Perfect Timing

Thirty-Three

HAE"S POV:

Here I am watching the person that I love slowly drifting away in the arms of the person that I despise. Yes, despise. Despite all the assurance that Dara has given me that she loves me, I can't help but despise him. Not because I don't trust Dara but because I'm not that confident, compared to him I am just nothing. I admired how he's capable of doing things.

Even if I despise him I trusted him, for I know he can't hurt her and he's the only one who can protect her unlike me if I pushed myself to her more she'll get hurt even more not until Jesica would stop. I don't know what's her deal, I don't know why she's doing this. I can't grasp how her minds work where in fact we're done long time ago. I don't know why Jesica hated Dara I can't find any reason to hate someone like Dara.

Seeing them hugging each other brokes me, my tears fell unto my face and I can't help and wish that it was me whom she hugging, I wish it was me whose comforting her but I can't, cause all I did is hurting her. Looking at her when she stumbled at the coffee shop itched me to help her but Jesica stopped me.

When I saw how she nods at me I know what she's trying to convey and that it was end game for both of us I felt like my world had collapsed. Everything sinks in when I saw how her eyes are tired and how she finally gives up on me and that made me cry. I hide it away since this is what I chose and I have to stand for it.

Looking at them is torture, I have to walk away, I need to explode somewhere safe, somewhere no one could see me that just like Dara I'm hurting too. The decision that I chose is the hardest decision of my life, letting go of the person that I love, the person that I've been waiting for, but destiny is not on our side. So I walk away and drive my car away, away from the person that I love.

I keep on driving but I end up going to my apartment, as much as I want to tell my close friends what's really happening I can't, they can be nosy sometimes and end up making a decision without my permission. Dara is their friend too and they care too much for her and if they find out the real deal for sure it will be more chaos and there will be more people that will get involved.

As I open my apartment I put all the things on the couch and remember the last time Dara had visited my house is the day I saw her feisty side and the day we made love whole day. I can't help but miss every inch of her. I sit on the couch and remember all the good memories that we had, reminiscing about the moment that we had makes me happy and bitter.

I cry, I can't help it, the pain that I'm feeling right now is too much to handle. It's been months since I keep holding my tears unable to express what I really felt I need to act as if I wasn't hurting, I needed to convince them that I fell out of love which is really hard. Every time Dara begged at me, I tried to act as if I wasn't affected but every drop of her tears is a stab to my heart.

My senses have woken up when I heard a knock on my door, I wipe my tears immediately and check my face in the mirror. I asked myself if I invited someone today but as far as I remember I didn't. I remember that these past few days Jesica keeps coming and pestering me so I didn't bother fixing myself.

I open the door without looking and walk away to sit back on the couch but my trance is stopped when she walks past me and sit on the couch without even looking at me. I was surprised, I squint my eyes and look at her again to check if I was dreaming or hallucinating.