I looked again around my place.
The place that I learned to love.
The place that became my home here in New York.
The place that held a lot of good memories,
memories of Jace and I watching movies while cuddling in the couch,
of Jace cooking great food for me in the kitchen,
of us running around like kids playing stupid childish games,
of us kissing in the balcony while looking out and appreciating the New York's busy skyline,
of us making out into almost every corner of this place,
of us waking up together on bed,
of Jace's teasing in the bathroom,
everywhere holds precious memories.
Sweet precious memories that I will forever hold close to my heart.
And unfortunately, the same place held the most painful memory I had here in New York.
More painful than hearing rude comments from random people on street.
More painful than being judged by random people.
because the most painful memory was also with the very same person who I shared my sweetest,
Jace.
I took last full look at the place and carried my bags.
I made up my mind.
No matter how ruined and broken I may be feeling, I'll not let this stop me.
This isn't destroying everything I have.
I know I'll have to stand up once again and face my fears.
No matter how bruised and wounded I have become, Ill still have to fight.
I am too tired of crying though Ill admit it is still hard not to cry but I have accepted the fact that tears are part of this.
Tears and pain are the constant reminder that I have loved real.
That my feelings are true.
I smiled bitterly.
I honestly thought he was the one.
Sad to say, he was just another of those who will just pass by.
One of those who will hopefully help me and lead me towards my true soulmate.
God let me meet these people to probably to teach me another lesson.
I let out a sigh and cautiously peeked outside the door.
Jace has been quite stubborn and has been staying outside my door almost the whole day. Although he still go back to his place maybe to eat or have a shower but he always comes back.
It usually took roughly 10minutes and he'll be back again so I had to plan everything properly if I didn't want to get caught.
I don't want Jace to stop me so I studied his moves.
He just went up around two minutes or so and this is the perfect time for me to go.
I had talked to Ms. Trance and she helped me fix my papers without telling Jace or anyone. She helped me look for someone to rent my place, which isn't hard since this is New York, and to fix my passport and visa.
I immediately went to the elevator and went to the lobby where I saw Ms. Trance.
"Be safe okay?" She said as soon as she saw me.
I tried to smile genuinely. This lady has been real to me we just haven't had the time to know each other more. She is one of the only few people I'll miss here.
"Will do. Thanks for everything." I said and gave her a hug.
This was the first time I hugged anyone after that day and I honestly felt as if a fraction of the weight that was in my shoulder was taken off.
I gave her the keys to my place together with an envelope.
"Please do give this to the first one who will ask for me." I said referring to the sealed envelope.
She smiled at me with eyes full of sympathy.
I ignored the way she looked at me and checked the time.
I only have few minutes.
I looked at her again and felt genuinely grateful of this lady.
I gave her one last smile as I hurriedly went to the door. Jace would be on my door any minute now and I hope he hasn't noticed yet that I was already gone.
"Take care!" Ms. Trance said as she waved.
I gave her a small wave and hailed the first cab I saw.
"To the airport please." I said as soon as I placed my bags inside the cab.
"And as quickly as possible please. I'll add." I added as I took a deep breath.
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Walls
Storie d'amoreWhat happens if you placed your defenses way too low that you ended up with nothing more than destroyed? Will you be able to get up and face the enormous world with the weaker you? Or will you get up to build another bigger and stronger wall? a/n: C...