The story why I am hurting right now

May 25, 2012 at 2:38 am (love, relationship)

this started like two months ago,  i broke up with him because i think he is so naive and insensitive. But after two weeks I realized that I missed him so much and that I can’t live without him anymore (we’ve been together for more that 3 years). But when I approached him that I want us back together the unexpected happened, he doesn’t want me anymore…he said he will come back to me, he just needs time to fix everything because he doesn’t want to hurt me anymore. And there i begged, “please don’t leave me, i can’t handle this”. But his decision was final I could do nothing to change it.

Well you see, he’s not like that, he’s the kind of a guy that would kneel in front of me for my forgiveness. He loved me so much back then, but in just two weeks, all of it has changed. HE HAS CHANGED.

but despite of that we still see each other, he goes to our house, we’ll have a good time, laughter, hugs and kisses, but the feeling is not complete though, then this thought will come to my mind, why doesn’t he want me back, we’re happy, like what it used to be. I can’t understand everything! but i decided not to open the topic cause i know it’ll all be complicated again.

so we’ve been like that for two months, there are some boys whose interested to me, but I did not entertain them because despite of him not wanting me, he still love me, and doesn’t want me to entertain suitors. So last night we talked, then we had a fight, I got mad at him because he was acting sarcastic because there was a guy who liked me, who told me that I looked blooming that he wants to court me. So i told him what’s wrong with that!? don’t act as if like you’re my boyfriend (i know it’s my fault, i have such a bad mouth when I’m angry)

so he said, “yeah you’re right. Do whatever you want to do”

just when i thought that it doesn’t hurt anymore…last night all the pain came back

there’s a reason behind what i said, because i want him to say that he want me back because he doesn’t want me to be with any other guy but him.

but last night instead of saying that, it happened like the other way around

he chose to give me to others that to come back to me  😦

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Birthday Wishes

July 24, 2011 at 1:06 pm (writings) (, , , )

I was not thinking about my debut (18th birthday). Because I know that I will never have the party I’ve always wanted. We have too many debts to pay for. Besides, it’s too early to think about that. I mean, my birthday is on December 20 and its only July.

But there was this time when we-me and my family-went to a mall. That time there was…like an exhibit…there were different booths at the whole area (It’s actually for wedding events, but they do other occasions too). Then we decided to check it out. They registered my name as a debutant to get in. And when we’re in, everything seems to be superb for me! The first booth I saw were photo booths for rent, (each booth gives us flyers containing informations, like contact numbers and emails and websites, and the rates of course). Then Ate (eldest sister) asked me,

“how much are the photo booths?”

“The first booth…9000php for 4hours…The other booth is 7500 for 4hours” I answered.

“Mura na! Pwede na yan.” She said.

I was shocked. Like…WHAT!? Is she serious!?-well I didn’t say that out loud ofcourse.   😀

And we continued walking…checking one booth to another. I was really amazed. I saw photos, like they’re having some kind of a pictorial. They looked like pro models for me. And I was watching cinematography-which is so cool I can’t take my eyes off it. I really want to have that on my debut party too. But unfortunately, the price will surely give my siblings a heart attack.

Aaand we continued checking the other booths again. There were cute gowns, very very cute 4 layered cakes, invitations with different themes. My sister were like, “hey A, you like this and that?” “Ohw look at that. Look at the cake, how much is it? Look at that gown. Look at that invitation! How much is it?”…that’s when I started to be soooo excited ‘bout my debut party (which I know—–IT WILL NOT HAPPEN AT ALL).

Since then I’ve always had that day dream of a perfect debut party. I was thinking too much about it, I find it hard to sleep. I was day dreaming instead of having a real dream while sleeping. I was imagining too much, I created a wish list in my mind. Instead of writing it down on a paper and posting it on my closet…I decided to post it on my blog. Why? Well simply because it’ll be very embarrassing if my siblings or my mom knew about it.

Now, about my wish list 🙂

FIRST

My father passed away last may 31 (today is July 23). So my first wish is…..

1.)  I wish my father would be there on my birthday. And if possible…I wish he’ll be there ALIVE.

SECOND

The day after we went to that mall was the 18th birthday of “D.”-a rich-brat-childish-annoying classmate of mine when I was in grade school-she posted a picture of her invitation in our group on facebook. So I clicked on it, and there I saw that she had a photo shoot. That’s how I knew about the “pre-debut photo shoot”. I was so insecure, ooohw how I wish I could have a pre debut photo shoot too. So I started searching the net about pre debut photo shoots. I really had fun looking at those pictures-at the same time, having that I-wish-I-was-her feeling. Then I clicked on this Eunis pre debut photo shoot on google and it brought me to Jraon’s photography website. The pictures were awesome! So my second wish…obviously……

2.) I wish I could have a pre debut and debut photo shoot with JRAON photography.

THIRD

Only my long-time boyfriend and close friends know that I am so into photography. I’ve always imagined myself as a pro photographer capturing every moment of life. We only have a 5megapixel camera at home, and now it’s a little bit broken. There was this time that my dite’s (second elder sister) co-worker visited us here at our province- in Bataan. She brought her Nikon camera with her, and of course I borrowed it. I took pictures of the flowers, the leaves, everything! I had fun taking pictures everywhere! I was impressed on the outcome of the pictures I have taken. My brother’s fiancé has a Nikon camera too. I did the same. Then I said, “I’ll have one of this someday”.  For my third wish…

3.)  I wish I could have a DSLR Canon camera.

(funny, I was talking about Nikon camera, then I wished for a Canon camera. Hahaha 😀 )

FOURTH

I loved drawing since I was a child, and I’m quite good at it. I really love designing gowns, I even have compilations of my drawings/designs on a clear book. Fourth wish?

4.)  I wish I could wear a gown that I designed personally on my debut.

FIFTH

For me girls who know how to drive are cool. I have always imagined myself driving a four wheel or a motorbike. Fifth wish…

5.)  I wish I could have a cool-black sports car.

(though I really don’t know how to drive 😀  )

SIX

I was really sad when my father left us, so for my sixth wish

6.)  I wish each member of our family or anyone whom I love will be healthy and safe in every second of their life. I don’t want to lose any loved one again.

Well, what more could I wish for? Hmm…maybe that’s it!

……………………for now! 😉   (I still have 5 months ‘till my birthday! Haha  LOL  😛 )

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Imma BELIEBER!!!!

May 11, 2011 at 5:27 pm (concert, fans, hollywood, singer, stories, Uncategorized, writings) (, , , , , , , )

May 10, 2011..

Me and my boyfriend, we haven’t seen each other for two weeks, so we planned to see each other that day. But instead of going to his house to see him, I went to the bus station traveled for Four(4) hours just to see JUSTIN BIEBER and hear him sing LIVE.–i apologized to my boyfriend,  ofcourse–

There were so many people out there! And while everybody there were going crazy I was there..ALONE…

The countdown started..then Justin B. came out..at first, I don’t want to scream, i was shy because I was alone out there..kinda feels awkward to go wild having no one with me..But when he took his shades off then HE SMILED gosh!! there goes my throat! haha…I couldn’t help it! he’s so irresistable!!

I was kinda sad though, because I was at the last row..I was just staring at the screen..and when I looked at the stage, I could only see his shirt! ohhww, how I wish the stage was a little bit more higher so that I could see him better..or better yet,, I wish I was in the VIP section so that I could see his face much closer!!

I wish he’ll have another concert here in Philippines again..and I will be one of the first who will know about it. Why? So that I could earn 8000 Pesos to afford the VIP ticket..there I’ll see his face much closer!! well, I guess I really am a BELIEBER!!!  😀

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Love Forgives and Forgets

March 28, 2011 at 6:52 pm (love, Novels, relationship, romance, stories, writings) (, , , , , , , , )

This started when me and my ex boyfriend started fighting more often. Then this day came when our argument got worst and leads to break up. We still have communication-text and call each other- trying to fix things but unfortunately we ended up blaming each other. And it can’t get any worst.

Because of what happened his attitude towards me has changed. He could resist me. He doesn’t text me, visit me at school, etc, etc,. I mean he’s not that, he doesn’t do all that. He just suddenly changed. And it all happened in just a week.

So we still have an unfinished business, so we still text and call each other. We did break up, but it’s not official yet. So that means we’re still not allowed to flirt with anybody, besides only a week had passed.

So me and my friends (Wendy and Justine) had an idea… “What if we text him using other cellphone number and pretend like we’re some other girl who likes him?”

Aaand we did it. We texted him “HELLO”..After  few hours he replied “Who’s this?”

“What am I going to say?” I asked Justine. “Invent a name!” she said “How ‘bout TRISH?”.. “TRISH sounds good”

“I’m Trish, I’ve been seeing you in school a lot” I said

“Oh really? Who gave you my number?” he said

“Think of an alibi” Wendy and Justine said…

“He might get angry if I tell you that he gave your number to me” I said

“Why is that so? Hmm.. so what course are you taking up?” he replied

“HRM.. how ‘bout you? What’s your department? Your uniform’s blue shirt right?”

“yeah.. I study BSIT..” he replied

“Ask him if he has a girlfriend” my friend said

“So..do you have a girlfriend?’ I texted as my heart pounded harder getting more nervous of what’s he’s going to answer. Is it gonna be YES or NO. I wish he says YES I DO HAVE A GIRLFRIEND I thought.

“Actually, we just broke up..hehe(laugh)” he replied

“Ouch!” I said.. I wasn’t expecting that. (In our two years relationship, we had a lot of break ups. And whenever someone asks him did we break up. He’ll answer “NO” even though the truth is we did break up. So I was really surprised when he answered that “WE JUST BROKE UP”. It really hurts, I want to cry but that time)

“Oh, so could I be your new one? Haha..just kidding” I replied

“Haha..funny…so what do you look like?” he said

“OH MY GOSH! Now he’s interested. What a jerk he still know that you guys are still like attached. Right?” my friend said. “Tell him you want to him meet him in person”

“What if we meet in person? There you’ll know what I look like.” I texted.

“Next time maybe.. I’m afraid I might fall in love with you when I met you..haha” he said

That, is what I really did not expect. He never does that with other girls. He never got interested with other girls. That’s when I started to cry, I cried so hard.. “Stop crying” my friends said.. then they were the one texting him when I was crying.

When I can’t take it anymore I texted him and told him who I really am.

“Do you really want to know who gave you cellphone number? Do you know Allicah?”

Then he did not replied for a while, “I did not mean to do that” he said “WTF Nick!! What do you mean you did not mean to do that!!” I feel like my blood’s boiling in so much anger.

The argument lasts for 2 days, he still insists that he did not meant to do what he did. Then I went to his house to talk to him. It’s been a week since we last met. It was the first time we met after the break up.

So we had the talk..”I’m really sorry, I wasn’t serious about everything I said I was just making fun”..”Making fun!? What? You didn’t even thought of me..you’re having fun with your textmate while I’m having a hard time crying because of you? You didn’t even thought of that!? You’re a big jerk Nick! I hate you!!  You know it’s not you, the old you would never do that”

“ I know… but I really don’t know what’s gotten into me.. why I did that.. but please believe me, I still love you. And it will never change. I will love you forever”

“Oh c’mon! do you really think I would believe you!? Why should I believe the guy who wasted my trust!?”

“ I promise I will make it up to you. I will do everything. Just tell me what you want me to do.”

I cried..and cried and cried.. and I felt his warm body hugged me tighter and tighter. I missed that hug. I missed that old him. I closed my eyes because it got hurt because of so much crying. Then I felt his lips kissed my cheeks twice. Those warm hug and kiss, I really missed it. Then he touched my chin, pulled my face towards him, and kissed me. We had a passionate kiss, a kiss that we both missed. While kissing him I felt like he never did something wrong and he really loves me.

But of course I will not let it happened just like that. I will not make up with unless you do something romantic with full of efforts. I want to see your sincerity. “I will do everything just wait…I Love You So So Much..I wish you forgive me..I’ll never do that I again..I promise”

Then we smiled at each other like nothing happened at all…

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The Pretenders

March 8, 2011 at 5:08 pm (writings) ()

I’ve always wanted to know how it feels like, when someone’s opening the car’s door for me, when someones leading my way to my seat, when someone’s greeting me “Goodevening Ma’am”. Well last weekend I experienced all of that, and wew! that was fun.
So me and my two sisters..and my 7year old niece, went to a five star hotel for dinner (that was my first time)-so obviously, i don’t know like what to do or how i should behave,  cause i’m totally aware that all of the people in that resto. were freakin’ rich-unlike us, ofcourse. Maybe you’re asking why or what the hell are we doing there. I mean, that place is for rich people. And we ain’t rich..Well that’s because we’re there…for FREE. My sister’s bestfriend, she’s the one who’s gonna pay for our dinner. (she’s rich, she lives in a condo. worth more than a million pesos, she has a gorgeous phone/phones, she can shop ’till her feet starts to have its own mind and stop by its ownself, she’s just…one of those people…those…….rich people)
So there we are, sittin’, relaxing (well I’m trying), trying to blend in. Behaving at our best,  acting like were “one of them”. So they gave us the menu, I let my sisters order for me, cause i really don’t know what were the words in the menu (i don’t even know if those words in the menu were even food!) and  the price? it kinda made my blood pressure, uhmm..yah know  😀

There were like, two knives at the right side and two forks at the left side, a small plate with a small knife on it. So waitress left, (at last!), then i whispered “you guys know how to use this things?”.  My sister whispered back: “I think you should use the outer fork or knife at the first food that they’ll gonna serve”
As we sit there i feel like everyone’s lookin’ at us, “maybe they were talking about us, or whatsoever” I felt more conscious.
The food was served after 60 years..So we ate, there’s a lot of food..then it’s pizza time, thats when i gave up! I mean, heellooo!!! We’re eating pizza using a fork and a knife! That really pissed me off. I put down the fork and knife, and I bravely said “I’m full, I think my tummy’s gonna explode, I don’t wanna eat anymore”  I’m so brave, aren’t I? 🙂
Finally, it’s time to go home. My sister’s bestfriend didn’t even tell us how much was the bill..-it doesn’t matter for me though, cause in the first place I or/ we already know that we’re going to eat there for free. Do you think I’m rude to say that? But hey, i admit it, i have a point…right? ooorrrr not? nevermind  😀
What’s the lesson at the end of the day?
Practice how to eat properly before you go to an expensive resto. for dinner.!

There’s nothing more delicious than Free meals..  😀
right?

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August Rush (movie)

March 8, 2011 at 3:33 pm (writings) (, , )

We watched a movie entitled “August Rush” for our school work. The movie was all about music-music that naturally grows in a boy’s heart to be specific. (Well, I am a music lover…So the movie “August Rush” suits me very well.)
-I’m not saying that only music lovers can appreciate the movie-everyone can.
The music in the movie uplifts emotions in some way. It was exciting and emotional though I was not satisfied in the ending; still I had fun watching it.
The story was about a boy looking for his parents through music. A boy named Evan who loves music more than food.  Evan has a natural talent when it comes to music-maybe because his parents were both musicians. He makes the noise a beautiful music.  He learns how to play an instrument the moment he touches it. He learned how to play guitar in just one night without anyone teaching him. He learned how to play piano with a simple “F-A-C-E” then learned how to play an organ. He was sent to The Julliard School. He was the youngest there. Then he had his own concert. Where he was the composer and the conductor. The concert reunited Evan, his mom, and his dad.
August Rush was indeed a great movie.

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♥ Gifts From His Heart ♥

February 24, 2011 at 10:00 am (stories, Uncategorized, writings) (, , , )

broke up couple of weeks ago…

Valentines Day came, thought it’ll be same as my ordinary days

Then I saw him coming, with a paper bag on his right hand, there are flowers in it.

under the flowers were a Card and “His Heart”…

That was the most special gift…because it was A Gift From My Man’s Heart.

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The Story Of Revenge Chapter 4

February 11, 2011 at 11:23 am (Novels, stories, writings) (, , , , )

I can’t sleep because mom can’t sleep. I cry because mom cries…all day…all night.

It’s been a month since dad left us. Mom’s acting like that for a month. So I decided to tell her the truth.

“Mom? I…I want to tell you something,”

“Is it about your dad?.”

“Y-Yes…”

“Is he coming home!?”

I started to cry…  “No mom. He’s not.”

“Why the heck are you crying!?…uhhhh…Did…Did he told you when he’s coming home?”

“He’s not coming home mom… He’s never gonna come back home.”

“W-What are saying!? You’re kidding right? Stop lying!!”

“I’m not lying mom!! He’s with his wife now, his…legitimate wife. His wife’s cancer is getting worst because of us. So dad decided to be with her, his wife needs him.”

“What about us!? We need him too…What if..What if we tell him I’m badly ill too? Maybe he comes back when he knew that.”

“Mom, why don’t we just give up. His legitimate family is still more important than us.”

“Give up?”

“We don’t have a chance to win him back because in the first place, he was never ours.”

“Yeah…yeah…yeah!!” she laughed so hard, then suddenly she cried. I hugged mom so tight. Seeing mom so broken breaks me.

I wondered, what if Gale’s mom didn’t knew about us, maybe her cancer wouldn’t be so worst that dad have to leave us. Then I realized that I ended up blaming mom and myself for what happened.

I left mom in her room when she fell asleep after crying so hard. We had a long day, we need to have a long rest…

I woke up late the next day; I went to mom’s room the moment I woke up-she’s  not there. I went downstairs, looked for her in the kitchen-not there either. My heart began to beat faster. I went back in her room, I noticed that the shower room was open; when I saw mom’s feet inside the shower room, I calmed down. But when I went inside the shower room, my eyes widened, there were blood all over her and all over the floor and a blade full of blood; mom was there, lying on the floor…lifeless.

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The Story Of Revenge Chapter 3

February 11, 2011 at 10:53 am (Novels, stories, writings) (, , , , )

I went back to dad’s house, not because I want to see or talk to him- because I know he’s not going to tell me anything- I just want to see Gale there, because she’s the one I want to talk with. I slept outside their house that night. The wait was worth it because the next day-around 6 a.m.-Gale went home, she saw me sitting beside their gate…sleeping. Actually I was awakened by her; she asked what am I doing there. I hugged her the moment I saw her to make her believe that I was there because I miss her.

“Hey… I was worried, where the hell have you been? Why aren’t you answering my calls?”.

“How long have you been here?”.

“Since last night…what happened? Your maid said your mom’s in hospital, how’s she doing? She alright?”.

“Since last night!? Are you serious? I’m sorry Lizzy, I never thought you’re that serious about this that you even slept outside our house…awwww…I really am sorry Lizzy”.

“Of course I am that serious! I’m your best friend, remember!? So…about your mom?”

“Let’s talk about it inside, have breakfast with me.”

We went inside their gorgeous big house; we went in their dining room, we talked about her mom while eating breakfast.

“After mom knew about dad’s other woman, and after he left us for a couple of months…mom won’t eat; can’t sleep either…all she does is crying. And it made her cancer worst. So we have to take her to the hospital, she have to stay there for a while. And she needs to undergo an operation… Good thing dad went home after he knew about mom’s condition.”

“Ohh…that’s what happened.”

“Now you know why I wasn’t able to call you back. I hope you understand, I hope you’re not mad at me.”

“N-No!! Not at all! Why would I be mad? Know what, I’m gonna tell mom to pray for your mom. We’ll both pray for your mom’s health.”

“Thank you so much Lizzy, much appreciated. You’re the best friend ever.”

“That’s what friends are for.”

That’s when I figured it all out. Dad left us because of his wife’s condition. I want to cry by that time, I really want to. Good thing Gale has to go back to the hospital after we ate breakfast. She wants to drive me home but I refused. The moment she left, I cried my eyes out. I thought dad chose us, and he will never leave us no matter what happen. I thought we’re the one he loves now, not his legitimate wife and daughter. But I was wrong, he still loves his them than us. It hurts so badly; it really hurts. One more thing bothers me, I don’t know how to tell mom; I don’t know how’s she gonna take this; I don’t even know if she can take this. This is so hard for me. Isn’t this too much for a 13 year old girl?

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I went back in the hospital to check mom’s condition. The doctor said mom’s condition isn’t serious so I discharged her that instance. She needs to have a long rest so that she can have all the strength she needs. I know how weak mom can be when it comes to dad.

“Hey mom… How are you? I already paid the hospital bill, we can go home now.”

“Where have you been? Are you aware that you left your mom alone while she’s in the hospital?”

“I just have to…to…to do…something, that’s why…Mom let’s not talk about it ok?”

Not talk about it!?”

“Mom! Would you please give me a break!? Please!!!”

“Ok…MOM?”

“Haha…funny… Whatever mom! C’mon! Let’s hit the road! Don’t you miss our house?

Mom smiled “I don’t miss our house sweetheart. I miss you dad”

“The taxi’s waiting downstairs…we don’t wanna keep the driver waiting”. I gave her a big smile, but deep inside my heart is breaking little by little.

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The Story Of Revenge Chapter 2

February 3, 2011 at 10:16 am (Novels, stories, writings) (, , , , )

So we stepped in high school, and the real competition began. I became the class president, the freshmen’s governor and I ran as the one of the schools’ officer. I joined almost all of the clubs, I joined the school’s news paper team, the singing and dancing club of the school was on my list too. But my schedule became overloaded so I have to give some of it. But still, my competition with Gale was successful cause obviously I won over Gale almost everything. It doesn’t matter if I’m being fair with Gale or not as long as I am winning. But still, there is the guilt that was bothering me, so in return I tried to be the best of friend to Gale.

The plan to be the best daughter was perfect! It was successful. Dad visits us more often since then. He was so happy every time I tell him stories about my accomplishments. “You’re much better than Gale”. That was like the best thing I’ve ever heard from dad.

But something unexpected happened, Gale’s mother knew about us. Mom called dad unfortunately Gale’s mom answered the phone. Then Gale started telling me stories about her mom and our dad arguing more often- I don’t know if that’s good news for me or not. As time passed by, Gale’s parents’ fight got worst and worst. It was so worst that dad have to leave them. Dad lived with us for a couple of months, me and my mom were so happy that dad is with us that I don’t care if Gale’s crying all the time.

Then there was this Saturday night that dad answered a phone call that made him jump out of his bed at the middle of the night and he left with his pajamas on. We thought it was just a business emergency, but dad didn’t go home the next day. Mom sent him like 10 voice messages but he didn’t even call back. So I tried to contact Gale to know if maybe dad’s with them, but Gale didn’t answer any of my calls or text messages-and that’s unusual, cause usually whenever I text Gale she answers back immediately.

The next day-Monday- I thought of approaching Gale in school first thing in the morning to know if dad’s with them but didn’t went to school that day. We haven’t heard anything from dad from a week now, and Gale’s still absent. I told mom that I’m planning to visit Gale in their house to see if dad’s there but mom didn’t agree with me, she said dad might get angry. So we did nothing but to wait for dad to call. After a week and 3 days dad called, I was watching mom as she talks to dad on the phone then suddenly she cried.

“Please, Honey don’t do this to us, I’m begging you, please don’t”.

“What’s wrong mom?”.

“N-No! Don’t hang up! Let’s talk about this!”. Then the phone slipped from mom’s hand then mom fainted. So I called for help. Good thing the neighbours were too kind to help me bring mom to the hospital. I was calling dad but he didn’t even bothered to answer.

I left mom in the hospital while she’s still unconscious. I went home to get her some of her things she could use while she’s in the hospital. Then as I was packing some of mom’s shirts I heard dad’s car so I went downstairs immediately, there I saw dad, then I hugged him so tight.

“Dad, good thing you’re here. I was so afraid, I didn’t know what to do, mom fainted she’s still unconscious in the hospital. The doctor said she had a nervous breakdown”. I was waiting for him to talk but dad didn’t say a thing. Then I noticed a big bag and two more small bags beside him.

“What’s that for dad? Are those mom’s things? Aren’t those too much? Does mom need all of that?”.

“It’s mine Izzy”. Whoa! I thought he’s never gonna talk again-but then I thought, what’s he going to do with those bags. Then I remembered mom’s last words while talking to dad before she fainted. My eyes opened widely when I realized what’s going on. I looked at dad, then I started to cry.

“Please tell me I’m wrong! Tell me!!!” I shouted.

Dad just closed his eyes and said… “I’m sorry sweetheart. I really am sorry. I love you, I always will. I just have to this. Please take care of your mom and yourself. Ok?”. He gave an envelope full of money “Take this”. He said, kissed my forehead and then he left.

I was so curious why dad left us so suddenly, so I went to their house. I rang the door bell, then one of their maids went out.

“Uhm. Hello, good evening, is Gale there? I’m her friend, Lizzy.”

“Oh. I’m sorry but Gale’s not here”.

“Oh. Is that so… Where is she? She with her parents? Where did they go?”.

“The Hillsman family went to the hospital, they had to confine Mrs. Hillsman because she’s badly ill and she has to undergo an operation. So you better go home now”.

“Oh. Ok, thank you”. I went back to the hospital, I was gone for a while, maybe mom’s already awake.

“Where the hell have you been Izzy!?”.

“I got you some shirts here mom, you wanna change?”.

“No! I want to go home!”.

“You need to have a rest mom”.

“But sweetheart, I should be there when your dad goes home, we need to talk”.

“He’s not going home anymore mom”.

“W-What are you talking about!?”.

“I’ll tell you everything when you’re strong enough to handle it Ok!? I don’t want you to faint again…”.

“Oh c’mon!! Just spit it out! Who said I’m not strong enough to handle things!”.

“Gosh mom! You fainted while talking to dad on phone! Now tell me your strong enough!”.

“Just tell it, I can’t wait anymore!”.

“Gosh! Stop acting like a child mom!”.

“And stop acting like an old lady Lizzy Tyler!”.

“I said I’m gonna tell you what dad said when your strong enough to handle it! And when I know the whole story already”. I threw mom a shirt, “there! You go change your shirt! Then take a rest”. I became more desperate to find Gale; I really need to know what really happened.

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