Chasing Him

Chapter Thirteen: Time

Chapter 13: Time

"Jasmine, where are you? I've been looking everywhere for you.." helplessly Marc said. It's been over an hour since he has been looking for her.

"Oh I'm sorry. I'm heading home now, I have a terrible headache." Jasmine said.

"..do you want meto come over there?"

Friday, 12:30 am

"Are you okay?" Jasmine softly asked but Marc didn't answer. He had that stoic and mad face which indicates that he is either upset or angry.

"Marc.."Jasmine came up to him and gently put her hands on his stong backwhich tensed.

"Marc.. what's wro—"

"Jasmine can you just.. shut up." He angrily said. He had enough. Her eyes shone.

"I'm so tired of this. I'm so tired of you. I'm so tired of you dictating what I want or what I should do. I'm tired of keeping up with this relationship.I'm tired with you being so weak, would almost cry into everything. I'm so fucking tired! Can't you tell?" He breathed heavily.

Part of him felt bad, it was his choice to come over and be with her but after theargument he had with Maria, he got angry. Maria was telling him that he was always the same, following whatever Jasmine wanted and it wasbetter if Maria and him were off.

"I always dothings for you – everything I do. I've been telling you for quitesome time to cut this..thing..we have on and I don't want itanymore." He huffed.

For a long time,everything was silent. No one made a move. You could cut a knife with all the tension that is happening right now.

"Okay.." shewhispered.

What? He thought.He couldn't believe what he was hearing after his maddening rants.Confusion mirrored his thought.

She looked up and for the first time saw no tears like she always had every time they argued.

She stared at his dark brown eyes that reminds her of dark chocolates, her favorite. She couldn't look away, he couldn't look away.

He didn't sayanything, just stared.

It's for the best. She thought once again.

"..i'm..i'm sorry.." a long deep breath.

"I'm sorry.. if you ever felt that way.. I didn't know it would make you feel that way.." Looking at her foot, can't bare to look at his glorious face– to scared to beg and say the wrong words again.

He was lost for words. He never like the defeated and sullen look she had. She wasalways smiling and laughing like the sun, she was bright and her aura was just full of charm.

"You don't haveto say anything.. it's..it's my fault.. I just thought.. you know? Just thought..that maybe you'll be happier with what I choose.. Ijust want you to be happy.. I never wanted you to feel like that.."she clenched her fist so hard it hurt her palms.

She got interrupted with a loud ringtone. Marc who was busy intently looking at hersighed and answered the phone call.

Marc saw her turnedaround and head to the kitchen. She was preparing tea.

"Okay I'll be there now. Bye." She hear him then hanged-up.

There was anawkward silence floating around them.

"Jasmine, I haveto go. There was an urgent meeting with the boards and I am needed." She warmly nodded.

"We can talk about this later." He immediately headed towards the door.