promises we made, the dreams we wanted and the love we had. Or is it really love? I don't know.
Have you ever felt like having everything because of someone? Take it from me, I did. She was my everything. God knows she was my everything. I gave her all that I was. I gave her all what she wanted. I let her tame the bad boy of me and make myself a fool under her hands. If she wanted me to never have low grades, I did. If she wanted me not to get involved into any troubles in school, I did. If she wanted me joining every activity, I did. If she wanted me to get serious in everything, I did. I did what she wanted. I gave what she needed. I loved her and what did she do in return? She left me.
She left me taking everything that I have, taking the air I'm breathing, taking the life I had within me, taking the happiness I always wanted, taking the heart that left me broken. She took everything when she left me and that's why I ended up being heartless.
I tried everything to bring back the life that I lost. I tried everything to become who I was even before she became a part of me. And I somehow survived the tormenting pain she caused. I started from the very beginning and that left me doing decisions that marks who I am now. Day after day, I was able to get another life but sadly I didn't have the heart.
