adj. quivering, trembling.
genna looked at me, with worry in her eyes. she wraps her arms around me, holding me extremely close. she wants me to know that i should be okay.
"its fine. everything is just," she takes a deep breath and sighs, quieting herself down, "fine. she will wake up." i move around in my seat, and look her straight in her eyes. "everything is not okay! do you realise that? my family, my mother, might be dying!"
she sat in her seat, taken aback. and i had realized. i fucked up. "i fucked up," i repeated out loud. "well im so sorry that i care, about your mother. i am an optimist and im trying to look on the bright side for you, but you clearly cant see that. i could be an awful girlfriend and not give a flying fuck about your mother, but no. i care about you. i care about your family. i am here for you i am here to support, help and most importantly, love you!" she looks at me with a look of hurt in her eyes, then to the floor.
"im..." she stands, "im going to take a walk," her voice fades and she leaves. i bury my head in my hands as i realized that i truly did fuck up. i never wanted to hurt her. but i did.
i start to think of my mother, just the good parts. i remember the time when i first found out i had a "thing" for music. i would break into the vacant storage room at my middle school, and play on their feeble upright piano. i came across some stacks of unused sheet music, and eventually educated myself to read music. it was so ordinary, prevailing, typical to me! i was a natural! but, my parents were so set on me playing basketball, and becoming a hotshot player, that i just couldnt tell them i would choose music as my career path.
everyday, i went back to play that piano. i saved up everything i could and bought it from the music director. i immediately called my mom to the school to check it out, and with minutes of persuasion, she let me take it home. it now sits in my room collecting dust. i play it once a couple of weeks now, usually to serenade genna.
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oh, ms believer
Cerita Pendektyler and genevieve are a young couple who love each other very much and are happily in love. something goes wrong and they breakup. everyone thought they were the perfect couple. a perfect story is not what it seems with them.
