Sealed With A Kiss

Mia's Pov:

I was devastated. No, that shit was not happening with me. His company was way more precious to me than my own feelings, which he had been crushing since the day I met him.

I quickly told dad I would call him later and cut the line.

Ignoring my own pain, I ran towards Jake, grabbing his hands which were red from the hot coffee which was spilt over them just minutes ago. I blew air on his burning hand, making sure not to touch it when he pushed me not-so-gently.

"Don't touch me! I don't want anyone's help!" he growled at me, prying me off even far away from him. I stared at him, my eyes welling with tears. I quickly wiped them off with the back of my palm.

What did I do to deserve such a life?

"Jake, that's totally ridiculo-" I started, only to be cut off by his sharp intake of breath. He raised his palm at me, his bangs covering his forehead and eyes.

"No, don't say anything. Let me complete my question first! So you're marrying Theo James, the one who stalked and was so infatuated with you that he stole even your shorts?!" he said and shook his head. He walked past me, standing near the railing of the balcony and turned over to me. I could clearly see his eyes which had many emotions present in them, pain, anger and hurt more evident.

Then he spoke again.

"Oh, Mia. I thought so much better of you and your freakish brain!" he said, his anger evident in his eyes. He took one step towards me making me take another of my own.

"No, Jake that's totally wrong! Please, listen-"

"Well, why the hell are you explaining to me? Who am I to ask such questions?! I never was worthy enough for your company Mia, let alone for your answers, " he barked at me.

at least let me-"

I had the time off with my work.

not good, I need to talk

when my parents changed the neighbourhood. They were never actually around except for times when I was sick or I had to submit my school report.

of the Shipbuilding industry, always busy in his work. I never saw him much, not even for my birthdays. When I had first developed a crush on Jake, I was horrified to death because he was a playboy. It didn't matter that he himself came

but a kind heart always comes from a mother. His parents used to me well as 'Chipmunk' when I visited them once

I went to make her some coffee, leaving my unprotected feelings on the

over, I would have

reading my feelings saying me to keep it with me for years until he'd propose to me. I laughed and waved at her comment,

almost all married; I had attended the wedding of some whom I still have connections left with, the rest I just received information from

to sleep to stop my haywire thoughts.

from my nap a little later, feeling thirsty as a fish. I walked lazily, striding my crocodile feet on the carpet like a snake to the kitchen. I poured myself some water and

know why I am still at his house. Nevertheless, I tiptoed quietly to his bedroom, turned

this time of hour?

sick if he had

the sofa, reaching for the door when it opened itself and in surprise, I hid behind the sofa where from

if his life depended on it, his hands gripping her thighs which were wrapped firmly on his waist. Her hands were roaming through his perfectly gelled hair, thrusting her tongue in his

pushed her against the desk, sliding the stationery down the floor which ringed rather loudly to my ears, his hands now under her half-naked chest, massaging them and his tongue invading her neck, eliciting a loud moan from Victoria, who was rubbing him

with something wet called tears. I quietly slid down the floor, avoiding the discarded stationery on the floor,

up a little which were heavy with all my crushed feelings, running hastily to my room. I slumped on the

fucking Jake's house for God's sake! I need to get out

front door, to walk out hurriedly, not wanting to hear more of her moans and mewls. And most of all, I didn't want Jake to see me in such a state when he had no idea what I was going