Rachel

Jayce

It’s been a year since that night, and after that night seeing Rachel so happy with someone else, I haven’t made any attempt to contact her even though I know where she is but It’s sad that even I was so badly searching for her everywhere, I can and now when I know where she really is, still I can’t make attempt to talk to her.

I guess I’m happy at the fact that even without me being a part of her life, she is happy, even if it hurts me that that someone is not me but someone other than me.

I sighed, making my way inside the restaurant today is big day for sister and I don’t want to ruin it for her, by looking so fucked up.

So I plastered a smile on my face even if it’s fake, it works for me.

Today she is going to introduce me to her boyfriend, that she has been talking with me for so long, praising him like a demigod or some other, well I don’t care who he is. If he hurts my sister he’ll for sure get hurt.

I entered, only to find the one that I’ve avoided sitting with him. It’s been a year and they are still together, that clear the fact that they both are serious about their relationship. I want to leave. I don’t want Rachel to be with me, my presence might ruin the happiness of her date. But I don’t think my sister should be coming any minute now, and it’s an important day for her. So, I stood around the corner not to make a mark, and I guess I’m blessed to be wearing a hoodie even in this fancy place. I hide my face as much as I can with a hoodie, watching Rachel. She has changed since the last time I saw her, she has grown more beautiful, and with the gold dress that she is wearing. She looks like an angel. I have the urge to run to her seeing her like this wrapping my one hand around her bare waist and the other around silky straight hair claiming her lips with mine.

I sighed I don’t have the right to it even in life again I guess, it is not mine anymore, sadly.

And Rachel left, maybe to ladies, I take it as my move but for some reason I stood there scanning the person Rachel is with, I mean he looks fine, dressed in casuals but the question is not looks the real question is he good enough for Rachel. And just as I was scanning him, a woman who looked very similar to Rachel alert from the back, in a red dress, walked towards him and hugged and kissed his lips.

WTF is going on in here, he is with Rachel and now he is with someone else. I was about to kick the hell out of him, when Rachel walked in hugging the woman too, and when I saw her face, the woman was none other than. “What are you doing here?” I walked towards, without even caring about Rachel seeing me. “Jayce,”

I cheered, hugging me. “Meet Daniel my boyfriend and Rachel her sister,”

“Sister,” I shouted, the last word louder than I accepted too and the eyes of people around the restaurant turned to me.

I apologized, lowering my tone, looking at Rachel who was looking anywhere but at me, hiding her glance, when does she have a brother? I need answers. I have been waiting for years. I grabbed Rachel’s hands, but her so-called brother stopped me. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Talk out some misunderstanding,” I said, not leaving her hand.

Rachel looked at her brother and nodded as he freed her hand. And I took it as much asCopyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

chance to drag her out of the restaurant to my car and drive somewhere she can’t escape, not this time, not before she answers all my questions.

The question has been poking me from inside out for years. She only knows how to answer.

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Rachel

“There is no escape until you answer all my questions,” Jayce said, locking the door of his house and pacing around like an angry beast.

If anyone sees him acting like this they might get scared but that is not the case for me here. I trust Jayce with everything but my heart.

“What kind of answers,” I asked.

“Don’t act innocent, you know what answers I need from you,”

Yes, I know but do I want to confess, that might be a no from my side. I stood silently, watching Jayce getting more and more annoyed by my silence.

Jayce sighed loudly, as he stood in front of me, with his eyes staring at mine. “Let me ask you then. Why did leave that day unannounced, you can at least…,” Jayce stooped, turning his back on me. “Talk to me for one last time before leaving,”

“I don’t think that would make a difference, it’s not like you care,” I said at last the words that were in my heart for a long time. I know he wouldn’t care if anyone in life cared if I lived or died, recently Daniel does but other than him none.

Jayce laughed at my words like a freak as if I shared a joke or so, turning his face at me, his face that seems clearly a mixture of anger and pain. “You’re right I don’t care, maybe that’s why I’ve searching for you like a freak for years,”

“Jayce…,” I mumbled not trusting his words, he has been searching for me but why?

“You know what, leave, I don’t care like you said,” Jayce said walking towards his bedroom without even turning a glance at me, locking himself inside the room.

I stood there dumbfounded silently, watching Jayce in all pain and anger. He was waiting for me, searching for me but why. People say women are hard to read but as a woman I say that men are harder to read because at least we women cry and are not scared to show our emotion that is hiding beneath our heart, but men they just keep silent hiding their pain and anger , everything inside hidden from the women. I’m saying all are the same but I’ve seen enough to say maximum are.