(Alys Prov)
* slap
I slapped him hard, with my hands still trembling because of the rage that I feel for him. I heard him cuss as he held his now reddish face.
"A-hole," I uttered.
"Why did you slap me?" he asked as he continued to caress his face.
I'm still shaking with annoyance. "It was well deserved, Drake! How dare you mention my 20th birthday like you didn't break my heart when I was 18?!" I screamed and assaulted him with my bag.
He didn't stop me, he just let me hit him with my bag.
"Freaking, freaking jerk..." I said as my energy went down the drain. That moment, he caught me and held me.
I couldn't move anymore.
"Sssh, Alys. You still love me, don't you?" he softly whispered in my ears.
I shook my head firmly. "I don't love you anymore."
He released me and then kissed my forehead. "Then we'll have to do something about that, Noob," he said and then smiled at me.
I closed my eyes and then counted and took a deep breath. No, Alys. Don't let him trigger your anger. It's just a simple pet name, okay? There is no reason for you to react like that.
"Drake, are we just going to do this over and over again? I don't want to, do I?" I said sincerely as he tugged me forward.
"Alys, do I really need to make myself freaking obvious? I won't stop until you're mine again," he seethed.
I raised one of my hands and placed it on his hand that was pulling me towards him. "You're nuts, Drake. You're just crazy in your mind."
He stopped in his tracks and faced me. "My mind is a beautiful place, my love. It's full of thoughts about you."
(2 years ago)
"Congrats, Zyril tobacco!!"
This Tofer is really rude, huh!
I just ignored him and continued to smile. Tripp hugged me so I hugged him back. "Congrats, ugly," he said to me as he hugged me.
I winked at him. "Me too. You don't trust me, huh," I reasoned out. He patted my head and then he took out a champagne glass and handed it to me.
"Congrats, ugly. We're so proud of you," he said to me.
I accepted the glass and drank. We were in the limousine because Tofer had rented it, this is crazy! I came back to New York because I wanted to personally inform them of my formal admission to the culinary school I wanted. I've been applying for a year now but my application is just now being processed. I didn't ask my parents for help this time because I wanted to have a name because of my skills, not because of my family's influence.
"Where are we heading?" I said to Tofer. We had been in the car for a while. I just got here, straight from the airport, Tofer and I went straight to Tripp.
We owe him this much. He's the one who's turning New York and Paris into Manila-Q C, eh. Now I'm just going to make the effort to visit him in NY.
Tofer leaned back in his seat. "Las Vegas," he said.
"What?" I said. Vegas?
"Las Vegas, Tabacco. How deaf?"
Tripp reprimanded Tofer. "You better get going, Tofer," he warned Tofer. I glared at Tofer.
"I'm so annoyed! Look at you two, you're so close, but when you're asked, you answer, 'we're just friends.' You're crazy!"
Tripp and I suddenly laughed. Why is Tripp and I such a big deal to them? Why are we together so often, talk so often, we need to give something romantic label the relationship? Can't a boy and a girl hangout and just be friends?
I moved to Tofer's seat and leaned on his shoulder. "Awww. Are you still dating, baby Tofer?" I told him. This kid is really like a baby.
"There you go! There you go! You're making Tripp and I baby. What are we? A happy family? You're the mom, he's the dad? Are you just friends with him?!" he said.
Tripp raised both of his hands. "Chill, Tofer. What's your problem now?"
He said something weak but I couldn't understand even though I was just next to him.
He took a deep breath before speaking. "I'm the one who's tired for you, Tripp. What are you and Alys?"
I was stunned by his question. What exactly are Tripp and I? Friends? More than friends pretending to be just friends? I don't want to jeopardize Tripp's relationship with him. What we have is too precious for me. I learned enough. After the romantic feelings die, the chance of being friends again is almost impossible. And with Tripp? I don't think I can. He's the most precious thing I have right now.
"We're... friends," Tripp replied. He looked at me and smiled.
Tofer took another deep breath. "Fudge fudge! One question, one answer: Tripp, you love Alys, right?"
I looked at Tripp and bit my lips.
"Too much," he replied.
I was stunned. Shh, Alys. No matter how many years have passed, no matter how many times I reject him, no matter how much I cry for him, no matter how much I tell him that I'm hurt because of his cousin... does he still love me?
I looked at him and he gave me a smile. The smile that said 'sorry, Alys. I just really love you... I can't help it.
"Admit it too!" Tofer shouted. He turned to me now. "You, girl. One question, one answer: what is Tripp?"
(present)
Thoughts of Tripp and me came flashing back to my mind. No, Drake. I won't destroy what Tripp and I have just for you. You're just... not worth it. You're not worth our beautiful memories.
I raised my hand. "Stop thinking about me, Drake. Because me? I stopped years ago."
He raised his head and smiled at me. "That thought never crossed my mind. The thought of forgetting you is too much for me. You've stolen my heart, Noob. It's yours and I have no intention of getting it back. You could either choose to make me or break me, Alys. My faith relies on you, Love."
I smirked at him. I won't send you anymore, Drake. The Drake Palma Way of making me fall? Bulls-hit. You're just gonna make me fall just to pound me into pieces once again.
I took a step back. "I choose to break you, Drake. That's my choice."
"You can break me but I'll never stop loving you, Alys. Five years ago, you appeard in front of me out of nowhere and delared me as your boyfriend. I have no intention of falling this deep for someone but you made me fall this hard! Damn, Alys! I am Drake Palma. I don't fall this hard, I just can't let myself be into someone as much as I am into you... but for you I let my guard down. I fell so deep, so hard, and still... you still choose to break me. You're breaking me over and over again. And it f-ucking hurts."
I stood there. Listening to him. No, Alys. You can't cry right now.