I just looked around Jr.'s room. The layout of her room and the number of books. There are novels, pocketbooks, inspirational/motivational, poems, and more.
I also noticed a shelf that was mostly just notebooks there.
I took one then smiled. I thought about what these books are. These are his own works. I took another, and I saw that it was also his work. Then I realized that almost everything on this shelf is Jr.’s work. I was amazed because I didn't think he had written so much. If you count it is not down to thirty.
I was secretly saddened by what I saw. I remember those times when I am writing. I just sigh as I remember the day when writing made me happy. The World where I can do everything I want. The World where I am free. The World that I am the one to follow.
But eventually, I left and chose reality. The reality is that nothing is true in any one of the worlds I want.
I noticed Jr.'s movement so I approached him and held him by the forehead. His forehead was not as warm as before.
"Mia," he softly called my name then stared a little. "Stay here." then it closed again.
I sat next to him, I noticed his trembling so I lay down next to him. He needs to be warm so but he doesn’t need to wrap up. Her body heat needs to evaporate but she also needs to feel heat because he is getting cold.
So I hugged her while rubbing her shoulder to make her skin feel warm.
I didn't realize that I was crying and I didn't know why.
Maybe because I thought I would have been free to do this to him then if he hadn’t left. And I would also be free to do it to him now whenever I want. But I can't because I'm no longer free.
I was crying because I knew this is a cheat on Dylan. Jr. didn't do anything wrong to us, but there's no denying that I'm happy that Jr. is with me now.
I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep crying and thinking.
When I woke up Jr. was already hugging me and he was awake while looking at me.
"Morning," he greeted so I quickly got up and looked at the watch I was wearing. "I'm sorry I didn't wake you up."
"It's okay," I replied and got up quickly. "I'm leaving and you look ok," I added.
"Won't you have breakfast first?" he asked.
"No need."
"Thank you for taking care of me." I just smiled and was about to leave the room when Teresa preceded me to open it from the outside.
"Jr, it's good and you're ok ----" she said but was immediately cut off then looked at me. "Mia, someone is looking for you, Dylan seems to be his name." I was secretly cursing. He said that I should avoid Jr.
"I'll come with you." Jr.'s offer to me.
"No, it's okay." But he didn't listen to me because he came down to me first. So I complied as well.
When we got out Dylan was already standing next to his motor while smoking. When he saw me he immediately threw away the cigarette.
“'Bro,” Jr. began. "Something just happened that is why Mia is here,"
"It's okay," he replied. Then look at me.
"Dy,"
"Let's talk at home," he said then started the motor.
I no longer protested and immediately rode as well.
"Mia," Jr. called me. I was about to answer but Dylan preceded me.
"Don't worry 'bro, we will just talk," he said and quickly started the motor.
DYLAN just dropped his cell phone on the table and then took a beer from the refrigerator. I would have liked to rebuke him because it was too early but he might get angry. We talked about not seeing Jr. anymore but I didn't comply. The sad thing is that I still slept there.
"Dy, I'll explain what happened." He just drank and then lit a cigarette and threw the lighter at me.
"Don't, it doesn't matter to me what happened." He sat next to me as if nothing had happened. “I just wanted to tell you something. I'm going to jail tomorrow so I just want everything to be in order before I enter.”
I sighed as I waited for what he would say next.
"Mia, I wish we could end our relationship while I'm inside."
I looked at him in astonishment as I raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
"Let's split up while I'm inside."
"What? Is it because of what you saw before?"
He shook his head and then approached me.
“No, then I don't care what happened or if anything happened. All I want is to calm down while I’m inside. I've been wondering for a few nights if I should continue. But earlier when I saw you together, the decision that we should separate the first while inside was complete.”
"Why Dy, you lost trust in me because of what you saw?"