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

to drop by your wedding if I had the time off with my work. See you around then, " he said conclusively before he walked out

I need to talk to Emily soon.

in high school when my parents changed the neighbourhood. They were never actually around except

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

the CEO of the Automobiles industry, the reason he changes his vehicle each week. He had got his cocky personality from his father but a kind heart always comes from a mother. His parents used to me well as 'Chipmunk' when I visited them once to

Jake as his mom once visited me to offer me gifts on Christmas and when I went to make her some coffee, leaving my unprotected feelings on the table, she made no attempt to leave it unrevealed.

thought that all was over, I would have to break my friendship from Jake.

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

had attended the wedding of some whom I still have

decided to sleep to stop my haywire

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

didn't know if Jake had returned or not. Hell, I don't even know why I am still at his house. Nevertheless, I tiptoed quietly to his bedroom, turned the doorknob stealthily only to find it empty.

he be at this time of hour?

if he had taken the umbrella or not, hell he recovered from his illness just a few days ago.

due to my own injury when I heard the screeching of a car. I jumped from the sofa, reaching

his hands gripping her thighs which were wrapped firmly on his waist. Her hands were roaming through his perfectly gelled

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

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 eyes now a well of tears when

I slumped on the bed, my heart heavy as

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 need

still wet clothes, opened the 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