Wise people has always said that the blissful moments are lived to their fullest but those moments only took place for mere seconds. I had always thought it was rubbish; thinking that those men have not known what friendship was or what it was to fall in love. No. I was the foolish one. They had known it all and were the victims of it; just like me. It is often said that one can only understand the pain someone endured once they suffered from the same experience or sufferings. Again, I thought it was simply bullshit. I considered myself quite intelligent, sharp, the one who learns from other people's mistakes and actions. Yet Again, I had proved that I'm one of the most feeble-minded women ever existed on planet Earth. I had trusted people far more than they should be trusted, which results in my downfall.
My blissful moments; I guess were merely of few seconds. I had known struggles, pain, betrayal, hurt and other negative feelings for far too long. I cannot remember the last time I genuinely smiled. The pain I was experiencing now was not new but yes it's 10* more intense than the last time I felt it.
Maybe because this time someone I considered true friend deceived me.
He was my friend, my coach and my reason to live again. He taught me to channel my anger in fighting, to direct it towards the punching bag. Just a mere thought of him betraying me, fraternizing with people I loathe with every fiber in my body, sets me in an indescribable ache.
Why Dave? Why?
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I had always believed that life is a journey, not a destination. We must live it to its fullest at any given condition at any stage. If you're not financially as homologous as Bill Gates than I believe that you must not be as poor as a person on streets. I always had such kind of approach.
Always be grateful for you had.
What I had was brutally snatched away when a bucket full of cold water was emptied on my sleeping form; which I might add quite peacefully.
"Wake up, Mary. We've arrived 5 minutes ago."
I was startled by this cold water action.
WTF.
"Anna, next time do not use such extreme methods for waking me up, bitch." I said, gritting my teeth together. Look at me, all drenched and looking mostly prominently psycho. I glared at her to which she smiled sweetly and walked out the room leaving me muttering profanities at her existence. After drying myself as such as I can with that hair dryer; I followed Anna and Char who were getting out of the glass tunnel which was covered with expensive curtains.
Geez, I think this is a private tunnel just for Moretti's.
As we were heading out of Customs clearance, our luggage arrived at the belt. I was about to get down and pick it up when certain someone beat me at it. I looked up and was surprised to see; Mark.
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Finding You
RomantizmThis story is the sequel of my work Beauty and her Beast. Read it first before reading this part!! Mary has left Nikolai and Alex in the hospital. Nobody knows about her whereabouts. She is as invisible as air around them. So close yet so far . . ...