Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, see pretty self-explanatory.
Cyberwing: Well this is one of the long chapters. It is because I am going to be introducing a few characters into the story and also part of Elle's past will be revealed in this chapter.
Well, this is going to be a serious chapter so be prepared...for god knows what~~ _
In My Dreams-Ch 14
No. It couldn't be. She couldn't be that Kujaku birthday girl now right? She just happened to have the same first name right? I mean, it couldn't be her! While I was feeling all sorry for myself, she seemed to be able to recompose herself quite quickly.
"Well, I am surprised to see you here." She gave a small insincere smile before putting out her hand for me to shake.
I shook her hand and we both let go of each other quickly, as if each other's hand were plagues. I forced a smile on my face.
The rest of the guest, probably thought that we were long lost best friends, carried on with their conversation before we interrupted them.
I smirked, "well I am surprised to see you here. The last time I saw you, you were at the back of the bar making---"
She pulled me to the corner of the room before I was able to finish the sentence. "How did you get here? I am sure that I didn't invite you. Did you sneak in here? Get out before I call for security. I can't afford anyone to screw up this party. This isn't like the past."
I slapped her hand off from my arm. "Well, I am pretty sure that you didn't. It's because it's Kujaku Corp who invited me. Unless the head of the corp. had changed, it's Mr. Isamu Kujaku who invited me. Besides, it was you who screw everything up in the first place."
Mai narrowed her eyes, "I hate it when you are not listening to me and keep on changing what I am saying."
Then another woman tapped Mai's shoulder and joined the conversation. I met her at school too, but I had completely forgotten about her, even her name. So, for the time being, I would just call her 'bitch' since she was Mai's friend.
'Bitch' looked at me with disguise before she said, "Why would Kujaku Corp invite such an unimportant person as you? Or rather it is because you forced some guy to let you come with him. I thought you are a proud woman that will never need men to achieve anythings. Or have you realized that a pathetic person such as yourself, who have no money, family, nor power, will never be able to do anything without the help of someone else, particularly men?" She looked at her hand and took off one of her diamond rings. "Take this and leave. As someone who is part of the party, I can't allow prostitution in here." She then waved her hand at me as if I were some fly.
"Sarah," Mai warned. "Come on Elle, let's just---"
I shook my head as I took the Bitch's diamond ring. Notice that I didn't quote the word anymore. "This ring is just too small to feed my appetite." Without another glance, I threw the ring behind me; the ring fell onto the white hard floor with a cling.
I continued, "Well it's not as if I wanted to come here in the first place. I've only come here because some guy begged me to, but Mai." My face hardened, "As far as I'm concerned, you have no say as to whether I should leave or not. Therefore, just get out of my face before I make a scene. You don't want that now do you? I am sure that an IMPORTANT person such as you cannot afford to be embarrassed."
The Bitch death-glared me before storming off, probably trying to find a security for real and I glared right back at her as she walked. I was used to be glared at. If she thought that her death-glare was deadly, she should see 'psycho's'. After all, I was used to be glared at by 'psycho'; her look meant nothing to me. Well, if she really did find securities to throw me out, I didn't care. If anything did happen, 'psycho' would be the one who would have to take the blame since it was he who got me here. Besides, it wasn't my fault anyway, I didn't start it; she did.
Mai took several deep breaths and looked at me as if she was going to have a stroke. "I am trying to be civilized with you." Her tone turned soft, "What are you doing here Elle? Don't tell me that you are here to celebrate my birthday with me."
I shrugged as I took a bite of the sauté fish. "Trust me, I was trying to be civilized with you but there is no point. After all, you are not worth it. If I've known earlier, I would've never come, not even for money. Besides, I am not important anyway; I just came here for pure business. So please, just go. I mean, an UNIMPORTANT person like me cans never afford to waste time talking to one the MOST important person in the world such as yourself."
Mai looked at me, studying me. I glared stonily at her, meeting her glance and challenging her. Mai sighed, "Stay here if you want."
Then, she saw something behind me and switched from a stern face to warm, friendly one. I wondered who was behind me. No way in hell would she smile at me like that.
Either way, that was just freaky. Not even mood swings could do that; people could never be able to change their moods within seconds. Even though I was no psychologist, I say she had a split personality. If so, then I shouldn't have treated her like that, if she had a mental problem. That would be too cruel---
To myself. I was afraid that she might go on a killing spree. I didn't know about others but I didn't want to die yet.
I would never look at her in the same way again.
In fact, I would never look at her again, period.
Her face made me wanted to throw up.
We met each other when we were still in elementary. I had been living in Canada ever since I could remember and she was transferred there from Japan because her father wanted the best education for her. As hard to believe as it was, we used to be the best of friends. She was my first friend, maybe I had a few when I was younger but I had no memory of it.
In the past, she and I would go to Willow Park almost every day after school and chat for the rest of the day. We slept over at each others houses, watched scary movies and huddled together at the terrifying parts, cooked for each other and told each other our deepest secrets.
How did our relationship turned out this way?
By the end of the seventh grade, we started to grow apart. It was natural I supposed. She had everything that I didn't have and vice versa. She could never understand what I was feeling and as much as I hated to admit it, I felt more matured than her. She had a family, she had money and she was the single child. Everyone in her family cared about her. Me, on the other hand, had to worry about my future, whether my foster family would be able to take care of me until I graduated.
The first incident that started to damage our relationship was the meeting between her father and me. Now that I recalled, the host did looked like Isamu Kujaku, just the younger version. That day was like any other day; we were hanging out in Willow Park when I saw some men approaching us. A few grown men asked Mai to go with them and she followed obediently, giving me a wave and telling me that she'll see me tomorrow.
I was still on a swing, enjoying the wind when a man walked toward me, appraising me. He was Mai's father. I could still remember his words clearly, the words that burned deep in my mind, burning a deep border, splitting Mai and I apart. A border, a scar that would never heal---
However, I remained Mai's friend after despite what he had said because deep down inside, I wanted to feel wanted by someone other than my family, something that would and will remain mine without needing me to grasp for it---A friendship that would not change no matter what.
How naïve I was back then.
When we got to secondary, we began to distant ourselves. She began making more friends and started to hang out with them more. I knew I had no right to stop her; after all, it was her choice. I wanted to keep this friendship, I really did. However, a relationship could not be carried on with one side; a relationship required both sides, both sides, which were willing to put an effort in to make it work.
I've called her several times, and before I knew it, both of us ran out of subjects to talk about. Then, I made other friends of my own.
How ironic was that?
Funny, how relationships could just fade away within a few years. The rest of you are probably wondering why I hated her so much. It happened a few years back. It was the very first time that I was actually serious in a relationship. I've met a boy at a party and as we chatted, we've decided to give this relationship a shot.
By that time, Mai and I would just nod at each other when we saw each other walking down the hallway.
Anthony was handsome, so handsome that everyone would almost turn his way when he walked down the street. He was most girls' dream date. Having him as my boyfriend gave me a sense of satisfaction. His light brown hair would shine under the sunlight. I would melt every time he smiled at me as we met. He didn't look matured like 'psycho', in fact, he had a baby face. I had really liked him; he made me feel important and comfortable. However, not soon after, we grew apart as well.
It was because I refused him. I love him; at least in all the way I could at that time; however, it didn't feel right to do it with him. Then he started to avoid me. From then on, I was almost proud of myself that I refused him. If the reason he wanted to date me was for these kinds of things, then he would never live to see me naked.
At that time, I was already working as a bartender at a club. It wasn't illegal really, because I wasn't drinking, I was only there mixing drinks. It was only because of my stepbrother that I was able to get this job. The manager of the place was one of his friends, Bakura. To me, my stepbrother was amazing; he had friends all over the world---unlike me. I really loved that job, not only did it pay well; it also was a way for me to forget about my relationship with my boyfriend.
I wanted to talk things out with him, but--- That was the worse feeling because I had no idea what he was thinking and that our relationship was a mess.
It was already evening and it was the time where there were the most customers in the club. I was wiping one of the glasses when I saw my boyfriend. I was about to wave at him when I saw him turning around and pulling another woman into the club with him. Wrapping in each other's arms, they made their way to the corner of the club. That woman was Mai. I didn't even realize that the glass had slipped from my hands until it scattered, just like my heart; just like my heart---
I quickly ducked, pretending to pick up the pieces of glass when I was trying to hide; hiding for god-knows-what. Up to this day, I couldn't figure out why I acted the way I did. All I knew was at that time; I couldn't let him find me there. My only focus was on the ground, I cleaned up the mess I've made slowly. I almost had a heart attack when Johnny, other waiter in the club, knocked on the bar table, telling me that one of the customers was urging to have his drink.
Bakura looked at me inquisitively, so did other waiters. Everyone knew who my boyfriend was. I had practically showed everyone there the picture he had taken with me. I was so happy when I showed him to others, yet at that time, I regretted that I did.
Bakura pushed the bar table up and walked up to me. He kneeled before me and patted my head. I looked at him and I suddenly had the urge to cry. We stood up and he wrapped his arms around me, telling me that I could take the day off if I wanted. I took one last look at my boyfriend and Mai and what I saw made me want to go on a killing spree.
They were practically making out. Mai was leaning into my boyfriend as one of his arms wrapped tightly around her and his other hands were touching--- oh my god! Before I knew it, I took a glass from the tray that another waitress was holding and I walked toward them. I dumped the cup of cold liquid on both of them before slamming the glass hard on the table.
Funny thing was, my boyfriend turned quickly around and had the look to kill until he saw me. It was as if he would never expect to see me there, he let go of Mai and stood up, looking at me with his damn innocent eyes. However, I wasn't going to fall for it. The pain in my heart kept my head clear. I smiled coldly at Mai as she widened her eyes when she recognized that it was me.
"Next time if you want to cheat on your GIRLFRIEND Anthony," I emphasized on the 'girlfriend', "Pick a place where your girlfriend won't show up."
I slapped him and walked out of the club.
When I slammed the door, I could almost hear Mai calling me and Bakura cheering---
Ever since then, our relationship could be simplified to: I hate her, yet sometimes I would find myself looking at her unconsciously when I saw her down the hallway. Sometimes, I would see her staring at me in return.
A relationship cannot be erased quickly right? However, when the basis of the relationship changed, it could never return back to its original state.
We no longer talked to each other; we walked on by as if we didn't see the other person. After all, what was left to be said after all the pain and anguish? She went on her own way and so did I.
Not that it matter any more. After all, without love, there won't be hate. I stopped caring about her nor my ex-boyfriend a long time ago.
The more I thought about the past, the more I wondered if I had really loved him as much as I had thought. What Anthony did to me was cruel and I was hurt and angry. However, I was able to recover quicker that I had ever thought. I loved him, yet not to the point where I would not be able to survive without him. It was much later did I found out that I wasn't his only girlfriend.
Time was the best medicine. Everything would fade, the pain that seemed to be so agonizing, no longer did; the hate which I felt, no longer seemed to be there anymore; Anthony, the man who I once thought was so handsome, no longer was.
Actually, in some sickening way, I wanted to thank Mai and Anthony since they were the ones who poured a cold bucket of water on me. After that incident, I've never dated again. Why bother anyway?
She taught me a lesson; never trust anyone, especially the ones closest to you. The closer you let someone be the more pain you would feel in the future. That was because, relationships were hard to control. That was why you should never let anyone close to you.
I had build walls around myself; acting like I was happy was one, pretending that I was strong and that I had actually forgotten about that incident was another. Yet from time to time, in the middle of the night, I would recall the past and end up crying till I could fall asleep. I wondered how long I have to continue this. I wonder, because I really wanted to know---about the time when I could break away the chains that were tied around me, the chains that were suffocating me---
I haven't thought about this for a long time. Why did I have to remember now? Why did she have to show up when I was about to get over it? Why?
I didn't do anything as Mai walked passed me. My glance just followed her, out of the corner of my eye, I saw 'psycho'. He didn't hear the conversation I had with Mai right? I didn't want another person to know about this.
She put out her right hand and 'psycho' gave her a cold smile before shaking it. Other people walked toward them and started to talk with one another.
Mai gave an uncomfortable grin. "So how are you finding this party?"
'Psycho' glanced at me and I looked at the ground. I wasn't in the mood to bitch or rant at him anymore. I felt tired all of a sudden, about everyone and everything around me. I was lacking the energy to care. All I wanted to do now was to just go home and sleep, then forget about everything that happened today.
"Fine."
'Psycho' looked at me for a moment longer and walked closer to me. He didn't ask me what was going on. Yet, his presence, as he stood next to me gave me strength. I looked up and gave him a weak smile. He was the only one I knew in the party so he was the only one I could rely on, well for now anyway.
Mai looked at us, she questioned, "are you the one who invited her with you to come to the party?"
'Psycho' nodded, "She's my fiancée."
Mai looked at me. "Congratulations Elle. Of all these times, you've never told me that Mr. Kaiba is your fiancé. Who would have guessed that you will be able to find a handsome, rich and fine young man like him?"
I just couldn't understand her anymore. Shouldn't she hate me the same was as I hate her? Why did she act as if nothing had ever happened between me and her? I was so confused. I began to wonder if she was just waiting a chance, a chance where she would be able to hurt me the most.
Yet, having him standing next to me--- somehow I felt better. I no longer felt as if it was me alone versus the whole world. I couldn't live in the past forever right? I put these things behind me once, I could do it again. I have to. I took another glance at 'psycho', maybe having him around wasn't so bad after all. I took his hand and I squeezed it.
'Psycho' gave me a worried look, probably thought that I've went insane since I was showing affection.
She looked at 'psycho' before she continued, "Seventeen might be a young age to start a family but nothing is impossible for you as long as you put your mind into it. Work hard and don't give up so easily."
"What?" I narrowed my eyes. What was she trying to do? Did she want to tell me something?
Mai flung her hair to the back. "Everyone knows that Mr. Kaiba here is seventeen years old. He is a year younger than us both. Don't tell me that you didn't know this"
I smirked, so she was waiting after all, waiting for a moment where she would be able to hurt me the most; a moment, where I would feel isolated and alone.
Well, she succeeded.
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Well, this is the end of chapter 14. How will Elle respond to this? What will Seto do about this? What is Mai's side of the story? What is going to happen in the next chapter? Continue to find out! For now please press the left button and review!
Cyberwing: Well this is one of the long chapters. It is because I am going to be introducing a few characters into the story and also part of Elle's past will be revealed in this chapter.
Well, this is going to be a serious chapter so be prepared...for god knows what~~ _
In My Dreams-Ch 14
No. It couldn't be. She couldn't be that Kujaku birthday girl now right? She just happened to have the same first name right? I mean, it couldn't be her! While I was feeling all sorry for myself, she seemed to be able to recompose herself quite quickly.
"Well, I am surprised to see you here." She gave a small insincere smile before putting out her hand for me to shake.
I shook her hand and we both let go of each other quickly, as if each other's hand were plagues. I forced a smile on my face.
The rest of the guest, probably thought that we were long lost best friends, carried on with their conversation before we interrupted them.
I smirked, "well I am surprised to see you here. The last time I saw you, you were at the back of the bar making---"
She pulled me to the corner of the room before I was able to finish the sentence. "How did you get here? I am sure that I didn't invite you. Did you sneak in here? Get out before I call for security. I can't afford anyone to screw up this party. This isn't like the past."
I slapped her hand off from my arm. "Well, I am pretty sure that you didn't. It's because it's Kujaku Corp who invited me. Unless the head of the corp. had changed, it's Mr. Isamu Kujaku who invited me. Besides, it was you who screw everything up in the first place."
Mai narrowed her eyes, "I hate it when you are not listening to me and keep on changing what I am saying."
Then another woman tapped Mai's shoulder and joined the conversation. I met her at school too, but I had completely forgotten about her, even her name. So, for the time being, I would just call her 'bitch' since she was Mai's friend.
'Bitch' looked at me with disguise before she said, "Why would Kujaku Corp invite such an unimportant person as you? Or rather it is because you forced some guy to let you come with him. I thought you are a proud woman that will never need men to achieve anythings. Or have you realized that a pathetic person such as yourself, who have no money, family, nor power, will never be able to do anything without the help of someone else, particularly men?" She looked at her hand and took off one of her diamond rings. "Take this and leave. As someone who is part of the party, I can't allow prostitution in here." She then waved her hand at me as if I were some fly.
"Sarah," Mai warned. "Come on Elle, let's just---"
I shook my head as I took the Bitch's diamond ring. Notice that I didn't quote the word anymore. "This ring is just too small to feed my appetite." Without another glance, I threw the ring behind me; the ring fell onto the white hard floor with a cling.
I continued, "Well it's not as if I wanted to come here in the first place. I've only come here because some guy begged me to, but Mai." My face hardened, "As far as I'm concerned, you have no say as to whether I should leave or not. Therefore, just get out of my face before I make a scene. You don't want that now do you? I am sure that an IMPORTANT person such as you cannot afford to be embarrassed."
The Bitch death-glared me before storming off, probably trying to find a security for real and I glared right back at her as she walked. I was used to be glared at. If she thought that her death-glare was deadly, she should see 'psycho's'. After all, I was used to be glared at by 'psycho'; her look meant nothing to me. Well, if she really did find securities to throw me out, I didn't care. If anything did happen, 'psycho' would be the one who would have to take the blame since it was he who got me here. Besides, it wasn't my fault anyway, I didn't start it; she did.
Mai took several deep breaths and looked at me as if she was going to have a stroke. "I am trying to be civilized with you." Her tone turned soft, "What are you doing here Elle? Don't tell me that you are here to celebrate my birthday with me."
I shrugged as I took a bite of the sauté fish. "Trust me, I was trying to be civilized with you but there is no point. After all, you are not worth it. If I've known earlier, I would've never come, not even for money. Besides, I am not important anyway; I just came here for pure business. So please, just go. I mean, an UNIMPORTANT person like me cans never afford to waste time talking to one the MOST important person in the world such as yourself."
Mai looked at me, studying me. I glared stonily at her, meeting her glance and challenging her. Mai sighed, "Stay here if you want."
Then, she saw something behind me and switched from a stern face to warm, friendly one. I wondered who was behind me. No way in hell would she smile at me like that.
Either way, that was just freaky. Not even mood swings could do that; people could never be able to change their moods within seconds. Even though I was no psychologist, I say she had a split personality. If so, then I shouldn't have treated her like that, if she had a mental problem. That would be too cruel---
To myself. I was afraid that she might go on a killing spree. I didn't know about others but I didn't want to die yet.
I would never look at her in the same way again.
In fact, I would never look at her again, period.
Her face made me wanted to throw up.
We met each other when we were still in elementary. I had been living in Canada ever since I could remember and she was transferred there from Japan because her father wanted the best education for her. As hard to believe as it was, we used to be the best of friends. She was my first friend, maybe I had a few when I was younger but I had no memory of it.
In the past, she and I would go to Willow Park almost every day after school and chat for the rest of the day. We slept over at each others houses, watched scary movies and huddled together at the terrifying parts, cooked for each other and told each other our deepest secrets.
How did our relationship turned out this way?
By the end of the seventh grade, we started to grow apart. It was natural I supposed. She had everything that I didn't have and vice versa. She could never understand what I was feeling and as much as I hated to admit it, I felt more matured than her. She had a family, she had money and she was the single child. Everyone in her family cared about her. Me, on the other hand, had to worry about my future, whether my foster family would be able to take care of me until I graduated.
The first incident that started to damage our relationship was the meeting between her father and me. Now that I recalled, the host did looked like Isamu Kujaku, just the younger version. That day was like any other day; we were hanging out in Willow Park when I saw some men approaching us. A few grown men asked Mai to go with them and she followed obediently, giving me a wave and telling me that she'll see me tomorrow.
I was still on a swing, enjoying the wind when a man walked toward me, appraising me. He was Mai's father. I could still remember his words clearly, the words that burned deep in my mind, burning a deep border, splitting Mai and I apart. A border, a scar that would never heal---
However, I remained Mai's friend after despite what he had said because deep down inside, I wanted to feel wanted by someone other than my family, something that would and will remain mine without needing me to grasp for it---A friendship that would not change no matter what.
How naïve I was back then.
When we got to secondary, we began to distant ourselves. She began making more friends and started to hang out with them more. I knew I had no right to stop her; after all, it was her choice. I wanted to keep this friendship, I really did. However, a relationship could not be carried on with one side; a relationship required both sides, both sides, which were willing to put an effort in to make it work.
I've called her several times, and before I knew it, both of us ran out of subjects to talk about. Then, I made other friends of my own.
How ironic was that?
Funny, how relationships could just fade away within a few years. The rest of you are probably wondering why I hated her so much. It happened a few years back. It was the very first time that I was actually serious in a relationship. I've met a boy at a party and as we chatted, we've decided to give this relationship a shot.
By that time, Mai and I would just nod at each other when we saw each other walking down the hallway.
Anthony was handsome, so handsome that everyone would almost turn his way when he walked down the street. He was most girls' dream date. Having him as my boyfriend gave me a sense of satisfaction. His light brown hair would shine under the sunlight. I would melt every time he smiled at me as we met. He didn't look matured like 'psycho', in fact, he had a baby face. I had really liked him; he made me feel important and comfortable. However, not soon after, we grew apart as well.
It was because I refused him. I love him; at least in all the way I could at that time; however, it didn't feel right to do it with him. Then he started to avoid me. From then on, I was almost proud of myself that I refused him. If the reason he wanted to date me was for these kinds of things, then he would never live to see me naked.
At that time, I was already working as a bartender at a club. It wasn't illegal really, because I wasn't drinking, I was only there mixing drinks. It was only because of my stepbrother that I was able to get this job. The manager of the place was one of his friends, Bakura. To me, my stepbrother was amazing; he had friends all over the world---unlike me. I really loved that job, not only did it pay well; it also was a way for me to forget about my relationship with my boyfriend.
I wanted to talk things out with him, but--- That was the worse feeling because I had no idea what he was thinking and that our relationship was a mess.
It was already evening and it was the time where there were the most customers in the club. I was wiping one of the glasses when I saw my boyfriend. I was about to wave at him when I saw him turning around and pulling another woman into the club with him. Wrapping in each other's arms, they made their way to the corner of the club. That woman was Mai. I didn't even realize that the glass had slipped from my hands until it scattered, just like my heart; just like my heart---
I quickly ducked, pretending to pick up the pieces of glass when I was trying to hide; hiding for god-knows-what. Up to this day, I couldn't figure out why I acted the way I did. All I knew was at that time; I couldn't let him find me there. My only focus was on the ground, I cleaned up the mess I've made slowly. I almost had a heart attack when Johnny, other waiter in the club, knocked on the bar table, telling me that one of the customers was urging to have his drink.
Bakura looked at me inquisitively, so did other waiters. Everyone knew who my boyfriend was. I had practically showed everyone there the picture he had taken with me. I was so happy when I showed him to others, yet at that time, I regretted that I did.
Bakura pushed the bar table up and walked up to me. He kneeled before me and patted my head. I looked at him and I suddenly had the urge to cry. We stood up and he wrapped his arms around me, telling me that I could take the day off if I wanted. I took one last look at my boyfriend and Mai and what I saw made me want to go on a killing spree.
They were practically making out. Mai was leaning into my boyfriend as one of his arms wrapped tightly around her and his other hands were touching--- oh my god! Before I knew it, I took a glass from the tray that another waitress was holding and I walked toward them. I dumped the cup of cold liquid on both of them before slamming the glass hard on the table.
Funny thing was, my boyfriend turned quickly around and had the look to kill until he saw me. It was as if he would never expect to see me there, he let go of Mai and stood up, looking at me with his damn innocent eyes. However, I wasn't going to fall for it. The pain in my heart kept my head clear. I smiled coldly at Mai as she widened her eyes when she recognized that it was me.
"Next time if you want to cheat on your GIRLFRIEND Anthony," I emphasized on the 'girlfriend', "Pick a place where your girlfriend won't show up."
I slapped him and walked out of the club.
When I slammed the door, I could almost hear Mai calling me and Bakura cheering---
Ever since then, our relationship could be simplified to: I hate her, yet sometimes I would find myself looking at her unconsciously when I saw her down the hallway. Sometimes, I would see her staring at me in return.
A relationship cannot be erased quickly right? However, when the basis of the relationship changed, it could never return back to its original state.
We no longer talked to each other; we walked on by as if we didn't see the other person. After all, what was left to be said after all the pain and anguish? She went on her own way and so did I.
Not that it matter any more. After all, without love, there won't be hate. I stopped caring about her nor my ex-boyfriend a long time ago.
The more I thought about the past, the more I wondered if I had really loved him as much as I had thought. What Anthony did to me was cruel and I was hurt and angry. However, I was able to recover quicker that I had ever thought. I loved him, yet not to the point where I would not be able to survive without him. It was much later did I found out that I wasn't his only girlfriend.
Time was the best medicine. Everything would fade, the pain that seemed to be so agonizing, no longer did; the hate which I felt, no longer seemed to be there anymore; Anthony, the man who I once thought was so handsome, no longer was.
Actually, in some sickening way, I wanted to thank Mai and Anthony since they were the ones who poured a cold bucket of water on me. After that incident, I've never dated again. Why bother anyway?
She taught me a lesson; never trust anyone, especially the ones closest to you. The closer you let someone be the more pain you would feel in the future. That was because, relationships were hard to control. That was why you should never let anyone close to you.
I had build walls around myself; acting like I was happy was one, pretending that I was strong and that I had actually forgotten about that incident was another. Yet from time to time, in the middle of the night, I would recall the past and end up crying till I could fall asleep. I wondered how long I have to continue this. I wonder, because I really wanted to know---about the time when I could break away the chains that were tied around me, the chains that were suffocating me---
I haven't thought about this for a long time. Why did I have to remember now? Why did she have to show up when I was about to get over it? Why?
I didn't do anything as Mai walked passed me. My glance just followed her, out of the corner of my eye, I saw 'psycho'. He didn't hear the conversation I had with Mai right? I didn't want another person to know about this.
She put out her right hand and 'psycho' gave her a cold smile before shaking it. Other people walked toward them and started to talk with one another.
Mai gave an uncomfortable grin. "So how are you finding this party?"
'Psycho' glanced at me and I looked at the ground. I wasn't in the mood to bitch or rant at him anymore. I felt tired all of a sudden, about everyone and everything around me. I was lacking the energy to care. All I wanted to do now was to just go home and sleep, then forget about everything that happened today.
"Fine."
'Psycho' looked at me for a moment longer and walked closer to me. He didn't ask me what was going on. Yet, his presence, as he stood next to me gave me strength. I looked up and gave him a weak smile. He was the only one I knew in the party so he was the only one I could rely on, well for now anyway.
Mai looked at us, she questioned, "are you the one who invited her with you to come to the party?"
'Psycho' nodded, "She's my fiancée."
Mai looked at me. "Congratulations Elle. Of all these times, you've never told me that Mr. Kaiba is your fiancé. Who would have guessed that you will be able to find a handsome, rich and fine young man like him?"
I just couldn't understand her anymore. Shouldn't she hate me the same was as I hate her? Why did she act as if nothing had ever happened between me and her? I was so confused. I began to wonder if she was just waiting a chance, a chance where she would be able to hurt me the most.
Yet, having him standing next to me--- somehow I felt better. I no longer felt as if it was me alone versus the whole world. I couldn't live in the past forever right? I put these things behind me once, I could do it again. I have to. I took another glance at 'psycho', maybe having him around wasn't so bad after all. I took his hand and I squeezed it.
'Psycho' gave me a worried look, probably thought that I've went insane since I was showing affection.
She looked at 'psycho' before she continued, "Seventeen might be a young age to start a family but nothing is impossible for you as long as you put your mind into it. Work hard and don't give up so easily."
"What?" I narrowed my eyes. What was she trying to do? Did she want to tell me something?
Mai flung her hair to the back. "Everyone knows that Mr. Kaiba here is seventeen years old. He is a year younger than us both. Don't tell me that you didn't know this"
I smirked, so she was waiting after all, waiting for a moment where she would be able to hurt me the most; a moment, where I would feel isolated and alone.
Well, she succeeded.
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Well, this is the end of chapter 14. How will Elle respond to this? What will Seto do about this? What is Mai's side of the story? What is going to happen in the next chapter? Continue to find out! For now please press the left button and review!
