Renee
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Just like every other morning, the sun passing through the curtain was what woke me from my sleep. Sun had always attacked my sleep, so yeah, I was used to this. Although I had tossed the blanket over my head, sleep didn't want me any longer. I guessed it was time to wake up.
Lazily, I sat up straight, blinking like a confused animal.
"Morning to you." Mona sat on her bed, smiled at me, then focused on the pancake in her hands.
I yawned. "Morning to you too. You're good?"
She nodded, her mouth filled with pancakes.
I scratched my hair, gazing at her, contemplating on whether or not to ask her what I wanted to. She probably noticed how crazily I stared at her, which made her eyebrows quirk at me.
"You're okay?" She asked.
I chuckled weirdly. "Um, did you prepare some pancakes for me?"
"You're a joker." She hissed. "You know the rules. Stop being hopeful every morning. No combination in here, kk? Get up, prepare breakfast yourself."
I sighed. "Whatever."
This was the reason I missed my old roomies. Whenever I thought about them, it made me realize that those ladies weren't my friends, but the sisters I never had. Mona couldn't be compared to them at all.
In the first semester of this session, I had to move to a different dorm. Of course, I couldn't stay alone in a room.
Barb was working in Canada, so there was a low probability I would ever get to see her again. Bella on the other hand, lived with Jason. Since they were going to have their baby in a few weeks, they were engaged, planning to get married soon. And, as for Virg, she was still taking severe treatments. Life was hard and sad without them, but I guessed I just had to move on.
Speaking of Roy, I didn't know what was into him, but I kind of noticed he was being weird these days. Yes, we weren't staying together, but that didn't mean he should act weirdly towards me. But anyways, it seemed like his work made him so busy and exhausted.
I missed them all. Although it had been six months since they all left, aside from Roy, I still wasn't used to their absence. My new group of friends were overly serious at times. I just wished to return to that old, cool and fun lifestyle.
Exhausted, I stood up from the bed, frowning at myself. "I seriously don't get what your problem is. Cooking breakfast for me won't hurt you, right?" I lamented to Mona.
"My problem?" She scoffed. "Please, the person who's got a problem is you."
"But you know I'm always busy!" I snarled. "There's never enough time to cook breakfast. And, there's also no time to stop by a store to get something to eat. This isn't fair."
She rolled her eyes. "Blah blah blah. Just go to school, and leave me alone."
I hissed at her. Taking my phone to check what time it was, I couldn't stop glaring. But, when a text message notification popped out on its screen, my eyes widened, my lips curled into a small smile, and the anger I felt vanished.
It was Roy. He had finally replied to my text. What a relief.
“Hey,
I'll be coming over this evening. Let's meet at Lawrence by seven. I'll pick you up from there.”
I couldn't help but squeal like a blushing teenager. To be frank, I had thought something was going on with him. Although Jason had assured me that Roy was completely fine, I had still had some doubts. But now that he had texted me back, I felt so much better.
Also, I couldn't wait to see him. I wanted to pull his ears, throw punches against his arms, scold him for making me this worried.
"What's up with you?" Mona asked.
I glimpsed at her, grinning. "No big deal. I'm only a bit glad about something."
"Whatever." She flapped her hand at me. Standing up, she headed straight to the kitchen. And, noticing she wasn't around me any longer, I jumped on my bed, threw a pillow against my face, squealed further.
Finally, I was going to see my man after five to six weeks. This felt so unreal. Lucky for me, today was Friday, which meant I would be able to spend the weekend with him. So good!
Staring up at the ceiling, I sighed. I missed him so much. Those blue eyes, lips, smile, and every other feature he possessed. I only hoped he wasn't going to be moody or something. I definitely wouldn't permit any crazy attitude from him.
Still daydreaming, I headed to the bathroom.
***
Tim and Ginger argued over the same thing for the one hundredth time. Walking with people like them could get anyone frustrated, but yes, I was used to their craziness. They never agreed on anything, which got me dazed. Why would anyone argue with each other this much?
"You never wanna admit I'm right!" Ginger cried, glared at him, hissed.
I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Guys, you're in a public place. Keep your nerves down."
"Tell him to shut up," she commanded, glowering at me like I was the one who caused a problem here.
"And why should I?" Tim rebuked.
I shook my head. "You're both weird. Just stop now."
"Annoying woman," Tim remarked, and moved his gaze from her.
She mumbled at herself, but Tim and I ignored her. She was obviously the problematic one here. Crazy youths.
"Alright guys." I sighed, turned around to face them. "Um, I wanna meet someone at Lawrence. You both should keep going, okay?"
Ginger snorted. "Keep going? I don't wanna walk home with this annoying dude."
"Huh?" Tim glared down at her. "Wh-What the heck?"
I sighed. "You know what? I should just leave you both. You're wasting my time."
"What?" She dropped her jaw, squeezing her face as if she got injected. "N-No. You can't—"
"Bye." I cut her off, turned around, walked towards the huge glass door of the restaurant I was heading to.
Heaving a deep sigh, I opened the door gently, and walked in. For some reason, I was nervous. Nervous to probably see Roy. What the heck? Wasn't Roy the same dude? Why was I feeling this way?
I settled on one of the seats in there, just close to the glass wall that held a view of the streets. Tapping my feet against the floor, trying to keep calm, trying to be patient, a waiter walked to me.
He smiled from ear to ear, his eyes beaming so much pleasure. "Good evening, ma'am. What will you like to order?"
"Oh, thanks." I smiled back at him. "But, I won't be ordering anything. I'll be here for only a short while."
"No problem," he said, and walked away.
Again, I sighed. Taking my phone to check what time it was, I groaned on seeing it was past seven. Why wasn't he here yet! When was this man going to come? Didn't he know I missed him so much?
Drained, I knocked my forehead against the table, hoping to have him around soon. As I did so, the sound of a woman's heels crinkled against the floor, and I could sense whoever was wearing it was walking towards me. I wanted to raise my head from the table, but well, no one would just sit on the same table I was, without being permitted to.
But, feeling someone crumpling on the other side of the table, I slowly raised my head. That was rude. Why would anyone sit there without asking me if the space was already taken?
I had a little frown on my face, ready to talk to whoever that was. But, seeing this woman, my heart throbbed against my chest. Woah, woah, what? How did she get here?
"M-Mrs. Everett?" I couldn't get a grip of myself. All I could wonder was how she had travelled all the way here.
She had a stern look on. What I could read from her eyes was hatred. Of course, she looked super rich. She had makeup on, her dress looked expensive, and her hair was styled neatly. But, what surprised me was why she looked this exhausted.
"Yes." She cleared her throat, her jaw clenched. "Mrs. Everett. Roy's mom."
I swallowed. Her tone was scary. What did she want to say?
"Why are you here? I mean, it's kind of… weird," I said.
Her face gleamed in uninterest to anything around her. It was as if she was ready to shun me irrespective of what I had to say. What was with this woman? Did she think she was God? So annoying.
"Good question." She dropped her hands on the table, her eyes intently on me. "I'm here to end it all."
My heart raced. I felt like my organs were squirming around my stomach, my lungs being pierced. What did she mean by that? Was she planning to separate her son from me? Or, did she mean she wanted to end the hatred she had for me? What was going on?
I chuckled nervously. "I don't get that. Wh-What do you mean?"
"You heard me clearly." She raised a brow at me, flared her nostrils, a little glare swimming on her face. "I'm here to send you away. You're going to leave my son, and that's final. Else, you'll get arrested."
I narrowed my eyes at her, shaken. "What?" That came out in a whisper.
She nodded gently. "I'm speaking with all of me. I'm so serious right now. Renee, you're leaving my son, and that's it."
Tears formed in my eyes. The anger, hatred and seriousness in her voice was enough proof that she wasn't joking. What was this woman's problem? What would she gain?
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I kept staring at her. I was getting furious. This woman was definitely crossing her limits. I had gotten far in my relationship with Roy, so leaving him was too impossible.I had won the battles in this relationship. Sean, Kathleen and every other person who had tried to interfere, had been gotten rid of. Now that I had the chance to enjoy my man, I wouldn't let anyone ruin my relationship with him.I scorned at her. "Karen, what's the problem here?"I had wanted to call her “Ma”, but it seemed like she didn't deserve to be called that. She was such a meanie."It seems like you'll prefer to get arrested." The look on her face became menacing as well. She slammed her purse against the table, snorted. "Don't make me do something you'll regret. Leave my son. That's simple, right?"I smirked. It was time to be rude. "That's simple for a woman who's left her h
Roy____I glared at mom, so angry at her. Since the last forty minutes, she hadn't given me the answer I wanted. All she did was to sip from her cup as if I wasn't seated here with her."Mom, I'm asking you the same thing again, did you tell Renee anything?" I ensured I sounded harsh, enough for her to know I wasn't joking around."And what if I did?" She looked up at the sky, so much uninterest beaming in her voice.I snorted. "This isn't funny, you know? What'll dad—""Dad!" She interrupted me from speaking, turned to me. Those tears in her eyes ached my stomach, but what could I do? "Your dad is always everything. You so much care about what he thinks of you, to the point you're now doing terrible things."I sighed. "I already told you he won't harm her. And, why do you even care about this? It's not like I'm the first guy t
I stared at Roy. He was probably deep in thoughts, so he only stared at the sky. I would admit, he was kind of different tonight. His smile wasn't wide, those eyes weren't beaming in happiness as usual, he looked so worn out.I took his hand, dropped it on my lap. When I did that, he turned to me. "Are you okay?" I asked him, quite worried."Yeah." Again, his smile was faint.I furrowed my eyes at him. "Are you sure you're Roy? I mean, you're being too weird. Did your cute smile get stolen? What's wrong?"He raised his other hand, tweaked my cheek. "You're a worrywart. I'm fine, trust me.""You've been gone for a long time, now that you're here, I feel like you aren't glad to be with me," I denoted.He chuckled. "False. I'm always glad to be with you. And, well, I'm thinking about what my mom did to you. It's kind of… upsetting.
Hot, Roy really was.I couldn't help but drool for him. Two ladies walked past him, muttered and giggled, and I shot them a glare even though they didn't see me. What the heck? How could they fall for my man? Silly!Roy turned around, smiled widely at me. I blinked to remain steady. I was intensely staring at him to the point I had forgotten we were in a shopping mall."Done." He said that as soon as he walked to me."O-Oh. Were they… expensive?" I asked, referring to the bunch of clothes and shoes he had just bought for me.He rolled his eyes, dropped his hands on his waist, sighed. "Renee, seriously? You still worry about the expenses?"I smiled. "Maybe."He shook his head, took the shopping bags from me, signaled we should get going. In a short while, we reached his car. He dropped the bags in the back se
"Where is he?" Dad's voice sounded dangerous, filled with so much wrath. His hands were rolled in a fist, tugged against the armrest of his chair. Hard, his teeth were gritted. He glared at the floor intently, breathing slowly and deeply.The young dude standing beside dad's chair bowed his head, obviously fearful. "I-I don't know. He said he'll be here soon.""Where is he?!" Dad hollered at the top of his voice. He didn't just holler, he kicked the stool which stood below his knee. Woah, woah, this anger was getting too hard."I-I don't know, sir. He'll get here soon." The young man trembled as he spoke.Irritated, I gestured that he should take his leave. Dad could easily hit a glass against the innocent dude's head. It was better to prevent that.I sighed. "Being angry won't do anything. I think you should rather be grateful you didn't go bankrupt."
I blinked after a long, crazy, uncomfortable stare. I was kind of shocked to know he knew my name. And, why did I feel like this guy was truly Roy's brother? This was the same way I had encountered Roy, about a year ago. He had come like a ghost, seeming as if he had already known me before that night."You're not just cute, you're funny too." Tyler chuckled at me.I smiled a little. I wasn't blushing, but I liked it when anyone called me cute. "Thanks. Anyways, what would you like to buy?""I want a drink." He winked, a sneer on his lips. Gosh! Winking like Roy? Was I sure this wasn't my guy in disguise? "A drink with you."I chuckled. "I work here. No drinks with the workers.""Really?" He propped his elbow on the counter, those attractive eyes glinting. "Well, you aren't prohibited from walking home with me, right?"I dropped my hands on my wai
I tried so hard to force a tear to elude my eye, but my effort was in vain. The pain I felt seemed to be exacerbating, so I needed to cry out this pain. But, nothing was working. The tears weren't willing to come out.My entire body shuddered, stiff in my tracks. I could die. The least thing anyone could play with were my emotions. I was emotional to the point a heart break could affect me for weeks. It could be dangerous to my health.Had he really cheated on me? So this was real? For goodness' sake, I had given him all of me. What would—"No, no," I rejected every negative thought in my head, being hopeful that what I had seen was false. Not wanting to believe it, I managed to take my phone, attempting to watch the video again. I was pretty sure that wasn't my man. Maybe he was being framed.But, that was the instant a text came in. Numb, I clicked on the text. It was
Roy____I squinted my eyes at my laptop screen, trying to read the content on the page I was browsing through. Frustrated, I groaned at myself, thinking of the best way to end this crazy work I was doing. It was about six in the evening, which meant it was time to go home. But how could I go home when this stupid work wasn't willing to be done?Exhausted, I sighed, threw my head back to lean my back against my seat. Taking my phone from the glass table in front of me, I turned it on, waited for a while, particularly waiting for a text from Renee. But, I got nothing. The phone screen was blank.This was weird. Since yesterday's afternoon, Renee hadn't attempted to give me a call or send a text. Fine, I wasn't replying to her texts and calls these days, but that didn't mean I didn't like to get them from her. Replying to her texts would only make me feel guilty, so that was t