Michael Holbrook Penniman Junior and Andreas Dermanis. Better known as Mika and Andy. A singer and his camera man. Both very much in love with each other. Both too scared to show the world. But both proud of their love. What will happen if this love, the love that we all could be jealous of, goes out into the world? And what if it becomes too much for one of them?

You better hold her by your side because the streets they run far and wide you never know who she'll meet while she's alone in the street You better keep him near to save you from the things you fear Girl you better hold him close to save you from what you hate most Maybe you don't love her, maybe it's sour but you can't leave her in the streets at this hour You don't know what strangers she'll find If you let that girl slip your mind Maybe you're mad at him and don't know what to do But you better let him put his arm around you Because they'll take off all of your clothes and the worst part is, no one even knows. Find the Authors on Twitter @PotatoMika and @Mika_Freaka

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down and my dad could not face the shame so he killed himself leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructress, and an entertainer in order to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He my family's debt so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer and on-call bedwarmer of my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband. Note: This is originally a story written in Filipino but since there have been requests for its English version, I am going to slowly upload an English translation of this story.