Falling Apart by Astrid R (whitelam books TXT) 📖

Every time I saw his dark-ocean blue eyes, the events earlier flashed back to my mind and I slapped him again but on his other cheek. He put a hand on his face and stepped back, “Babe, I’m so sorry. She threatened me to do it… She blocked my way….and she pulled me here…and…” he stuttered and I looked at him like he was broken rejected record.

“Really?” I said putting a surprise shock on my face.

He nodded and act like he felt sorry and feel regret about it, though I can see that he wasn’t. “Yes. You need to believe me… Babe… I love…” he started but I slapped his face again for the third time.

His face becomes redder but slapping him isn’t enough. I want to glue my palm again in his face but the look of Alia stopped me. I smiled to Roddrick like the one I always gave him, “Yea, that’s what I thought.” I said and walked outside the toilet.

When we drove back to my house, no one said anything. I still didn’t let my tears to fall down into my cheeks and keep my chin up and trying to look like everything is fine and that nothing has ever happened.

My house is not that far from school, so I parked my carat our drive way just enough time to burst myself crying. Alia pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back tenderly.  I cried and cried and we stayed like that inside my car for like 30 minutes and we stepped in inside the house.

I can’t stop my tears to stay put in my eyes and my sobbed to be quieter but right now, that’s the last thing that I would think of. Alia and I were already half way up the stairs when my parents protectively hurried towards me and asked some questions. But Alia stop them and I bet she’ll tell them when she’ll leave my room.

Alia tucked me in my bed and I embrace myself with my pillow. Waters were still flowing down my face like a river and I thanked Alia for bringing me up to my room. As on cue, Alia walked back to the door and closed it behind me. I sobbed like a real broken hearted.

Roddrick is my boyfriend. He wasn’t my first boyfriend but he is the longest relationship I’ve ever had. He was sweet, caring, and lovable and he’s always proud of me in front of his friends. He’s one of the football members in our school. He is popular because of his jerkiness. I don’t like him before but I thought he changes because he was so sweet to me and he wasn’t rude anymore. But now, I just realised that he was just acting like a good person, like a real gentleman in front of me but the truth is, when I wasn’t around he was in his real attitude again.

I am so idiot thinking and hoping that he would and was change but I was wrong. An asshole is always been an asshole. I want to take revenge on him but decided not to. I don’t want the situation getting worse that it is already.

My hatred thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on my door. I don’t want to speak, I don’t want to explain and tell them the story because it will hurt me more.

Mum’s head popped inside my room, “Sweetie, are you okay?” Mum’s voice was thick and full of worries.

I nodded my head and she walked towards my bed. She sat behind my back and she rubbed my hair lovingly, “I love you Christine.” I sighed and I opened my mouth to reply but stopped when no words came out from my mouth.

My mouth was dry and I wanted to drink one tank of water to wash the dryness of my throat away. Instead of responding a word to her, I nodded again and she sighed. “Okay… Just come down if you’re hungry and if you needed to talk to okay? Your father and I will always be here for you sweetheart.” I nodded again and she kissed my hair, then leaves.

I cried and cried again until I felt tired and fell asleep.

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I wake up at 7:15 in the morning and the hurt in my heart was still there, but I don’t want to cry for my whole life. I need to move on, I want to move on and Roddrick didn’t deserve me anyway so I called Alia to go shopping with me.

I went to my bathroom and take a shower. After showering, I went to my closet and find something to wear. I decided to wear my black skater skirt and my white lace sleeveless top. I pulled my black boots and my white Louise Vuitton bag from my closet and grab my sunglasses from my drawer.

I exited my room and walked downstairs. As usual my parents weren’t there anymore. They don’t have time to spend it at home for just 1 day for their children because in their quotes business must come first. I’m hurt sometimes that they don’t care about their children, they don’t care about me. They thought that because I am 17-years-old and turning 18 next week, I don’t need guardians care anymore.  I want to hate them but I just can’t. Though they’re acting like they need discipline for their parenting, I still love them. They’re good parents though.

“Lola!” I shouted through the kitchen.

Mrs Cora appeared from the back door. She’s one of our maids inside the house and she was working in our family since my brother was still in my mum’s tummy. She is the oldest maid in our house and she was like family to us. I called her ‘Lola’ means grandma in Filipino. She came from the Philippines and taught me some words, funny words actually and I used it to my brother to make fun with him.

“I’m going shopping with Alia and we’re going to be late to welcome my brother back. If mum and dad will ask me where I am, you know what to tell.” I said while looking at my phone.

I looked up and she nodded, “Thank you!” I smiled and kissed her cheek and left.

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“Where are you?” Alia practically shouted through the phone.

 I pulled my phone far from my ear, “Geez, I’m coming, I’m coming! Just hang on a sec.” Geez, this woman is mad.

You see, Alia may be crazy, childish girl sometimes but you should be afraid when she get cranky because I sure as hell, she’s a big mom-monster.

I hang up the phone and parked my Ferrari car in the parking lot. I love shopping. I always do but the thing is I hate it when I enter that double glass door and all eyes were on me. Not that I’m pretty or something but people actually know me. Like for real, they knew who I am because my father is like some of freaking famous business man. That’s why heaps of bitches trying to bitch on me and guys trying to hit on me, but I wasn’t the same rich brat who will enjoy and used the money in other way; instead I am like freaking rich who are focus on my future as a professional person and kind.

I guess my life was just perfect, but I smiled back to them anyway. “Oh, thank goodness you’re here.” Alia murmured and I just smiled at her rolling my eyes in her annoying mouth.

“I’m sorry.” I apologise though I wasn’t feel sorry. “So, where do we go first?” I asked excitedly.

“Victoria Secret.” Alia shouted excitedly, jumping like a kid.

Alia may be scary when she’s mad but her madness didn’t last longer. And I’m glad at that, really glad.

We walked inside the Victoria Secret and we bought things that we wanted to buy. Alisa was so happy that she bought lace undies because she wanted to show it to her boyfriend. Yes, Alisa has a boyfriend and he’s cute and a little chubby like her but he is a good young lad. He loves her and I swear to my boobs that Alia would marry him one day, if the time is right.

“Hey ladies, how’s it going aye? Do you need something or do you want something.” Chris said smiling at us in his creepy way.

Chris is the cashier in Victoria Secret and we’re always wondering if he was a gay because he works in a girl’s lingerie shopping centre. He is friendly, good employee but he is creepy. Not sometimes, not only with us but to every girl that could tickle his fancy.

“Hey Romeo, we’re just going to pay our things to surprise our boyfriend tonight. So could you please check my things in your little machine there?” Alia smugly snapped on Chris on his pretty face.

“Oh… so Christine has a business tonight aye?” he creepily smiled at me and I shifted uncomfortably on my spot.

I don’t want to lose my centre and make a scene in a crowded place just to hit this little perv, so I just smiled and quickly passed my things to his little machine. As soon as his done, Alia and I hurriedly exited the shop.

“Phew, that… is really creepy. When are you going to answer his proposal to you Christine?” Alia mockingly nudge me on the shoulder and I burst out laughing.

“Hell no! Only when the hell becomes ice.” I made a face in disgust.

Chris is a good looking guy, but if the world will let me choose if death or him? I would rather die than live with his perverted creepy world.

Time ticked too fast and the bright sky changes into dark with cool breeze. Alia and I have enjoyed our shopping today, especially when Marky – Alia’s boyfriend showed up and accompany our little girl’s fun.

Marky wanted to stay with us until we get home but he said his cousin from New York will visit his family and stay here in Australia for the whole summer with his friends.

Alia being a good and understanding girlfriend, she kissed him goodbye and told him to take care and smiled at me evilly. It was creepy. “So… are we going home or what? I’m really tired and I’m hungry.”

I shook my head mockingly and grinned at her, “You can go home if you wanna.” I shrugged and acting like I am hurt.

“Yea, sure and I want to stay tonight in your house to