"Are you sure with that?", he asked again to me. But now with more seriousness in his voice.
He keep his eyes staring at mine, hovering and try to look deeper into it.
Trying to find the truth behind this blank stare I give him since 20 minutes ago.
I keep holding my hands in one tight grip. Harder in each milliseconds. My skin start to felt burn sensation as my nails keep digging slowly to it.
"Yes, I'm sure", I said directly to him.
Try to hold every tears and emotion that might spill out if I loosen just for a bit.
"Please Lisa, can't you think about it again?"
As he softly ask and put his rough hand on top of mine, I could felt a tingly feels that lingers on my skin.
My heart start to beat faster by each seconds.
I really hate this feeling.
I HATE IT
I don't want to do this. I can't take the look hes giving to me. I can't take, break him to pieces. I can't deny my feeling.
Yet.....
I must.
I love her, she's so important to me and I can't afford to lost her.
Not again.
I feel so pathetic. I don't want to lose both of them, but I can only hold one at time.
I feel like the whole world against me.
It's really hard.... but once again, I MUST do it.
"No, Malik. We're over for good"
With that I turn on my heels and walk back slowly to show him that I'm serious.
Even when I'm actually wiping my tears away and crying in silent while I leave him.
It's a goodbye.
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LIFE
Short StoryThis is just a bunch of short story that I wrote long time ago. My frind said before to do write, publish it first no matter how ugly it is. That's the first step. Mind that I consider this is cringing (I created it back at 2018) prolly gonna post a...
