Marco Matthews POV
We really don't know when or where to find the person that will make us complete for the rest of our life. Some people will say that we don't find love, love finds us because destiny has something to do with it, and fate is written in our stars.The first time I saw her at the university, I felt a different feeling in my heart. I could definitely say that there's something in her that made my heart beat differently. I could tell that she's different from the other girls that I used to know. She's something else. She used to wear simple clothes and even walked around with her bare face. She isn’t conscious about her looks or even without makeup. She's simply beautiful with a good height and body shape. She never goes to parties and her priority was to focus on her studies. She worked as a part-timer at a cafe shop and I could say she's doing great on the things that matter to her. I know everything about her schedule because I took the tiThat night when I got home, she wasn’t there. I looked for her but I couldn’t find her. I got nervous because I know something was wrong when I couldn’t reach her mobile and even noticed that her things were missing. I had a suspicion that she left. I recalled the previous night that she cooked something special for me. But I had a feeling that something's off because she seemed worn. I thought it was just because of her recent activities.I called her friend Yvonne hoping she knew where could I find Faith, but she was hesitant to tell. The next day, I intended to drop early in her company to ask about Faith again because I presumed she knew something. There she revealed that my mom talked to her a few days ago. I really had no idea what it was all about that made her leave.Right away, I called mom as to why she did that to Faith. She told me her reasons and everything added to my anger. From that moment, I never talked to her again. I was a mess since the day Faith l
When I heard from Chadrick that she sent a resignation letter, I knew she was planning to leave Chicago. She wanted to distance herself from me and I didn't want it to happen. I was aware that she's hurting because she thought that I had moved on from us. It was my idea that Alle invited her for a post-birthday celebration in her house. I wanted to see her and for us to talk and get back together. I panicked when she suddenly collapsed on the floor and I thought she was severely sick. Thankfully, Sandy was there at that time to help and we carried her to the nearest hospital. When the doctor said that it was only fatigue, that was the time I leaped out a breath of relief. I was out for a moment to get her some stuff because I wanted her to spend the night at the hospital. I wanted her to rest and make sure that everything was alright. When I got back to her room, Sandy informed me that she left and went home because she said she was doing fine already which pis
“United Airlines flight AA648 to Chicago is now ready for boarding,” that's my cue to stand up from the airport bench to board an aircraft. I keep on wiping my tears as I can't control them.I’m in so much pain as I’m about to leave New York because it's the only choice left in me. One of the hardest decisions in my life and I believe I’m doing this for his betterment.Letting go doesn’t mean giving up, but rather accepting that there are things in life that cannot be, no matter how much you fight for them.I’m totally drunk of love and happiness when I’m with him, but there are things in the world that are not meant for me. I don’t want to wear myself out, I will not force myself to fit in his world - it’s not my thing.Yes, it’s harder to stop when you know he’s everything you’ve always wanted. But as they say, that the only way to stop hurting is to stop wanting, and the only way to stop wanting is to start accepting that the things we yearn so much to
“One cup Caffe Latte, please,” that was my friend and dorm mate, Yvonne.We are working part-time at the nearby café of our University. I got a scholarship at New York University because when I tried for the entrance exam, I got a passing score for their scholarship program. I was so happy when I received the news because I really want to go to college.I am an Orphan back in the rural community of West Virginia. I didn't know who my biological father is, but my mother died because of an aneurysm when I was seven.Marie, one of the social workers in the local authority children’s home where I was sent after my mother passed away, is a relative to my foster parents.Amy and John Willis took care of me until I reached my legal age. They are good people who thought they wouldn’t be able to have a child after being married for 10 years.When I was 12 years old, we transferred to New York because of John’s work assignment and here I finished high school
On a Friday morning, Yvonne's so excited to watch the basketball game. She bid goodbye to me and rushed to the gymnasium because she doesn't want to miss even a few minutes of the game.After she left, I went to the café to work and cover her in her absence. Thank goodness that not a lot of customers visited the café and I know because all of the students went to the gymnasium to watch the game. I could say that most of the students are all excited to witness our team fight to its rival institution where I'm sure it would be a good match.I know that watching such games and supporting our varsity players are fun. But for me, my time is important. I need to work to earn money for my expenses. Living alone and no one to support me is hard, so better to discipline myself for my own good. I’m not born privileged so I must act the way I should be.Sometimes my self-esteem drops but I learned to embrace myself because I have no one but me. I have a dream to better mys
I instantly turned my head to where that manly voice came from. I'm surprised to see that he was the guy from the café and Yvonne said his name is Marco. I didn't know what he's doing but I'm thankful that he came to help me.“I said let her go!” he repeated and the firmness in his voice didn’t go unnoticed.When Clyde let go of my arm, I caressed it and noticed that it's kind of reddish. I could feel the pain and surely it will get bruises.“Hey, Team Captain! What are you trying to do?" he frowned. "Playing hero saving a damsel in distress,” he taunted Marco like he's not bothered by his presence.“What if I am?" Marco countered. "Didn’t you know that forcing a woman is not a manly move?” he tilted his head and smirked at him.“Why are you interfering with other people’s business?" he gritted his teeth. "There are lots of women wanting your attention yet you’re wasting your time here,” he twisted his lip like he was mocking him on meddling with u
A week has passed and I got a two-hour break after my second class today because my should be next professor got into emergency and not able to make it. I decided to go to the library to do some research and on my way, my phone vibrated which is telling me that I got a message.“I saw Marco at the back of the art building doing his punishment,” that was Yvonne informing Marco's whereabouts.“I wanted to talk to him but I’m afraid the queen bee will get angry again," I replied quickly and that was the truth. As much as possible, I want to avoid arguments or issues to occur again.“Don’t mind her, she’s just jealous of you coz you are much prettier than her xoxo. Go there now! Don’t worry, I got your back!" she assured and I turned my way to the art building right away.I thanked her but she did not forget to remind me to tell her everything without skipping minor details when we get to the shop later at night. She's very Yvonne!When I sighted Marco
When I heard him talked, I was not convinced if I heard it right. Did he ask about my shift? But why?“Ahm, pardon me. Are you asking about the work hours here?” I calmly asked back to make sure about it.“I’m asking about your shift, he replied seriously. "I mean if I can walk you to your dorm after your shift," and he made it clear that it was about my job schedule.My body shivered to hear those and my heart beats fast. I didn’t know what to answer as my brain isn't working because of the kind of feeling I have. And how did he know that I’m staying in the dorm near the campus?“Oh, my friend Yvonne in the counter and I are staying in the same room so we always go ….,” I was talking still when he cut me.“I see, it's alright," he cleared his throat. "I’m just wondering if we can be friends so that I have someone to talk to because staying in my place alone is quite boring, you know," he explained. "No worries, it's not a problem with me, I