Time
Fateful
A/N: So how do you guys like it so far? I was so excited to write this, that I kept waking at night to write each chapter just so I won't forget them in the morning. This story was originally longer, but I decided to keep it short. I'm already done with the whole story so all I have to do it just post it up. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
We were invited to an art gallery showcase. Just the two of us. But now there are three of us. I am all alone again. The only chance I had of spending time with him, ruined by her uninvited presence. Why couldn't she see that she would have all his time in the future, that this time was just meant for me? Sometimes I hate her.
I sat with the cab driver the entire whole ride to downtown; while I tried to give them their own space in the back of the cab. He would talk to me now and then, calling me his 'bestie'. I abhor that word for all the life in me.
At the gallery, I stood a few feet away from them, not wanting to intrude in their personal space, I tried to mingle with other people around me, but somehow my gaze always falls back at them. I watched and studied their closeness; I remember reading about body languages before, so now I tried to study them and figure out what it said about them as a couple. They were facing each other so intimately, their bodies sent off the message: 'Do not disturb'.
I tried not to get caught watching them by smiling at whatever this guy was saying, nodding my head every now and then. I excused myself from the group and headed towards the middle of the room, somewhere directly across from them. I wouldn't say I was stalking hem, but I suppose when you like someone, you want to know all about them.
I continued to observe them, and I noticed that way he would look t her when she looked away, the seriousness in his eyes and the longing he had for her. He hasn't popped the question yet; her left hand wasn't carrying the ring we both picked out for her. It's so silly of me to let him do this to me, to let him hurt me involuntarily but right through my heart.
I kept watching them interact with each other, glancing now and again as I mingle around the room. Then I heard it. I heard them laughing; it wasn't a loud laugh; no one else noticed them but me. Everyone else in the room was either in deep conversations or laughing as well, so their actions weren't totally out of the ordinary. But their laughter carried echoes in my ears. I turned my head to look at them, to find out what they found so funny. That's when I noticed his eyes, I saw in them true happiness and adoration towards her. His whole body screamed, 'I want you', 'I need you' and everything else I wanted to hear from him.
I made up my mind them and there; I was going to give up on him and all my silly feelings. He truly loves her, and I can't compare with that. He only needs me when he wants to need me but his need for her was everlasting, almost like he needs her to live. I saw everything in his eyes; the unspoken words that screamed so loudly without him even saying it. He loves her more than life itself, and would give up his last breath for her if need be.
I had no place and I won't compete in a match I've already lost. If I have to I will walk away, far away from him so even I will eventually forget him.
I left the gallery, and walked out on the street but I was all alone again.
A/N: So did you guys like it? Much longer than the first one huh?