Time: 1:54 AM
Date: October 7, 2014.
Location: Uedo Hotel, Room 1368 (Lei's room)
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A.N.: for the record, Uedo Lei is Lei's full name, 'case if y'all were wondering.
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Lei's POV:
"Uedo~ come on, hurry up~" she whispered into my ear in a seductive tone, clinging onto my arm.
Lust or love? I had to choose between those two things right here, right now. If I choose love, I wouldn't pursue my motives with Monique.
If I choose lust, I'd do it with Monique again and forget about Shiro, just as if I don't have a long term relationship with her.
Shiro- my Yuyu- the one that I have loved for more than three years, or the other- Monique- that doesn't fail to give me pleasure? I want to choose with my heart, but it seemed like lust and adrenaline took over me.
Alas, alcohol has driven me not to think straight and if it were a life or death question for me to choose answers from, I chose the one that would lead to death - the end of my relationship with Shiro.
I indulged in lust at that very moment. I exchanged 13 years of good friendship and a 3-year relationship all for just a person whom I have met not less than a month ago.
Monique Xalem? She was fucking ferocious.
She was a slut. A whore. A gold digger. She was the perfect epitome of the figure every man would want to taste.
She's only doing it with me with the hopes of making me her boyfriend, also because of the fact that she wants to marry into a rich family.
I wanted this kind of relationship with Monique to end; I thought it would. To no avail, it did not.
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Time: 2:02 AM
Date: October 8, 2014
Location: Fujioka's ApartmentShiro's POV:
I couldn't sleep. It felt like something was bugging me. I didn't know what it was. It's been 5 damn hours of me debating whether I should sleep or not.
My thoughts were occupied. Thinking about where Lei was or if he was okay. It's been a month of not having any contact with him. He wasn't answering my calls or text. That bastard didn't bother to visit me even once this month.
I hope he didn't forget about my birthday. I hope he didn't forget about our anniversary.
I got up from my bed, and went to the balcony to get some of the cold breeze of the air. The zephyr slightly sent a chill down to my spine.
As I stared into the scenery of the entire area sleeping in peace, all I could remember was him.
Everything about him.
How his charming, dark onyx eyes would enthrall me while I play with his platinum ash hair. His scent was Fucking Fabulous. Literally.
/A.N. : The Tom Ford perfume, Fucking Fabulous, is what she meant. Just in case you didn't get it./
I loved the way his eyes would smile when he laughed. I love how he would deal with things with ease and control as if it was his second nature.
Realization hit me.
I'm attached to him. So fucking much.
It's so damn harrowing to realize that I was obsessed with him.
I don't fucking know what I'd do if he just suddenly leaves. Maybe- scratch that- Most probably I would turn deranged. I've always been frantic about what would happen if he did.
I've been with him for more than half of my life. Thirteen years.
Thirteen damn years.
Xuou Ivan's POV:
Time: 2:59 AM
Date: October 8, 2014
Location: Uedo Hotel, Room 1367(The room beside Lei's)Me and my family went to Uedo Resort and decided to stay the night in their hotel.
Honestly, I woke up really tired along with my body aching. My siblings insisted on playing volleyball from 12 noon to 6:30 in the evening. That was horrible. It hurt.
I was waking up to the sound of our neighbors from time to time- A goddamn couple. Bajeezus, it's already almost 3 in the fucking morning and they were still doing it.
Me and my older brother couldn't fucking sleep due to the fact that our sense of hearing is really sensitive.
I kept hearing her scream his name.. U...Uedo? Hold up, hold up, hold up...
Isn't the last name of Fujioka's boyfriend Uedo?
It... sounds like him.
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A.N.:Cliffhangers are lyfe.
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