I walked into the guest room and sat on the bed. I know I probably shouldn't say this but, I miss him. It hasn't been that long, only a few hours and it doesn't matter what I saw. I still...love him.
A gray haired figure was standing at the door.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, bastard!?"
"I was only kidding around back there. What's bugging you? Tell the awesome Gilbert your weakness."
"I don't think that will help!" That came out louder than I thought it would.
"I guess you don't need me help. I'll just have a beer and go." He taunted. I just sat there trying to hide my emotions but, I couldn't.
As soon as Gilbert left I started crying. That bastard, Antonio, couldn't take a hint, could he? Did he even care!? And Bella told me to do this but, she has feelings for the same man.
There was a lump forming in my throat, I couldn't make a sound or they'll all be rushing in. I grabbed a pillow and buried my face into it and continued crying.
I decided I have had enough and that I had to confront one of them somehow. I removed my face from the pillow, stood up and walked to the door. I just stood there, I couldn't move. Why wasn't I opening the door?
I heard the knob start to turn but, it wasn't me opening the door. It was a tan male figure, my eyes started to fill up with tears again...
