Sean Elijah Dela Fuente's P.O.V (Part 1) • June 3, 2013 (Monday) • Clivette University
I always wonder why people leave? Is it because they don't want their relationship anymore? Are they satisfied to see those people they left suffer? If it's yes, then it's a total bullsh*t!
That's what always stuck in my mind. I always expect people to leave after they become part of our life. I always tell myself to not get attach to them. I'm already tired hoping that they will come back.
'Like what she did to us.'
I can't help but to shrugged that thought off my head. It's been years since I knew that my mom left us. I already felt contented that she's no longer with us. She left. She abandoned us. And here I am, still hoping that I can hear her explanation. The woman who I love so much will also be the one to hurt me back by leaving.
I heaved a sigh as I remember my dad always missing my mom. He can do something about it though. He's a hacker, for Pete's sake! But he never use his skill to find our mom.
Maybe he has reasons to why he did that. I am curious. I f*cking am, but why would I ask him that if I know that he's still hurting when it comes to my mother? He's hopeless. He may seem okay and always smiling, but deep inside he's alone.
I always noticed that. He never leave his room when their anniversary comes. I am eager to look for my mother just so I can hear her reasons. And for my father to have the closure he deserves.
I love my family that much. I will do everything to find her. For my dad and younger sister, Selene. I just need connections. Someone who's powerful enough to help me. But I will not trust them easily. I don't want to be the loser one. That's also the reason why I always remind myself not to get attach to anyone. Even with my f*cking friends.
I have flings, sounds fun, right? They never stayed with me more than a week. Before they get use to my handsome face, I break up with them first. That's how my life as a playboy. You can't spell 'playboy' without 'play', right? And I am enjoying my game. No one will tame me to be 'the' person they want me to be. I will do what I want.
But my perspective in life changed when I met this girl with her mesmerizing blue eyes. It was the most beautiful set of eyes I've ever seen. It feels like I am staring at the blueish ocean with its color. And when I saw half of her face, I cussed to myself.
'D*mn sh*t! What a beautiful lady I am facing right now.' Her mid-length hair was covering half of her face. My brows furrowed. I wanted to tie it into a bun so I can stare at her face fully all this time. But she looked away and bit her lips. I smirk at her reaction.
I stood up straight and turned my back from her. No. She's not my type. Definitely not my type. She still looks young, Elijah. But I stopped when I felt her hold my arm. I almost flinched and keep up myself and stared at her. She was biting her lips that it's hard for me to look at. I want to taste those lips. F*ck it!
“C-can I be your friend?” I was still focused on her lips that I didn't remember what she said. I stared at her eyes. Maybe I should say 'yes'? But no, I will stick to my motto—No minors allowed. Maybe soon.
“No.” I muttered and turned my head away from her. She's not good for me, that's for sure.
She must be a transferee that she doesn't know me. Huh! That won't take long. She will surely know about me. I am famous in Clivette University. I am part of the dance troupe, so yeah, she will find a way to know me.
I smirk. With that thought in mind, I left her.
•••
*September 24, 2014 (Wednesday)*
“Practice!”
I stopped the music as I glared at Greg who's showing me his middle finger. He's a two-faced man and a co-dancer. He looks nice to everyone, but to his friends, he shows the real him. An assh*le.
“I'm coming.”
I went to my locker first and grabbed the letters that I've received for today. I was in a good mood reading them and I expected 'her' to give me one, but to my surprise, she didn't.
I furrowed. It's my birthday today. It's my special day! With clenched fist, I threw those letter at the trash bin and annoyingly went to the dance room. What happened today? She forgot my birthday?
I just shook my head in annoyance. Why would I expect her to give me something? It's not as if she's important to me. Tsk.
I saw Kia who waved her hand at me but I passed by her. She's 'her' classmate. D*mn it. She supposed to give me a gift. She always do that though. She always stalk me as I also keep my eyes on her. I also know her name. Arabella Rielle. And I just don't know why, but I'm really interested on her.
I was pissed while practicing yet I know to myself that I am waiting for Rielle. Even our instructor gives me death glares but I didn't think about it until we finished the whole choreography. I gripped on my water bottle tightly while drinking water. I felt someone looking at me that made me looked at her. I smirked when I felt her presence and her natural girly scent. Yes, I'm sure that it's 'her'.
Our eyes met and she immediately bit her lips as she handed me a cake. I was a bit surprised but deep inside, I was rejoicing. Hell yeah, she's here!
“Eli, she's here because she wants to give you something.” Kia said and even giggled. I boredly looked at her.
“I know, Kia. I have eyes.” I scoffed. I glanced back at Arabella Rielle. “Is that for me?” I asked and she just nodded. “For what?”
“Happy birthday.” She smiled while I was just staring at her. F*ck! She remembers my birthday! I got the cake from her and put it on my side. I intentionally touched her hands for a second and I wanted to smirk as I observed her reaction. She's blushing. So cute.
“Okay.” I nodded while still staring at her. I don't know why I've been feeling soft as I looked at her. She was biting her lips and I want a taste of it. But I reminded myself that she's off limits.
“C-can I be your friend now?” she asked. I smiled at her and nodded that made her smiled widely. While Kia looked shocked.
“Thank you for the cake, Arabella Rielle,” I uttered. She looked surprised that I expected from her. She bid goodbye to me and run out of our room. While my co-dancers teased me with that lady.
But my smile faded when I remembered something. She's a minor. It means that she's really off-limits. But I want to be friends with her. I already agreed. I can't imagine her sad face when she'll know my real reason why I wanted to be friends with her. I only have one reason. To have a fling like her.
Even with the thought that she's young, I still stick to my plan. I will play with her for awhile. She's just 17 and will turn 18 on March next year. I should do my plan. I just feel this sudden urge to be with her. I feel like she's different and special to be with. Someone who's so precious to take care of.
I planned everything. I set our dates, we go out together, we talked, we bond. I let her feel that she's the closest person I have. I tell her 'some' of my secrets. I just feel that she can be trusted. I assured myself that I won't get attached to her.
I'm just clingy when it comes to her. I will kiss her forehead. I even stole her first kiss. Everything that couple's do. We did all of that for them to think that I am in a relationship. But I didn't confirmed it. All I know us that, Rielle is my fling. A toy to be kept. And I want it that way.
She knew what's her place. Surprisingly, she agreed to our set-up. I was really glad that I even hugged her that time. Everything's according to our plan. We don't need to confirm anything.
I only have one condition to her. 'Not to fall in love with me.' I knew she will be hesitant as I already knows what she feels to me. She didn't complained, she still agreed. And we sealed it with a kiss.
•••
“Elijah..” One morning, I heard Rielle's voice, waking me up. I opened my eyes just to see her wearing a sleeveless dress and the length was above her knee. I furrowed and immediately stood up in front of her. I was towering her while she sat on my bed looked up to me. Sh*t! Why looks so beautiful this morning?
“Where are you going?” I asked, brows furrowed. I can't let her go outside like that.
“I'm going to my classmate's condo unit. She's just upstairs.” She smiled and stood. “I just checked on you.”
“Okay. You don't need to tell me your whereabouts. You know our deal.” I reminded her.
Her smile faded and just nodded. A lone emotion flickered her blue eyes. F*ck it! She looks upset.
She leaned forward and kiss my cheeks. She was about to moved away when I grabbed her small waist and kissed her fully on her lips. After I had a taste, I hugged her and feel her warm.
“Take care,” I muttered before letting her go. She looks shocked with our kiss and just walked away from me. I smirked when she left. She's mine already. Just as planned.
But my plan backfired, for the f*cking first time. I thought my plan to not tell the student body was a great move, but it wasn't. Damn it.
Some schoolmates of us claimed to be Rielle's suitors even though they knew that I have a thing to her. Their assumptions about her is just my 'play toy'. I thought I am enjoying my game but unwanted visitors wanted to barge in. So I will let them try to get inside my game board.
Even my classmates were admiring Rielle from afar that it made my blood boil. I threatened them to fuck off, but some were very persistent to try their luck. F*ck them all!
I was really furstrated to see her talking with other guys rather than me. She was sweetly smiling at them. And I hate it. I don't have an idea what feeling is this. I just want to own her so bad. She's mine to begin with.
“Rielle!” I called her name when I passed by their room. She was talking to someone again, a guy perhaps. Her classmate maybe—I don't care. I just want her to look at me.
“Meet me later.” I warned her and she just nodded. She's my comforter when I feel like I am stressed out. She knows how to calm me down.
And when her class ended, she followed what I said. I motioned her to sit beside me when we're at my condo. She obeyed me. She embrace me with her soft arms that it made me at peace. We stayed like that for a while before I looked at Rielle's face who's now sleeping on my side. Her head was on my chest as she snuggles to my neck.
I caressed her cheeks and kiss her lips. I want to be her last kiss. I surely do. I don't want to lose her. I will keep her by my side without string attached. I knew she will also agree. She likes me. I already know her feeling for me and that's all that matters.