December 12th, 2011
"Hey! Aren't you gonna stay here for Christmas and New Year? To celebrate them with me? With the others too?" he shouted as she packed her bags in her bedroom. She kept packing her bags without answering his questions.
"Lea!" he grabbed her hands, tried to stop her from packing bags. She bowed her head. "Look at me." It took almost five minutes to make her look at him. She lifted her head slowly. "Please, stay here."
She kept looking at his eyes, then bowed her head again. She remembered all the things some people told her about their relationship, and that's why she wanted to stay away from him this holiday, just for a few weeks. Cause she knew she couldn't live without him actually.
"I...I-I wanna see my family. I-I miss them so much," she finally said something. She lied. That's not the main reason. She looked at his eyes, then bowed her head again. She coulnd't stand it.
"You sure?"
She took a deep breath, then released her hands from his. Then she started to packed her bags again.
"Hey..," he whispered as he put his hands on her shoulders. "Are those things that people said about us that make you wanna leave me for a month?"
She took a deep breath, then said slowly, "can you please stop talking about this again? Here, my whole family live in New York. It's not unusual to celebrate Christmas and New Year with your family, isn't it?"
"Oh God...yes I know, but this time, you didn't even say good bye to me. You didn't answer my phone, you didn't reply my texts. What's wrong? Is that something wrong with you?" he took a deep breath, then said, "or with us?"
"My God why it's getting more complicated! It's just a simple problem right? Now leave me alone, please."
He took some steps backward, kept looking at her, then said with a low voice, "okay, then. I give up. Go where ever you wanna go, leave me without a good bye as long as you want to. But remember, I don't care what people say about us, I'll keep on trying to stand by your side, because...," he paused, cleared his throat then said with a very very very low voice, "I love you."
She's good at listening and hearing though. Even though he just said something in a voice that he even couldn't hear it himself, she could. She heard him saying those magic three words. As he went away from her apartment, she sat down in her bed, covered her face with her tiny hands, then started crying...
December 18th, 2011
She opened her pretty eyes slowly. Her cute eyelashes blink several times. Her big brown eyes running left and right. Then her sexy lips started to make a move.
"Where are we?"
"Oh, we're almost there, Miss," the taxi driver answered. "How's your sleep?"
She giggled, "that was a veeerry nice sleep."
"Oh, well," he laughed, "that's good to hear, Miss."
While waiting for the taxi driver to bring her home, she took her phone out from her bag. She logged in to her twitter and tweeted, 'just landed home in NYC! So so so so so so so SO! Happy to be here!'
She smiled to herself, then looked out the window. Then suddenly, she began to remember what was happening in her bedroom a few days ago. His three words...
I shouldn't have done that to him...
She re-read her last tweet, '...SO! Happy to be here!' She covered her face with her bag.
Happy? Am I happy? No... absolutely not. I'm dying here.
Cory... I'm so sorry. Where are you now? I miss you, you know...
Suddenly that yellow car stopped. "Miss, we're here."
She sobbed.
"Miss? Are you okay?"
Cory... Cory... Come here please...
To be continued...