The seriousness with which he said those words filled my veins with madness. He only had serious and expressive eyes, but I'll never believe those facade eyes.
It was once hurt me. It was once break me.
“I like you. Je t’aime, Jette Aime Anderson.”
I like you! Who is he fooling? Me? Hell no!
Je t’aime, Jette Aim.
Did he say my name twice or he utters it in French? Wow! He believes I will believe him? He thinks I'd fall for those flowery words? No!
Out of rage, I did something I know that moment is right and wanting to prove something to him, and he should not mess with me.
It was a text message and an invitation from a well-known actor
"Yes, I'm available tomorrow," I replied to Ron, and he called me few seconds after.
That fast?
“Is that true? Did you really say yes to me?” Ron said excitedly after I accepted the call. I'm sure he'd be surprised as well. He's been texting me constantly, and this is my first time responding after his hundred messages.
The elevator opened, and see the door of my condo, meters away.
"Yes," I said, and I heard him jump in the other line. "I'll be available in the morning."
“Wow, "Would you rather choose the location or me?" Like, a safe-keeping location for you-
"No," I said, cutting him off. Ron and I only met once at an event, and he got my phone number from my manager. I didn't respond to his text, who keeps inviting me to dinner, because I'm not really interested. "I'm all right. I want to eat quietly, enjoying the scenery, not hiding or…” I paused, and I knew he know it as well. I cleared my throat, “or you’re in relationship right and I should not-
"No, no," he cut me off abruptly. “No. I'm not. I, too, prefer to eat breakfast without hiding."
I opened the door to find my brother in his pajamas, staring at his laptop. I expected him to be asleep by now. My brother lifted his head to me.
I returned my attention to my phone and didn't notice Ron was saying something to which I wasn't paying attention. I couldn't remember what he was saying.
“I will end this call, Ron.” I said to Ron, who was constantly talking on the phone.
"Oh, you must still be at work," he replied.
I yawned, fakely. "See you tomorrow," I said as I hung up the phone.
I will broadcast this! Who says I’m available? Fuck off, Kairus. I’m not! He would see this news and he would backout! I was so young and was not in legal age when I had a crush on him. It was my frail and young heart. He was simply my puppy love. It faded and gone.
"What are you looking at?" " I asked my brother as I lay next to him. I hadn't noticed it until he calmly pulled down the laptop.
“Nothing. "Just pictures of women," he said, and I rolled my eyes.
“Why are you working so late?” My brother asked after hearing my silent sighs. I smiled and lowered my body onto the large couch.
"I'm not working," I explained, placing my feet on my brother's lap. "I had to dinner with the CEO."
His hand slowly massages my feet. And I asked him a question that made him stop.
"Do you still have feelings for your...ex-wife...to Kelsey after all these years?"
I opened my eyes and saw him, spaced out, seem like he didn't expect me to ask him. As if he was imagining Kelsey in front of him. We never spoke to them again after his best friend betrayed him and Kelly hurt him. This was the first time I asked, and we discussed it.
He responds that stunned me. “Feelings never fade." "But that doesn't mean we have to be stuck with those feelings. I moved on as well.” He stared at me. “I’m mad at her. We’ve been together for long years. I loved her.” My brother whispered, seriously. I can see pain through it.
I know it is so painful.
“She was the only who owned me. I’ve been staying away those women because I don’t want her to be mad or jealous, and just one lie, she left me. She never even listens to me.” My brother fell silent and grimaced. "She allowed our family to be shattered into tiny pieces."
"But you used her..." I said matter of fact, and he looked at me. I gave a sad smile. We are now completely broken. It's as if our wings just fell off to make us feel broken.
‘That’s only one mistake…”
Sadly, I shook my head and smiled at him. "It's not one; if it were me, it would completely break me."
He went silent. I thought that’s it but I was shook to the next words he said.
“I will get my revenge.” He said that made my eyes widened.
“What?!” I quickly get up. “What do you mean, Andrew?” I asked, now starting to feel worried.
He looked at me, and smirk. “I heard that jerk would propose or did he? I will break them apart.”
“Don’t do that Andrew! It’s not fair! I thought you have moved on! Andrew-“
He made a shaky motion with his head. "I'm off to my room." "I'm going to bed now." He walked away.
" I yelled, but he never looked back.
Even though he was no longer in my sight, his sudden revelation caused my mouth to part. What a jerk! Is that his intention all along?! To hell with him!
My phone vibrated, and I frown reading the text.
Another jerk.
“I’m sorry.”
How did the fuck he got my phone number?
"Where on earth did you get that number?" I responded to him. He sent a message that quickly.
Wow, no girls to entertain?
“Cursing is bad. I will post this online.”
“Wow, what a threat! I’m scared!” I replied, rolling my eyes.
My heart stopped again at the message he sent. It's not the response I was expecting.
“You are so cute.” He texted.
That was the text message that was sent to me. I was about to send my final and cursing message when I noticed the text again. It was a photograph! It was just a screenshot of me playing guitar to the rabbit!
It was a random behind the scenes video I created with my music video.
“Fuck that! Stop stalking at me! Why would I fuck, talk with you! Don’t text me. I will block you, anyways!”
I smirked and click his number. Of course, I will block you, but the madness of blocking him has become so boneless that I accidentally saw his last message.
“Of all the videos I've watched, this is the one I always go back to watch to fall asleep." I had no idea you were an animal lover. I can be your dog,”
What kind of play he is playing? Animal lover? Of all videos he watched? Did he mean that he was watching my videos?
I smirked, and go to the video he means. I hide it. What I am? A lullaby? Then, let’s see who can’t sleep tonight.