The Perfect Daughter

Chapter 8: Live In

*A month later*

Ashley's POV

A month full of rehearsals and the anual selection for the ballet competition is near. A month full of dramas, emotions, parties, and other not sensible things.

I've been giving my all for the competition and I really don't know how it will go. I'm not nervous, I'm just curious how others also do well in ballet. Yes nobody could beat me but what the hell, they're all great.

Here I am thinking of things while encoding our story of Nathaniel for that History romance, whatever. He did the draft. No, actually we did it. I've been trying so hard to avoid him lately since the draft is already done. The past few weeks was impossible to actually avoid him for the stubborn, arrogant, cold jerk is always being so himself around me everytime he calls to bother me just for this stupid romance! He even called me clumsy just because I almost tripped! I mean come on. No one asked him to always be updated of where I am. And I hate how I need to be with him because it's his story. It's like I'm just his assistant or something. I discovered that he's smart. Like me probably but no. It was like he didn't have any errors on anything. I'm like that too, or atleast I was.

No. I'm still like that. But I hate how much we're so much alike and how he's smart like me. God help me.

"The moment I saw her I knew she was an open sky. A sky that will always be with me no matter where my visible soul is. When I'm buried under earth I know she'll lift me up above the ground or maybe higher. For she is a sky. My sky beyond the horizon."

Wow. How could he possibly come up with something like that? Most guys never even have thoughts about words that will utterly make your nose bleed because of those undiscovered words crawling thoroughly through your nose strills.

"... But no matter how high she is. I'll be with her through time. Through time she'll reach for me... and wake me up with the most precious key to my heart. Filled with pure white diamonds, a jolt, my keepsake and beautiful, undescribable, stunning sky of my angel. My heart."

"So that's how he describe me" I said to myself.

Yes he affects me. Especially on this matter. Everything about him, his story, he did this because he wants to find me. The girl who he can't see. The connection he's been seeking.

"I'm a sky, but why is it that even just above you, you can't see my jolt reaching for you. Your keepsake who's heart literally can't be brought up above ground. For my seeker can't see beyond the horizon. And our horizon can't reach for what's beyond."

I was typing and I thought I should say about just once, about how I truly feel. And I feel completely empty right now. It's like I can't continue. It's like I need him.. For I found him all this time. I found him. And it's unbelievable I can't do anything for him to see that it was me. I have his key, I have what he gave me, I have his keepsake, I have his eveything, and I am his everything for he is too.

But I can't just jump in and tell him that it was me. I don't want to rush. I want him to realize, but when the day comes I'll still be in denial. He said he was scared that I might change if I'm with him. I said I won't..

But I already did. I fell for him.

I finished the draft, printed it and headed straight to bed.

I loved him all this time and I didn't even see it until now.. But why now, I can't love him anymore. I won't let it happen. We can't be together. Even though he realize it. I'm married. Annd there's nothing either of us can do about it.

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I'm at the dressing room sitting and staring at my face up the mirror. I didn't have any make up on but still, I looked like the White Swan. I've got my earphones on and suddenly the song I Wanted You by Nina played on my iPod. Making me remember what I just said the other day that I can't love him anymore.