MOST SADDEST STORY

                                            " SOULMATES NEVER DIE"



I'm now a 16 years girl, who lives in a small town in a small country ..Being in a small town, it's worse than you people can imagine...This is a small story of my life...I was born on December after my two sisters,the fact that I was born a girl didn't liked to my family coz they wanted a boy,so when they see me they said : 'just like the others'(just like my sisters,a girl)...this fact made my life a hell..the fact that my family cried when I was born,made my heart broken and I always felt like I disappointed them for what I was...From this fact,when I was 10-14 years old I tried to be a boy by wearing my brother's clothes(the brother who was finally born)and have the behavior of a boy by doing rude things listening to rap like crazy (things that here in my town isn't normal for a girl)...So when I hang out with my friends(which all of them were boys)they always looked at me like I was a boy, so when I liked someone I had no chance on them coz I knew that they will never see me like a girlfriend...

While growing up I understood that being like a boy didn't change the fact that I was the one whom my family wanted to change, deep inside I still was a girl so I gave up on trying and more and more I was becoming a like a 'true girl'..Anyway before three years I knew my first love,the one that still have the power to make my heart beat so fast only when I see him even if I'm not with him anymore...he was on my school (not in my class),the first day I talked to him was like I found the one, I felt that I would fall in love with him, I knew that it wont last coz every one sooner or later get disappointed by me but I wanted to talk to him so bad...we talked like for hours in the internet and more I talked to him more I loved him...but I could not meet him coz people in the town judge a lot and here its like a unwritten rule that its a shame to be in a relationship before 18 years old or something like that.I remember the day when he told me that he loved me, I has so happy, it looked like a dream came true that someone finally loved me for what I am.. I said yes to him even if I knew that people would talk, even if I knew that if my family knew about that I would be dead...
In school we watched each other like all the time and when there were few people he always touched my hair,look to me deep in the eyes and said : your my cutie, I love you...and I stand there always speechless just smiling like a fool, smiling happily...But this lasted for few...I had his e-mail password and one day I opened his e-mails and saw that he was flirting with one of my neighbors...I don't remember how much I cried that day, I don't even know how many hours I stood with tears in my eyes but I knew that I felt so empty, so sad that I could feel my heart breaking in pieces...I had no power to do nothing...our relationship was over, maybe it was over because I had no chance on meeting(hanging out with) him because I felt so afraid what people would say, I was so afraid on disappointing again my family..I wished for a kiss that never came and now never will...

After some days that we broke up he send to me a msg, the most wonderful msg in my life...he said that he wanted me to know that I was the only girl he truly loved, the only one that made his heart beating for love, he told me that I would always be a part of his heart...but I didn't believe him, then it was too hard to believe...now I'm in high school and he is in my class, every morning when I see him my heart aches, it hurts, I swear it hurts so much watching him and not being watched back...I know that now he is in a relationship with another girl, he's happy, they love each other, I'm happy about him that he found a girl that he loves...but me, even after three years I love him more than every guy I met and when I talk to him even just a 'hi', my body shakes and I feel that strange ache on my heart.. but maybe it was my fault,maybe I didn't made him happy...at least I never made a person happy...never...

Now I cut myself not that I'm an Emo, but I cut myself to feel another type of ache, I cut myself thinking that I will only focus on the pain and forget about him, but its too hard, I see him sometimes in my dreams holding his hands and when I wake up I have the desire to talk with him just for some minutes, just to know that he didn't forget about me...and every night I fall asleep I pray to see him in my dreams because its the only place where he is mine...I'm still in love with you,but its not like you want me too.

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                                                    IT IS TOO LATE


Sarah: Kyle I wanted to tell you something
Kyle: what is it? aren't you sleeping?
Sarah: Kyle it is something that I wanted to tell but I couldn't and I can't keep this from you anymore...... Kyle I love you
Kyle: what? I m really shocked. I don't what to say I mean, how and when?
Sarah: I don't know either... but you have to believe me that I never had this planned and by confessing this thing I never mean to intrude into your happy relationship
Kyle: it is okay... don't worry we will try to fix this shit slowly aright
Sarah: I wish I had never met you:(
Kyle: please don't talk like that
Sarah: I have decided that I will stop keeping in contact with you because every time I am with you this feelings gets stronger. so I am moving away from your life
Kyle: please don't say like that can't we just be friends like you once used to wish for? leaving completely would be hard on me
Sarah: why is this happening when everything is over,both of us are in a relationship
Kyle: I don't know but it is late now I think you should rest now it is getting late
Sarah: no I want to find a solution tonight itself, I should have accepted your feelings when I had a chance... why didn't I feel it that time? and now it is so hard for me to move on 
Kyle:...
Sarah: I want to ask you one thing, Kyle do you still love me?
Kyle: it is of no use now, it is too late
Sarah: please I just need to know what you hold for me... please I promise I will go out of your life once I get the answer I promise
Kyle: I think you already know the answer but I know even knowing how I feel for you, we cant change anything. you cant come with me because you can't break his heart and you won't want me to leave her and be with you, so why?
Sarah: I just needed to know so that I can move on. I am really sorry for breaking your heart three years ago and I really am
Kyle : I am sorry for breaking yours
Sarah: well I don't know what to say now
Kyle: you should go to bed now it is getting late. you don't want to be late tomorrow
Sarah: oh yeah one thing, I am sorry I brought all this out but I had to because tomorrow it would have been wrong to tell this to a married man so I had to tell you when you are not
Kyle: and it would be wrong for a married woman to say to someones husband 
Sarah: yeah I am sorry I cant be at your wedding because I got to attend mine
Kyle: me too
Sarah: I am glad that I met a friend like you. I wish we will always be friends.
Kyle: sure we will be
Sarah::)
Kyle: I love you
Sarah:I love you too

                                                                                            SOURCE BY-KINLEY
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BETRAYAL STORY

                                                      BROKEN HEARTED


I met you on Halloween night. We had never talked before, but at that moment we talked forever. While walking down the hallways you would grab me and give me a hug, in the library you would tease me about being a nerd.


 A week had passed and you had asked me out and I said yes and my feelings kept growing and growing. No matter how I felt, you would help me. A month together and it felt like forever. You would hold my hand and be proud to call me your girl. We spent everyday of those first two months together, then we broke up. 

We stayed friends and talked forever and ever on the phone. You had gotten a new girl and it broke my heart. We stopped talking because of her. I got a new guy to see if the pain would fade. It never did. I ended it with him after two months because I couldn't stop thinking of you. When you had found out you had finally decided to tell me you and your girl were over. You asked me back out and I said yes. I was so happy with you and I never wanted it to end. A month passed, it was valentines day, you gave me a kiss and wrote me a letter. I loved you with everything I had. I trusted you. Another month and you turned 16. Another week and the dreadful day came. 

I slept on your couch with a movie playing. Only to wake with you on top of me and penetrating me. I cried and you were startled. you kept going a little more then finally pulled out. I cried my eyes out and I was forced to be with you the whole night. Scared to tell anybody. We were together for a total of 4 months and you ruined it. You broke my heart and took advantage. Now I can never feel the same about you, and I will never be able to trust again. I told the counselor and you spread a rumor around school.


 My life was trashed because you were a betrayer. I cut and overdosed because of you. I wanted to end my life and never feel again. I ended up pregnant with your baby. Then I had the miscarriage. I sliced my wrist open and prayed to die. I didn't and now I have to live with this pain and betrayal for as long as I live.

                                                                                     SOURCE BY-ALAINA LESTER
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                                                          FRIENDS

• It all started during freshmen year in high school. There was this girl I've had my eyes on for a while, but since I'm not really popular nor an attractive person I always doubted that I would ever be with her. Soon comes the time where I have a few classes with her. In the beginning I still doubted that we'd ever even be friends but when we did start to talk a little I got a vibe from her that it seemed like she liked me. When I found out that she enjoyed talking to me I was always excited to go to the classes I had with her just to even talk to her. 

• After a bit of time had passes we started texting a lot and I mean a lot, we had many conversations about our lives and everything. At this time we were just good friends that cared for each other but I still had feelings for her. She started calling me cute and I felt great being complimented because I'm really not used to it. We started to get more into our friendship and started saying love you all the time, at this point I knew she had to like me so we started flirting and talking about hanging out. I felt great for once as if it seemed like I found somebody that actually cares for me. I started to feel attached and she did too but neither of us wanted to stop and I felt as if this was something that was going to last and before I knew it we would be dating. 

• A month or two passes by and everything is still the same nothing has changed but I was thinking its been a little too long and I was getting a little tired of it, but no matter what every time she text-ed me I stopped whatever I was doing just to text her back, I knew I officially had deep feelings for her to the point where I would feel heartbroken if I even thought about her with somebody else. We talked a little and I started to understand that she likes a lot of other guys too and one is my friend which is even worse, next thing I see on her phone is her texting all these guys about her problems. I felt a little crushed because I thought that was all something that went between us but she liked to talk to these other people about it but she talked to them the exact way she talked to me as if she liked them. Well enough with the boring details, I finally decided to ask her out and what she said to me was "I didn't think that you would ever like me like that.", 

• I was excited because I thought she would say yes instead she said no because we are too good of friends and she doesn't want to lose me. I just went with it because I didn't want myself to seem desperate but no matter what, she is on my mind 24/7 to the point where I sometimes wish I never met her. She gets dramatic with me a lot now And it feels like her feeling weren't the same as before. I have usually been a depressed person but this has just been making me more depressed. I started doing hard drugs again because I felt the same as I did before I met her. Alone... 

• But I still tried but now she has no feelings for me anymore since she's popular she started looking into the more popular and good looking guys. I've been feeling heartbroken. Ever since and kinda just gave up on girls and relationships. I'm still hoping She will come back to me and we can be together but whatever. This story might even not been too interesting and I apologize for that of I wasted your time I just needed to get things off my chest this is a very long and confusing situation that I don't have time to type about.

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                                                " A SICKENING BREAKUP"


Weeks of planning sum up to this one moment where I am forced to break her heart. She invites me over her house because she insists that she cook for me, as a few days prior to that night it was I who cooked for her. I just entered her house and can smell the alluring array of pasta and veil, which she knows to be my favorite. Prior to this moment she insisted that I come have a seat and assures me she has not burned the veil as I love teasing her about overcooking. I know I cannot proceed any farther, and regretting not enjoying a memorable evening with the one I love the most, I deny further entrance and she questions why in her playful endearing voice. I look into her loving eyes knowing exactly what has to be done. “I can’t stay” I said dreading my next words to come. 

She knows something is wrong, she knows me too well. She denies herself that it is anything serious, that I am probably just sick or have family problems, never the less she remains concerned. “Why?” she says in the most tolerable tone she can conjure. I pause, debating on if I can still turn this night around and me and her can still enjoy her pasta and veil and enjoy each others’ company for just one night longer. No, I tell myself, you cannot turn back now. As I pause it’s just long enough where she knows it is something very serious indeed and her excited eyes, disappeared with her happiness and innocence becoming nothing more than a memory.

I tell her we can’t be together, that my feelings for her diminished over time. She laughs convincing herself it is a bad joke. She pulls at my arm desperately to come enjoy dinner with her. I ground myself where I am and repeat myself. Tears fill her eyes and every tear shed is a piece of me that will never be recovered. She tries to kiss me and tells me “we can work this out please”, I keep a straight face and turn away. Her sorrow quickly turned to anger, as she slapped me on both sides of my face, tipping over any furniture in arms length in anger, labeling me with the worst profanities she could muster until at last I could take no more. 

I turned around and walked out leaving her to tear apart her house just as I had torn apart her heart. Tears streaming down my face, I refuse to look back. I am afraid that I will turn back and confess my undying love for her. But I must press on, for even though my love 

is undying, my body only has only days to live. I dare not burden her with my death.

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                                                   HE BROKE ME



So there was this new kid that moved here. He was kinda a bad kid. but once you got to know him. He was pretty cool. I thought I'd never have a chance with him.. then the summer after he moved here we were hanging out and he told me he liked me. We grew closer as time went by and he asked me out. of course I said yes, I had fallen in love with him the minute he moved here.... 

He has had a hard home life and one night we were laying there and he was telling me about his family and stuff that has happened and he started crying... It made me feel good that he could talk to me about these things. Because he couldn't talk to anyone else about them.. His dad was kind of abusive and his mom never really listened. I was the only one there for him... One night we were laying there talking and he was telling me that he was probably moving back to his home town.... It really hurt to know that he wasn't going to be around much longer.... We talked about it and he asked if I wanted to stay together or what, and I told him it was up to him.. He told me he wanted to stay together... I said okay because I really didn't want to lose him. He told me that no matter what happened between us he wanted me to know that I could always talk to him and I told him the same thing.... that night we made love,  it really meant a lot to me.. and then a week after this I left for a week to go to church camp. 

We weren't allowed our phones at all during church camp but I checked my phone the 2nd day of church camp on June 12th and he had texted me and said that he couldn't hurt me anymore and that he still wanted to be friends and that he still had feelings for me.. it broke me.. I just broke down and cried so much.. It really hurt.. I kinda went into depression for awhile and then once I got home from church camp I was texting him and he was being a total jerk and saying that I was gross thats why he dumped me and all this.. it really hurt, no one understands how bad it hurt me... 

After that I started cutting again and till this day I still do... Its been almost 4 months since we have broke up and I haven't talked to him.. and he moved back to his home town and I'm still not over him... is it a bad thing I'm still not over him? I love him till this day even after everything he has done to me. I will truly always love him. He was my first everything and I cant help but to still care about him....

                                                                                          SOURCE BY-LOVE GIRL
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                                           SLEEPLESS NIGHTS



'Whenever you need me whenever you want me you know you can call me, ill be there shortly' my cellphone blared Roll Up- Wiz Khalifa. Muttering over being woken up before 12 on a Saturday I answered the phone. It was my friend Josh asking me to crash a sophomore party with him later that night. Having recently broken up with my girlfriend after she cheated on me with my Australian Rugby billet in my house I was heartbroken and tired but reluctantly agreed. We arrived at this girl's party to see her parents giving everyone who approached the house the snake eye. Working our way towards the backyard we saw 16 year old guys with their shirts off and girls drinking and talks in groups. I was talking to my friend about how lame things were until somebody tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around and started into the eyes of the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. Her hair was done in long flowing locks. Her eyes were like looking into a tranquil forest of evergreens and feeling at peace. Her name was Monika I'd seen her around school but had only talked to her once previous to this. She said 'Hey!' in a over energetic tone. I noticed a Cold Play T-shirt realizing that their concert was that very night. She then asked me about school since I had recently transferred back. I replied back with questions about the concert and we talked for a good hour until she had to go home and I had to drive my friend back. 

After dropping my friend off at his apartment I started heading home. I was pondering if I've met a girl in my life that I would hold that kind of significance over. To have a girl that would love me as much as I love her. After parking my car and stumbling up the steps to my house in exhaustion I immediately headed to my to sleep. Leaving my phone on like I always do I was awoken 30 mins later with a message on Facebook. I immediately assume its Josh telling me he forgot something in my car but to my surprise it was Monika! She starts talking to me about how much fun she had at the concert and I replied back with how’s life how are your friend’s etc. Stuff to get to know her better. She then responds to me with details concerning being bullied at school. I was thinking to myself how is the most beautiful girl I have ever met getting bullied by girls in not only in her grade but in my grade (Being a Senior at the time) she talked to me about her Dreams of being a doctor how a girl hates her because her boyfriend talks to her all the time and tons of deep details about her life. Eventually she gets tired but thanks me for listening to all her drama she logs off Facebook and goes to bed and leaves me there laying on my bed wondering about what happened. I laid there for solid 2 hrs thinking about the things we talked about and eventually fell asleep. 

Days later I get another face book message from her about getting bullied by one of my friends. I immediately confront my friend and talk to her about it and resolve things and after cheering her up she tells me she really likes me and a crush develops on my end. I woke up one early Monday morning in April and arrive at school to find out that our Prom date forms had to be in by the end of the week! Not wanting to go stag I quickly raced around asking all my friends who had dates and who didn't have dates. After finding all the Senior Girls had dating and not knowing any of the Junior Girls I started thinking about sophomore girls. Then it hit me ask Monika! My friends after hearing rumors about her advised me not to and ask this other girl. The other girl was blonde haired blue eyes a very very beautiful girl who eventually said she'd go with me if I asked. But the only girl on my mind was Monika. One night I message her asking to see her at lunch the following day she freaks out asking if she's done anything wrong or if she’s offended me in any way, which I reply with no. I found it extremely cute the way she cared. The next day at lunch my heart was pounding in my chest working up the guts to go talk to I go up to her table where her and her friends were sitting and get her alone and ask her 'Monika would you like to go to grad with me' which she replied with 'I thought you were going to beat me up or something I’d love to be your date!' barely able to contain my excitement I strutted to my next class and proceeded to message her that night. She was very excited being her first prom she promised to be the best date ever, which I was sure she was going to be and we agreed to hangout a few times before then to get to know each other better. We agree on a Starbucks date and I pick up at lunch and take her to a local Starbucks from the time she's in the car until were in the coffee shop she would not stop talking and I loved it. She didn't allow for a single awkward moment I learned tons about her she learned tons about me and I enjoyed every minute of it. The cashier at Starbucks asked for her name and she replied with 'Monika with a K' I smiled and felt a feeling I had never felt before it was love. I return her to school and finish up my last class and head home. Prom quickly approaches and I drive over to her house to pick her up. I call her and she leaves her house in a stunning white dress looking like the most beautiful girl on the planet.

Driving her to my house for Pre-Prom she meets my mother and they immediately become best friends. We head over to Prom and sit down the guest speakers give their speeches about how were the best grad classes ever etc etc etc. Then the dancing starts. Usually an awkward guy who wouldn't be caught dead dancing with his mother like any other 18 year old boy Monika quickly grabbed my hand and told my mom lets go dance which she agreed and were immediately on the dance floor having the times of our lives. I remember dancing and looking into her eyes and seeing that smile of hers and just melting. Thinking for one of the few times in my life absolutely everything is okay right now. Dancing with my mom and my prom date and I don't feel shy i feel great. The dancing ends and we prepare ourselves for After-Prom. I change into my after-prom wear and wait outside her change room for her to get ready. She comes out and we proceed to the buses where we sit together on the way there. She asks me a question none of my previous girlfriend had ever asked me 'Why wasn't your dad there'. This was a sort of hurtful question considering my father had left when I was 14 after physically and mentally abusing me for years he went off and got remarried and didn't keep in contact. I had never told anyone this before but for some reason I told her and nearly crying I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine and I swear it was nearly a picture perfect moment to have a perfect kiss. But with tons of people on the bus I didn't want to have any PDA or anything especially because I didn't want to ruin After-Prom in case something went wrong. She proceeded to comfort me and I felt like I could talk to her about anything. She told me things she hasn't told a soul in her life and i felt comforted and felt like I had a special bond with her and I knew at that very moment I loved this girl I loved Monika. Arriving at After-Prom we departed the buses into a giant prop warehouse where it was hosted. There was an area to dance an area to play poker and other games an area outside to walk around and the inside prop section to sit and well I don't know why we had our After-Prom in a prop warehouse so i couldn't tell you the intended purpose. The two of us ate and then she asked to be able to spend some time with a friend of hers before we went into the photo booth I agreed and spent some time with my friends. An 1 hr later she wasn't back and people began to ask where my date was. Looking around i found her being hit on by one of my best friends. Being distraught over the whole situation I sit down and try to recollect my thoughts. She wanders over after a while and asks how I am. I said uh okay I guess she responds with. ‘Were you shut down by any girls or something'. In my mind all I was thinking was the only girl I want to be with is you. She wanders off again and I keep looking for her but to no avail. Being extremely bummed out about not being able to spend time with her I wait in line for the bus home with everyone else with my head down she asks what’s wrong and I respond with ill tell you later. Her facial expression immediately changes to one of concern until we eventually board the bus. On the bus she keeps asking me what’s wrong. Until she asks do you like me? And I respond with yes I really like you. She said 'Chris I like you to, But you’re going to College next year and I'm going to Europe over the summer I don't know if things will work' I immediately want to tell her how I feel right then and there but just couldn't after taking an emotional blow like that. 

Driving her home I fell asleep tears in my eyes grasping the corsage she gave me dreaming about one day being with her. The next day I hosted the After-After-Prom party in which she was invited. I have 100+ people over at my house with a few of my close friends sleeping over to help me keep the place clean and tidy. I text her to see if she's coming. She replies with yes. I look around all night for her but see her once where she only says 'Hi'. I texted her and asked her if I could speak with her so I could finally tell her how I feel she says I'm talking with someone else and I reply but i really want to talk to you she responded back with a smiley face. She eventually leaves without saying a word. I go downstairs clean the house and after my friends fall asleep drown myself with my own tears. A week later she goes to Europe for the summer and I try my best to get over her. I tried going to parties and meeting other girls but the only girl I wanted to be with was Monika. I prayed to God, The Universe and anyone would who listen to please please let her feel the same way i felt about her. 1 month later I get an inbox from her. She asks with about my summer in which I reply with alright she immediately asks me when I'm leaving for College ignoring my questions about her trip. I give her the date and she said I really want to see you before I get back. My heart thumps and I feel a sensation that everything is going to work out. Summer days soon fade away and the time to leave for College approaches. After not hearing for her 3 days before I am supposed to leave and I contact her to arrange my final chance to tell her how I feel before University. She responds with I’m really busy but ill do whatever it takes to see you before you go. We plan to meet up for breakfast the day I leave. 

I wake up early at 6 am fill my car up with gas and drive to her house. I text/call her as instructed and don’t knock on her door as to not awake her sleeping parents or brother. I wait outside the house for an hour and a half and the rain dripping down the side of my car quickly turns to tears. With tears in my eyes I quickly depart her house and return to my house to grab my things and head to the airport. As I’m about to board the plane i get a text from her explaining her phone died and she's freaking out about how she slept in and she wished me the best of luck to me in College and kept apologizing over and over. Being a calm minded individual although it pained me to do it I accepted her apology and boarded the plane to Arizona. The first month I was at Uni I couldn't keep her off my mind. I was meeting 100's of new girls but I only wanted to be with Monika. Being in new environment new girls new friends new school I was scared and I missed the love of my life more than ever. Iv talked to her about 5-6 times since being at Uni for the past Month and a Half. I found out this week Monika has created a charity event and has enlisted my mom to help out with it. My own mother is spending more time with the girl of my dreams the love of my life then I am. I can't keep her off my mind. I have never told her how much I love her how I feel about her. And even though things look bleak at the bottom of my heart I feel everything is going to work out between us and will be together. My friends at Uni ask me why I sleep so much and to be honest I didn't have a response at first until I thought about it. I sleep because in my mind it's the only time I can be with her. It’s the only time I can hold Monika in my arms tell her I love her more than anything on this planet. As I write this heart broken, tired with tears flowing down my face about to embark in another lucid dream or beautiful nightmare depending on how you view things. I look back at the girl with the most beautiful smile that can make everything in life feel all right and I dream and I pray to be able to hold her in my arms and tell her I love her one day soon. God/Universe/ANYBODY please let Monika fall in love with me. Now i'm going to drift off into a world where we can be together that I hope one day very soon can be reality, although I haven't been able to say this in person I may as well start here and say Monika 
I love you.                                                            

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                " LIFE IS CRUEL BUT LEARN TO DEAL WITH IT"


I'm a shy quite Girl so when I met my ex boyfriend in high school I was scared of the possibility that we would never work. 3 years later we were still together and happy after high school we were still together for about a year. We broke up because I walked in on him with one of our friends and I could never forgive him so I had to say goodbye and move on with my life. I kept busy with school and work I lived with two of my best friends who were there for me. I was single for two and half of years had no hook up I just forces on me and my career. 

My best friend Alyssa was getting married and I felt like she need a getaway before her wedding so Alyssa, Ashley, and myself took a trip to Hawaii. We had a great time until One day we were sitting at a bar and grill and these two men walk in. One was super cute and the other was okay. We came to find out the cute one was watching me when I went to the bar to pick up our drinks and when I walked back he watched me walk back to our seat. My friends were going crazy telling me that he was checking me out and all that good stuff while they are telling me these, the other guy walked up to table to introduce himself. His name was Daniel and we said hello then he told us that his friend was hoping to talk to us girls. Alyssa of course made it clear that she was getting married and Ashley had a boyfriend, Daniel said "No worries he was hoping to talk to you and he pointed to me. And before I could say anything Alyssa said she would love to talk to him and I wasn't going to be rude so I agreed to it. His friend came over and introduced himself his name was Alex.

We ended up hitting it off an hang out that night at the club but the club really wasn't our scene so we went for a walk on the beach and just hang out for the night as friends getting to know each other. By the end of the trip we had agreed not to see other people so we spent the next couple of months texting,talking,skyping and just getting to know each other, we ended up being so in love with each other. I went to Hawaii for six months and it was just wonderful. 

After being together for almost 2 years I got a phone call at school from Alyssa asking me if I had heard from Alex and I said no. And she told me that He had something to tell me and if he doesn't tell me then I will. So I called Alex and asked him what was going on and he didn't understand so I told him about the phone call with Alyssa and he still didn't have no idea what I was talking about. So I called Alyssa about and told her she was so mad. So she said F it and told me that she found out. Alex cheated on me and got other girl pregnant I was like wtf so I called him back and gave him a chance to explain and he just shut me out and kept saying sorry. I once again had been cheated on and had no choice but to leave him. Well today I found out that I'm 3 months pregnant and he has no idea.

This is going to sound bad but I don't know if I'm going to tell him because I feel like he has chosen his family and it wasn't mine. I really know how to pick them huh? Well I guess my life is just complicated!
                          
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The girl had a deadly tumor and the doctors told her that she was going to die, but there was still hope she could do a special surgery and survive. If she decided to do it, she would lose her memory forever. When she told her best friend, he told her that he would talk to the doctors so they could plan the surgery. She stopped him, and pulled him to her side.

Girl: I'm not going to do the surgery. (he looked at her shocked) 
boy: you have to be joking, you'll die!
Girl: its better than forgetting everything I've lived with you.
Boy: you don't understand, I can't lose you.....I LOVE YOU!
(she had tears in her eye's)
Girl: you love me?
Boy: yes!
Girl:why didn't you ever tell me?
Boy: I was afraid you wouldn't feel the same....
Girl: but the thing is.... I do feel the same....
Boy: you do??
Girl: yes!! I love you!!
Boy: then please, do the surgery, even if you lose your memory.
Girl: you need to understand me, I don't want to wake up and now know who you are....I'd rather die than forget about you!
Boy: but I will always be here.
Girl: do you promise you'll stay with me no matter what?
Boy: I swear...
(he bent down and kissed her, when the doctor's came to take the girl into surgery the boy put him ring on her finger.)
Boy: take this, so I can be with you during the surgery.
(he kissed her gently on the lip's) 
boy: I'll be here when you come out.
Girl: I love you!
boy: I love you to!
(the doctor's took her away the boy waited while they were done with the surgery. When the doctor's took the girl to her room, the boy stayed with her all night.....she woke up.....
boy: you woke up! I'm so glad you are Ok!
(the girl looked at him with curiosity) 
Girl: who are you??
Boy: it's me your best friend.
Girl: I'm sorry, I don't know who you are, where is the doctor?
(he stared at her)
boy: you seriously don't remember anything about me?
Girl: no I don't, so please leave.
boy: but what happened to our love? I thought you would remember at least that. 
Girl: our love?
Boy: yes! I love you and you love me.
Girl: no, I don't... I don't even know who you are, I don't even know who I am, so please GET OUT NOW!
Boy: but...
Girl: NURSE!
(the boy was kicked out of the hospital...he tried calling the girl afterwards but she didn't pick up
four months later the girl went back to school. One day the boy was walking down the street and saw the girl with another guy....he was heartbroken and just when he was about to look away he noticed the girls necklace....the ring he gave her the day of the surgery was hanging on her neck...
tears came to the boy's eye's.
Boy: she remember's me?
(he was going to go to her, he called her, and the girl looked at him..... she turned back around and kept walking)
Boy: I guess not.
(disappointed he said to himself)
boy: I loved you, but I don't belong in your life or world anymore....
(he took one last look at her and walked away form her...... FOREVER........ :,(

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PROLOGUE:
I don’t have tears anymore. I want to cry, wail out loudly, but I can’t. I just don’t have the strength to do it. I feel numb...alone...cold. I guess I have to go, I've said my goodbyes. And may God forgive my soul. I climbed on to my car, turned the engine on. I looked around, it’s so peaceful and quiet here, I could stay here forever. Hah! I still got a sense of humor. Well, this is Sky lawn, where my mother and my stepfather lie. I came to visit them, brought flowers, lit up a candle, said a prayer...and ask for forgiveness. I will see you soon, mother. I will be with you, Dad.

Blasted radio, why this song? Should I turn the volume up? Alex Clare’s lyrics says it all... “...just too close to love you...” OK, time to go, it’s gonna be dark soon. Oh well, time to drive back. I am at Half moon bay, this zigzag road that I’m afraid to tread. I Don’t like to drive here. But today is a special day...oh, there it is...the dreaded curve. I pushed the gas pedal, the car roared, and headed towards the cliff...I didn't wear any seat belt! I heard a big thud, my head hurts...and everything went black.

Chapter 1

“Dynne, but you have to come!!” Trudie wailed. “It’s Luc’s engagement party, everybody...everyone, will be there!!”
“I can’t, mother, I have to...finish the medical mission. I hope you and Dad understand.” Please put down the phone, mom, it’s hard to hold back my tears.
“What about Luc? He wants you to be there, too. And so does his fiance. Oh, you should see the size of Marian’s ring, it is humongous!!” I’m sure. She should swallow that rock and choke. “I’ll just call them to say congrats.” And may they rot in hell.
“Oh, fine. This is a family affair, you know. Anyway, this is just the engagement. But don’t you dare be absent on the wedding day!!” CLICK. I have to hold my hand on my mouth, I don’t want to make a scene, especially when my best fiend June and her boyfriend Xander is suspiciously quiet in the room, and their eyes are on me. 

“Was that your mom?” I could see June frowning. “She’s bugging you to attend Luc’s party.” She sighed and looked at Xander. I didn’t answer. I went straight to the shower, locked the door, and cried.

My father died when I was seventeen. Mother has to find a job; my father just left us debts. My mom got a job as a domestic helper in Hong-Kong, and I will be left here in Manila by myself. Anyway, I just graduated from high school, about to start college. I want to be a doctor, but with our financial situation, it might be just a dream. Although, I got a scholarship in one of the top university in the Philippines. They offered a two and a half year premed course, and I got in the program. For two years, my life was a routine. I went to school, then at home to study and read. My mom sent money, just enough to pay the bills and for me to eat 3 times a day. I don’t go out with friends, no budget for that. But I’m okay. No distractions. I have a goal, and I don’t want my mom’s sacrifice to be nothing. Then I got a call. My mom is coming home. Was her contract done? Is she ok? She told me she will tell everything once she arrived. I saw her at the airport, and she is looking good. Her eyes are smiling. She’s wearing this nice caftan dress and it looks good on her. She was talking to a tall, white haired man, and he was holding my mom’s hand!!

My mom got married to Theo, her sixty year old employer. She was a housekeeper at Theo's massive flat in Hong Kong. I learned that he is a Greek businessman, about to retire, so he could enjoy travelling. He’s a widower, and he adores my mother. I could see, and my mom looks happy, too. They came here together to tell me the good news. So, in three short weeks of their stay, Theo bought a furnished condo unit near my school, paid my tuition in full and placed a substantial amount on my bank account. He also settled all our debts. It was like a dream. Mom said that they are moving to the US. Theo's head office is in San Francisco, but his son Lucas, will be taking over. And as soon as I finish my premed, I could go and study abroad.

Chapter 2

I’m glad to finally set my foot on land. It was my first time on an airplane, and I almost freaked out. There was mom and Theo waving at me.“So, how’s your flight?” Mom said after hugging me tight.“It’s okay, I guess.” We drove up to a huge Victorian house, the ones that you see in postcards. Nice. “So, Kohr, have you decided on what school are you going?” Theo said in his baritone voice. Just then, in the corner of my eye, I saw something...someone. I turned around and saw this tall, lean guy with dark hair looking at me. He was gorgeous. “Ah, there you are Lucas. Come and meet your stepsister, Geraldine.” Smiling, Theo was kissed on the cheek by this handsome Greek god. “Welcome to our home.” He nodded at me curtly, and walked away. I am in love. Love? Wow! I had crushes before, but never like this. My heart was fluttering like crazy whenever he’s around. I can’t even look at him to meet his gaze. I stutter whenever I answer his questions. When his arm accidentally brushed mine, it sent electrical shocks to my core. Any skin contact with Luc, or just being in close proximity with him, makes my legs feel like jelly. Lucas, or Luc, as he preferred to be called, took on the family business after his mother died 4 years ago. He’s just 30, but already an accomplished businessman. When he took over Theo’s import/export business, he was able to branch out to other industries, as well. Hence, Leonidas Group of Companies was born. Theo said it’s time for him to relax, so after he turned full control of the business to Luc, he and mom started travelling around the world. A mistake, he said, that he wasn't able to do with his deceased wife, and so now he wants to make up for it with my mother.

I was looking at medical schools here in Northern Cali, so I could be near my mom. Ok, really? Fine. I want to be near with Luc. Even though this step sibling thing is an obstacle, I’m content with just seeing him everyday. Not that I have illusions of him and me getting married, but hey, one can dream, right? And I am cheering on the inside when I learned that Luc has no serious girlfriend yet. Yes, I could see him with other women, but he’s not the playboy type. I understand, he has needs. But still, I’m glad he’s not into a committed relationship. I hope that he somehow sees me, like, admire me. Well, I can’t blame him for not even looking. I have not shed this huge hideous vintage round glasses that I’m wearing that Harry Potter’s got nothing on me. His spectacles are miniature compared to mine. I’m not into fashion anyway. Besides, I am petite, about 5’4”, and fat. I try to cover up by wearing loose, frumpy clothes, hoping that no one can see my shapeless figure. 

I got into UCSF’s MD curriculum program. I know that Mom and Theo are proud of me, they never failed to say that every 5 minutes. But Luc? Nope, no words of praise. He just said ‘good’ when he learned the news. I don’t think he’s jealous, Theo always praises Luc’s achievements every time we have dinner together. Well, that is like every other month when I saw him and my mom here in SF. They’re always travelling elsewhere.
I did not leave Luc’s home. I just drive to school, even though I leave an hour early for class to avoid traffic. No problem, as long as I am living in the same house with Luc. I always try to strike a conversation with him, to appear as cheery as possible. But he’s always frowning at me. I hope he notices my smile.

It’s my first summer here in SF. Mom invited me to join her and Theo in an Alaskan Cruise. But I wanted to go back to Manila to see my best friend, June, even for two weeks only. “What time is your flight? I told you to email Carina your itinerary”. Carina is Luc’s PA, she’s also like a mother to him. “S-sorry, I...um...I forgot. But...I have it here...a copy of the...the itinerary.” Gosh, why can’t I talk straight with this guy?? He grabbed it and frowned, “You’re leaving at 8? What time is it?” He looked at his watch and grabbed his keys. “I’ll just drop you off. Come on.” It’s a 30 minute drive to the airport, with the traffic, of course. But that is like a lifetime for me. To be with Luc this close... “Are you asleep? We’re here.” Nope, not asleep at all. I just closed my eyes while I imagined that we are on a date, and that Luc loves me. He placed my luggage at the curb. I sighed as I got out of his car. I want to kiss him, badly. You know what? I’ll do it!! Why not? At least, I will be gone for 2 weeks, and who knows, he might realize something while I’m gone. We’re not even related, like blood related, so...

I grabbed his dress shirt, tiptoed and kissed him! But...his mouth remained closed...?! He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me. “What the fuck was that?” he wiped his lips. “I...I’m sorry.” I love you. “I thought-“
“Shit! Don’t ever do that again! Fuck! I did not LIKE that, ok?” and he turned away, slammed his car’s door and drove. 

Chapter 3

“It’s okay...he doesn't mean that.” I was crying inconsolably, June doesn't know what to do anymore.
“Here, drink some water.”
“I know what can take your mind off things. Xander’s fraternity is organizing a medical mission this weekend, and I want you to come with us!!” Xander is June’s boyfriend and schoolmate, he’s a year older than us. Both of them are studying medicine here in Manila, and I’m staying at June’s condo.

“Hi, I’m Bernard, I’m one of Xander’s frat bro. You’re Dynne, right?” I looked up and saw this guy smiling at me. He looks handsome, tall, but not as tall as Luc. “Hello.” And I continued sorting medications that are to be dispensed by the volunteer doctors. “It’s good that you’re able to join us. I’m one of the volunteer doctors, I’m over there.” He pointed at the shed where the free circumcision sign was hanging. “I’m actually a urology resident. I heard that you’re in UCSF med. That means you’re not only beauty, but brains as well.” What?? I looked up again, I can’t believe what he’s saying. Is he blind? Maybe he needs glasses. I’ll let him borrow mine. “After this event, can we have dinner?” Ok, this Bernard guy is a lunatic. No one asks me for dinner, unless he expects me to pay for it?? “Umm, sure. What time?” I need to get my mind off things, and Bernard amuses me. “Let me get your number, and I’ll tell June and Xander that I will be the one to drop you off at the condo later.”
“Thanks, Bernard. Bye!”

June closed the door after we saw Bernard get in the elevator. “So, how was it?? He’s cute, Dynne!!” “Yeah, I guess.” And I didn't paid the bill for dinner, he did. “Oh, and your mom called. I told her that you’re out on a date. Did she call you on your cell?” Mom called me? I hope Luc did not say anything about the... “Did she say why? Does she sound mad?” 
“Nope, more of surprised actually. I guess she never thought you date.” I don’t. It’s not that I don’t want to, but no one really looked behind the surface. “Hello, mom? What’s up??”
“Dynne!! I heard you went on a date!! How was it?” I told my mother about Bernard, she seemed ecstatic that I might actually introduce a boyfriend to her. She seemed happy, and proceeded to tell me all about the wonders of Alaska. Theo made sure that mom has a good time. They are still in the cruise, but will go back midweek of July. “Why? I thought you’re going to Hong Kong? July sale, remember?” Hong Kong has its biggest sale in July, and mom never misses it. “You’re gonna be in SF at that time too, right?”
“Mom, what’s going on?” 
“Luc is engaged!! Theo will be throwing a party, engagement party for them!!” Oh. “So you’d better be here so that we could shop for clothes. Marian already booked us for spa and salon.” Marian. I haven’t heard that name before. Maybe she’s pregnant? “Oh, Dynne. They look so good together. Well, he is Luc’s third cousin...oh, no, fourth I think...anyway...Dynne?? Hello?”
“Yes, mom.” 
“Ok, so...that’s the big news!!”
I heard Theo’s voice, and soon after, mom hanged up.

Chapter 4

Luc is engaged. Engaged. In love and engaged. But not to me. I extended my stay here in Manila, until the second week of August. I could register online for school anyway, so I don’t have to be there. I don’t want to be there, near Luc and Marian. I think I’d better start looking for an apartment. Or better yet, why don’t I stay here for good? Nah, I still have school. What is 2 more years anyway? Then, I’ll move somewhere far...Alaska? I hope the moon is ready for occupancy in 2 years time. I told my mom that the medical mission is gonna take a month. Of course, I lied. I just hope they bought it. I know that June hears me when I cry every night, no matter how I try to muffle the sound with my pillow. It doesn't help that my eyes get easily puffy after crying. 

To take my mind off things, I agreed to go out with Bernard. He’s a good guy, attentive, funny...and he said he likes me. We almost go out every night, eat dinner, movies, or sometimes, just hanging out at the coffee shop. Still, I think of Luc...and it hurts. It’s two days before the engagement party. I don’t know what to do. I want to tell Luc how I feel, and maybe...“Don’t do it, Dynne. You told me what happened at the airport. Ok, think. Let’s say he likes you, say, loves you...then what? He is your stepbrother. Think about that.”
“I know...but I just want him to at least acknowledge me.” And...?? “I’ll stay away from him, from them, when I get back.” I emailed Luc, extending my best wishes to his fiance, Marian. It was a short letter. June is right, and I can’t bear another rejection from him. 

Geraldine,
Your decision to stay in Manila says it all. Let us put the incident at the airport behind us. Perhaps it is best for you to continue with the man that you’re seeing at the moment. Try to dress up nicely, accentuate your features and don’t hide it. I hope that next time we see each other, you will not be mooning at me.
Lucas 

Oh.my.God!! I closed my eyes. I should ‘dress up nicely’. Sure, Luc. ‘Continue seeing the man’. I will, Luc. I will. I spent almost half the day in the shower. Good thing that June is spending the long weekend at Xander’s family, and I am all alone in her flat. Tomorrow is their engagement day. Everybody will know that Luc and Marian are to be wed. I left a message at Bernard’s phone. I want to see him tonight. He’s here 10 minutes early. “I’m happy to see you, Dynne. So, where do you want to go?” 
“We’re booked at The Peninsula. We’re going there.” Bernard looked at me, surprised. “Booked?”
“Yes. We have a room. We are going to have sex tonight.”

Chapter 5

“Dynne?”
“Yes?”
We were both staring at the ceiling, stark naked. “I have to tell you something.” What now? I don’t have any condoms left. I don’t want to talk. Can he just leave? Or maybe, we could have sex again, until I don’t feel anything. Until I’m numb. “I’m married.” Great. Just fucking great. I just gave my virginity to an asshole. I've waited this long, saved myself to someone worthy...someone who could see beyond the frumpy me...and it all comes to this?? “Dynne, I’m-“
“Save it. I don’t wanna talk. Just go.”
“But..”
“I said go. I don’t care anymore. I never did care. So you’re married. Fine. Make sure the door’s closed when you leave, ok?”

“OH MY GOD! DYNNE!! CALL AN AMBULANCE, HURRY!! XANDER, DO CPR!!” I tried to open my eyes but they were so heavy. I could hear June’s voice, but this is not her place. Where...? I could hear June sobbing. “Dynne, why did you do this?” 
“Please don’t tell my mom, anybody in my family.”
“You lost a lot of blood, you know.”
“I’m sorry if I made a mess in your bathroom.” June held my right hand. My left wrist is bandaged, and it hurts. “Why, Dynne? Why?”
“I wasn't thinking right. I just realized that if I died, Lucas will not be happy, as it is his engagement day.”
“I called Bernard, and he was guilty as hell. But Bernard already filed for an annulment two months ago, he’s just waiting for it.” June shook her head. “So it still IS about Luc...”
“June, just withdraw money from my ATM card. If I use my credit card, mom might know about this. Pay the hospital bill in cash.”
“They will see the scar, Dynne. You sliced your wrist with an X sign. The doctor told me” They won’t see it. In fact, they won’t see Dynne at all. Dynne died already.

Chapter 6

It’s a good thing I left June’s condo 3 hours before my flight. With this traffic, I have only 1 hour left to check in. Anyway, good thing I flew Business class, they’re somewhat lenient to Diamond card members. Ok, so I've checked in already. All I have to do is wait at the lounge. I've checked my email, mom said they left for Greece. Another engagement party thrown by Marian’s father. Nice. I wish them well.
"Hi, are you waiting for somebody?" Hmm...he smells good. Blonde hair, tanned skin, chiselled body. Surfer dude? “No, I’m flying alone.”
“Good then. I’m Ethan.” Oh, well. I could see that Luc is right. A little haircut, ditch the frumpy clothes, throw the glasses and get contacts...voila! Men will notice. I left almost all my clothes for donation. June helped me find dresses, skirts and pants to suit my curves. Yes, curves. I could see Ethan conversing with my breasts, as he is looking at it most of the time. Thanks to this fit hugging shirt and push up bra, my boobs seemed to double in size. Nobody’s home. Good. I’d better sleep, I want to go to school early to finish my registration and check out my schedule.

I haven’t seen Luc in about a week since classes started. I don’t know how will I react if I saw him. Everybody in school thought I was a new student. Heck, even my friends Joan and Denise can’t believe it’s me. Funny how they could see me now, with these entire facade. Nobody even dared to talk to me before when I was just simply Dynne. I also started dating Ethan, but I haven’t gone to bed with him yet. Maybe soon.
Marian came to the house one day, looking for Luc. I find it funny when I told her I’m Geraldine. I guess Luc told her how I look, how pathetic I was. At first she thought I was Luc’s mistress, boy, she was ready to hurl that vase at me. If she did, I will not hesitate to cut her throat with the broken vase, since she already sliced my heart to pieces. I’m pretty sure she’ll tell Luc about me.

Ethan reached for my hand. “Please, Geraldine, let’s talk.”
“About what? I told you, we’re over. Done.”
“What happened? Is it about the other night? Tell me.” Ethan’s blue eyes pleaded.
“What about it? I enjoyed it, Ethan, believe me. But, that’s just it. We can’t see each other anymore.” I put my sunglasses on, hoping that Ethan gets the hint that he has to leave. Now. He pulled the chair closer to me. Still not letting go of my hands. “Is it because I said I love you?” I straightened up, but still sitting on the lounge chair facing the pool. I removed my sunglasses, looked straight in his eyes, “Yes. I don’t do love, Ethan. I don’t believe in it anymore. And I have the scar to prove it. Goodbye.” 
I stood up to go inside...I almost froze. Luc is standing by the door, looking at me. In what seems like an eternity of looking at each other, I shifted my gaze, and headed inside, walked past him as if he does not exist. He used to do the same to me before, as if I am invisible. But why do I feel this ache in my heart?

Luc tried to search something in Dynne’s eyes. Gone is the innocent, shy, timid Geraldine. All he saw was coldness... Luc and I sometimes see each other at the house. But I always turn the other way. Nothing has changed really, except that I don’t look at him anymore. No mooning, right? I also forgot the last time we talked. Meaning, that it was a long time ago. Why do I still love him? I spoke with my mom later that night. They are coming back here in SF. I missed her, although we talk twice a week, I still want to see her and hug her. Greece has a storm coming, Theo wants to get back here in sunny San Francisco.

Chapter 7

Why is Carina calling me?? She knows I’m in class. I turned off my cellphone. I have to listen on how these intestinal parasites proliferate, I want to ace the exams again. Wow, 6 missed calls in 2 hours? Carina didn't even leave a message. Wonder what happened? Did Marian lose her big ass ring? Oh, maybe Luc had seen the light and he loves me now? Sure. “Hey, Carina, I was in class. What’s all the missed calls?”
Gertrude ‘Trudie’ Leonidas. Mother. Wife. Friend.
Theodorus Nikolai Leonidas. Father. Husband. Friend.
I am alone now. My mother and Theo died in a plane crash. I will never see my mom again. She did not even see ‘Geraldine’. But I know she knew the real me. He never saw Dynne cry. Not even a drop of tear. Luc suddenly missed Geraldine, her longing eyes that he usually catches looking at him. He never seen her laugh nor smile, either, for the longest time. He wants to know what Dynne is feeling, now that she’s an orphan. Well, not really alone, technically speaking, he’s still the stepbrother. Geraldine is so different now. She carries herself with confidence, like she came out of a shell. And what a transformation. From ugly duckling to a princess...stoic, ICE princess. 

Luc was talking to almost everybody who came at the burial. I don’t know them, only a handful. I guess they don’t know me either, but everyone was polite with the condolences. I noticed something odd, though. Why is Luc always glaring at Marian? “Who was that? Is he the third one you rejected again?” Luc said as he was looking at Parker as he stormed out of the house. Oh, so now he’s talking to me. “It didn't work out.” I headed to my room. Luc stood in front of me “So, what is this scheme of yours?” I looked at him, trying to hide the pain of his rejection. “I followed what you told me. It worked.” I held his gaze, be brave, Geraldine.
“Geraldine...”
“Excuse me. I’m going” 
“No” he did not move to give way. “We have to talk.”
“Okay. Is this about Theo's will? I don’t know how to handle that insane amount of money, but can I ask you to handle the finances? Until I graduate?” You’re going to handle everything anyway.
“It’s not about the will, Dynne-“
“Geraldine.” Dynne is dead.
“So now you’ll call me Lucas? What’s the deal here? Talk to me.” I love you...always have, always will. “Maybe you’re the one who wants to talk, Luc. I’m listening.” I pulled out the bar chair and sat down.
“You don’t have to hide what you feel. You need to grieve, Dynne.”
“I already did, Luc. I’m already broken, just waiting for another drop...” And I will burst into pieces. Luc, still standing, placed his hands on each of his pockets. “Well, Marian says that she’s pregnant.” He shrugged. “I guess the wedding’s gonna be next month.” Shattered. Crushed into tiny bits. Broken. “Good for you. I wish you both well, and the baby, of course.”

Chapter 8

I don’t have tears anymore. I want to cry, wail out loudly, but I can’t. I just don’t have the strength to do it. I feel numb...alone...cold. I guess I have to go, I've said my goodbyes. And may God forgive my soul. I climbed on to my car, turned the engine on. I looked around, it’s so peaceful and quiet here, I could stay here forever. Hah! I still got a sense of humor. Well, this is Sky lawn, where my mother and my stepfather lie. I came to visit them, brought flowers, lit up a candle, said a prayer...and ask for forgiveness. I will see you soon, mother. I will be with you, Dad. Blasted radio, why this song? Should I turn the volume up? Alex Clare’s lyrics says it all... “...just too close to love you...” OK, time to go, it’s gonna be dark soon. Oh well, time to drive back. I am at Half moon bay, this zigzag road that I’m afraid to tread. I don’t like to drive here. But today is a special day...oh, there it is...the dreaded curve. I pushed the gas pedal, the car roared, and headed towards the cliff...I didn't wear any seat belt! I heard a big thud, my head hurts...and everything went black.

“Mr. Leonidas? Are you her family?” Dr. Williams looking sternly at Lucas. “Yes, Doctor, I am.”
“But her emergency contact says here Carina Sandoval.” The doctor was frowning as he flipped through the medical chart. “Carina is my secretary. I am her...stepbrother.” Lucas said firmly. “And Carina is not here at the moment.” Dr. Williams looked at him. “Ok, since no one can confirm what you’re saying...do you know any distinguishing marks on her...scar, maybe? “Birthmark? Scar?” He paused. “I don’t really know.”
“You might want to look at her, just to be sure.” They walked at the hallway, leading to the last room on the left. Lucas could hear the beeping sound of the monitor, the blowing sound of the respirator...and he saw her. Her head and face was covered with bandages, her right arm raised on a sling, her left leg with cast up to her thigh. Multiple bruises and abrasions everywhere. “She’s on the breathing machine, her ribs were crushed. She is in coma. She’s practically broken.” Dr. Williams explained, while he flashes light on to Dynne’s eyes. That word. Geraldine said that. He held her left hand, his thumbs caressing her arm, touching her wrist... “What’s this?” He flipped her left wrist, and saw a big X scar.

“Carina!! Did you find whatever??” Lucas banged the wall. He asked Carina to look into Dynne's room to find something, anything, that could tell him what went on Dynne’s mind. “Luc, I did not see any diary, or letter, or...something. I flipped through her notes and books, and there’s nothing. Geraldine just kept everything to herself...” Carina turned around and sobbed. Lucas already spoke with Ethan, James and Parker. All three said the same thing. That she’s always distant, cold...mysterious. That’s why they were drawn to her. Nobody knew about the scar. She always wears bangles or cover it up with wristwatches. Carina came up, handed Dynne’s cellphone to him. EMT found her purse and was returned to them. He looked at the directory, remembered a familiar name...June. In between sobs, June was able to tell Luc everything. And he already knew what the last straw was. 

Chapter 9

Luc went to Marian’s penthouse. He needs to tell her something personally, and does not want to say it on the phone. He’s pretty sure Marian’s at home, as if she’s working anyway. He has his own key, convenient at times, his office is just a block away from here. He heard muffled voices... “But, mama, he always uses condoms!!”
“So, condoms break!!”
“But it didn't!! So how? What am I supposed to do?” Marian wailed.
He walked in. “Tell the truth.” Luc is seated beside Geraldine, his palms covering his face, “I’m sorry, Dynne. I really am.”
“I didn't know...God, how I wish I was as bold as you. But I was scared.” He touched her scar, his finger outlining the raised X mark. “Please wake up, Dynne.” I love you.

EPILOGUE

Luc wiped his tears. He looked at his watch, and straightened himself. 
Gertrude ‘Trudie’ Alves-Leonidas. Mother. Wife. Friend.
Theodorus Nikolai Leonidas. Father. Husband. Friend.
Geraldine ‘Dynne’ Alves. Daughter. Friend. His Love.
It’s been 2 years, and Luc never fails to visit Dynne every 15th of the month. His calendar has an X on every 15th, to remind him of the day Dynne had died, the date of his previous engagement day to Marian. He looked up, sighed, and closed his eyes. Only one word can describe what he feels...EMPTY. Lucas made a vow, a promise to Dynne’s grave. That he will soon be Lucas Armand Leonides. Son. Friend. Her Love.

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