KNIGHT IN SMIRK ARMOR

chapter 28

(Jela)

I wanted to scream, I wanted to be lost and I am confused, I don't know what I'm feeling right now.

I feel hurt and betrayed, it's like a sickening feeling, that I keep on experiencing from my family to my exes and now Brandon and Brandy.

I feel hurt but I don't have any right to be hurt, because in the first place, there is no me and Brandon, and the kiss? I don't want to over think about it.

And here I am in an open field of the park where benches were scattered all over the place, alone, looking at the starry sky, hearing the silent whispers of the wind, and the occasional roar of cars that passes by.

This is what I need, I want to clear my mind and move on, and accept reality.

I laughed at myself for believing in men again, for having a false hope that me and Brandon can have an us, and I'm thankful that it didn't last long, I don't know how much damage it may cause specially between me and Brandy, that is the last thing I'm going to give up, no one can split the three of us, not even men.

Its been two hours since I left the cafe, and I already cleared my mind, what I have to do is support Brandy, and avoid Brandon.

I don't want to cry on things that is not tears worthy, that's what I learned long time ago, thanks for my past that taught me how to be firm and strong.

But I really need to cry this all out I want to end this day without heavy heart, and soul, and mind, and move on. Face Brandon and Brandy with happy face and heart.

Thinking bout it makes me pat my shoulder and whispering to myself good job!

And with that thought I sob for the last time, and hear footsteps comes near and feel someone sit beside me.

I can smell the familiar scent that I refuse to recognize, maybe my mind is tricking me this time.

I didn't bother to look at the one who sit beside me, I don't care if he's a killer or a what? What I wanted to do is to cry, and drown my self with my own tears, because tomorrow is another day and what happened tonight is another part of my past that don't need to be remembered.