💑 We can't be friends. 💑

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PETER

It's late already but this woman isn't really gonna stop until her house shines. She's been cleaning for the whole day.

I am happy she's not noticing I am here or maybe he don't really care... maybe she's used to me being here when she's here.

The children were already sleeping, Grace and Jeron too is here and they decided to have a sleep over.

Laura went home since Daniel didn't know she'll be staying up until now.

My son...yes, I didn't know how it happened but I am very sure he is mine...and I wanted to know everything.

I was standing by the door frame watching her when she decided to remove her shirt. What's with her? I stood straight and gulped as I saw her back.

She really has the sexiest body I have ever seen in my whole life...and no one's gonna change that. She got a tattoo of doves but I am not sure how far it goes on her back since it was covered by her tank top.

"I know I am beautiful but staring is rude...specially for strangers." She said turning to face me.

"Strangers? Then why do you let strangers inside your house?" I asked walking over her. I miss her so much.

"I can't remember letting you in but I know I will just waste time throwing you out so I just let it be." She said while spraying anti-bacteria on the counter top of her kitchen. She wiped it with a towel and I swear she's not trying to but she's seducing me.

"I love you..." I tell her with all the love I have for her. I know she felt it, she looks up at me and examine my face.

"Fuck off...you have stopped loving me years ago Peter." She said.

"No I didn't." I insisted. She laughs a little but I can see sadness in her eyes.

"You did... you're engage right? And you left." She told me with so much pain. I went to hug her tight, ready not to let her go when she pushes me but she didn't. Instead she hugs me too and rubs my back.

"I love you Princess...I want you back." I took that opportunity. I can feel my shirt getting wet as she buried her face on my chest. She didn't answer me.

"It's hard for me... I've waited for you to come back since the day you left. I know you took my journal and if you haven't reading it yet I will tell you what you'll find in there." She said pulling away from me.

She went to the cupboard and make me a coffee and a tea for her.

She leads me to the living room and she sat on the couch. We used to cuddle here all the time. I took the chance to try, I sat beside her and pulled her closer to me. She didn't go against it. I smile and kiss her head.

"I've called you...do you know that?" She started. Yes of course, but I fought hard not to answer her.
"I've waited for you to come back. I regret not stopping you that day..." She said with tears escaping her eyes. "I knew I was pregnant but I wasn't sure yet. That day you left me, I took the test. I thought when you came to my room, you'll gonna tell me how we will try to work it out... but it turned out it didn't. That day too when I found out that I have to fight for my child's life too, I need you...I need you beside me but it would be unfair for me...what if Simon got me pregnant during the incident?" She said. Her every words was stroking my heart. I indeed make a very wrong decision before.

"But Angelo is mine right?" I asked.

She didn't confirm it but she didn't denied too. She pulled away from me and slide her top down. She pointed at something on her chest, it's not visible if you'll just look at it but if you'll get closer and look intently you'll see.

It's ridiculous of me to think she cuts herself.

"I wish you're with me that day...I wish you're holding my hands telling me everything's gonna be alright and we can face it all together." She said.

"Oh God...I'm sorry. I really am." I cried. Caressing the faded mark of stitches on her chest.

"But I didn't stop waiting for you there. In fact I just stopped after 4 years. Yes, I just give up on you last year when you confirmed in your interview that you're engaged." She said laughing. I pulled her back to me.

"I love you Princess...please let's be together again." I pleaded her.

"Believe me...I want to. I thought my world just ended when you say to the world how much Dianna means to you...but Peter, I don't want to be a third party." She said.

"Let's just be friends..." She said pulling away from me. Friends? Is she serious? She stood up and run to her room.

I followed her but her door is locked. She didn't know me, I'm her bodyguard of course I know how to open it from the outside.

I found her sitting at the edge of her bed crying. She isn't surprised I get inside. I went to her and cupped her face.

"We can't be friends." I told her. She cries even more.

"I know. Dianna would be mad, that's why I am telling you let's just be strangers." She said. She's not getting what I mean.

"No! We can't be friends because I want you back...with my son." I said.

"We can't..." She said looking at me. She cupped my face too and peck on my lips. "You can go now, I want to rest." She said as she laid on her bed.

"I won't. I will sleep here." I said grabbing the blanket from her.

"Peter..." She complained.

I pulled her down on the bed and hug her. I keep her closer to me under the comforter.

"Let's stay this way Princess..."

ADELE

Just tell me you'll leave her for me, I will gladly take you back.

But I am not that bad, I know how a woman will feel if she finds out her man cheated on her.

But friends cuddled on a bed won't be considered cheating right?

Fool yourself Adele, if you were his fiance and you find out, you'll erupt like a volcano for sure.

He pulled me closer to him...God I miss this place...this warm place that always makes me feel safe.

Just get lost for tonight Adele... continue your battle tomorrow.

"I love you Princess..." He whispered on my ear.

I wish he can say that to me when he's not committed... if he'll ask me to wait for him just how I asked him before when I'm stuck with Simon, I will gladly promise him...I'll wait.

But for now, get lost and tomorrow bring your guard up to your heart.

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