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.

"Jake, at least

had the time off with my work. See

not good, I need to talk

high school when my parents changed the neighbourhood. They were never actually around except 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 from a rich family.

his father but a kind heart always comes from a mother. His parents used to me well as 'Chipmunk'

and when I went to make her some coffee, leaving

that all was over, I would have to break my

one, she was rather happy and collected after 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, saying I wasn't that lucky in love knowing very well about the heap of love letters lying on my cupboard.

married; I had attended the wedding of some whom I still have connections left with, the rest I

to sleep to stop

a fish. I walked lazily, striding my crocodile feet on the carpet like a snake

not. Hell, I don't even know why I am still at his house.

could he be at this time of hour?

in spring! I was worried sick if he had

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

as saucers when I saw Jake kissing Victoria as if his life depended on it, his hands gripping her thighs which were wrapped firmly on his waist. Her

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

looked down, my mind clouded with several emotions when I found my cheeks with something wet called tears. I quietly slid down the floor, avoiding the discarded stationery on the floor,

my feet up a little which were heavy with all my crushed feelings, running hastily to my room. I slumped on the bed, my heart heavy as that rain which was seeping into the soil to provide

I opened the drawer and found condoms lying above. I quickly closed it. Of course, there would be condoms only, its fucking Jake's house for God's sake! I

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