CHAPTER THIRTY
I pulled the blanket to wrap it around my body. I feel cold and I couldn’t understand because my body was so sore. I think Wallace and I were so excited for each other.
Ok fine, I’m that easy to get. I am angry but gave up easily just because of his kiss. I’m really silly.
Last night in the bathroom I couldn’t count how many times I reached heaven. We did yesterday how many times inside the bathroom. Until we got out and we did nothing but make each other happy. There was no rest and I don’t know how many times we reached heaven.
“You’re awake.” I tried to stand up but I couldn’t. “Are you, ok?” he asked with concern.
“My body is aching.” He quickly approached me and touched my forehead.
“You don’t have a fever, what’s wrong?”
“My body is sore.”
“Delayed onset muscles soreness.” Then he grabbed my hand and pulled. As well as on my feet. I heard sounds but it was not painful. “What do you feel now?”
“I’m ok,” I replied because I felt my body relax.
“Fuck!” He was startled and touched my hand. “I’m sorry.” Then I noticed that I had bruises on both arms. I think we were overwhelmed and both lost control of ourselves. Because even he has scratches on the arm as well. And I’ll bet he also has that on his back and chest.
“No, it’s ok.”
“Fix yourself first so we can go out. You have a dress ready on the side.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
“We will go home?” I ask.
“No, we’re going somewhere.”
“Where?”
“Just fix yourself and come outside. We will also eat there.”
“Wallace, can you please tell me what’s happening?” I stood up and faced him. “I don’t know what you want to happen. You pushed me and now you brought me here and what you are showing seems like nothing happen. Everything is ok and we are ok again. Everything is very normal to you. What is this? Are you playing with me?”
“No, just follow what I said, and later will go home.”
I didn’t fight with him and I took a shower. I don’t want to argue with him because I know he will be the one to follow. I just picked up the dress and check with the undergarments. I think he chose it well.
When I came out I caught him in the kitchen with something to fix. I rolled my eyes around the households. I’ve only just been here and I don’t know whose house it is.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Whose house is this?”
“Family vacation house.” I looked at a painting that was there. A boy standing behind him looks like his parents.
“Is that you and your parents?”
“Yes,” he replied and left the kitchen. Since I met Wallace I have never met his mom. We see his daddy once but his mom never. “Let’s go.”
“What is that?” I asked when I noticed he was holding a large basket.
“Just come with me.” He held my hand with his left hand. When we left the house I was amazed at what I saw. We are by the sea. I didn’t see it last night because I was asleep when we arrived.
Wallace and I walked until we came to a big tree I couldn’t tell what. It’s just a big and the many branches and the beauty. He lowered the basket and released my hand. He took a cloth and then laid it out.
Next, he placed pillows and then placed a tumbler. He also took out the foods that were there.
“Seat, let’s eat because I still haven’t eaten.” I obeyed what he said and sat down. “You can lean on the tree.” He handed me a mug of coffee. Next is stuffed bread.
“Thanks.”
We did not talk. I ate and so did he. It’s almost noon but not hot. Maybe because of the many trees on our right. I honestly don’t know what Wallace wants. I’m confused but at the same time, I’m happy. There is no denying that I am happy when I am with him.
I feel like we are dating. We used to go outside before but feeling special today. Because of the effort he makes.
He handed me water without still speaking. When I drank, I noticed that he took something from his pocket. To my surprise, I saw it was a bamboo flute.
“Do you know that?” I smiled. He answered me with a smile and started playing. I feel all creep into my body. He played the tune of the song we heard last night on our way here. I was just looking at him and he was at me too.
When the song ended he twisted the flute with his finger.
“My dad gave me this when I was ten. We played together and he told me that he can only play this in front of two important people in his life.” Then he looked at me. “Me and my mom. And like dad, only two have heard me play it. And those two are the two I value. You and him.”
“Where’s your mom?” I see the sadness in his eyes.
“She left us.”
“Sorry,” I said. I also saw him smile hard.
“I was seven when she left. I begged and kneel in front of her but she chose to leave me. Do you want to know the reason why she leaves us?” I nodded in response. I want to know him. I want to know the past of the person I love. “Pride. Ego.” He bent down and shook.
“My mom is richer than my dad. He used to work in mom’s company so they met. But my dad is more intelligent and wise. My mom is the only child of my grandparents. And since grandpa saw that dad has more potential than mom. He assigned dad to handle the company instead of mom. Mommy can’t accept that, she feels she’s useless, she suddenly looks at daddy like his competitor until they are always fighting. One day, mom was offered by a rival company to be a manager in another country. Mom accepted the offer and left us. A year later, she got promoted to CEO, and since then she hasn’t returned home. And it’s too late for us to find out that she married the owner of the company and build her own family.”
“Wallace, I don’t know what to say.”
“I love you, Diana.” I was shocked when he said that. I didn’t expect Wallace to tell me that. My heart beats in excitement. How long have I wanted to hear that and finally it’s happened. I didn’t expect it because all I really thought was that he was feeling pure lust. “The first time I saw you, you are special. And as the time passed by I have loved you and hid you in my heart. I can fight you against anyone but —– not by myself.”
“Wallace, I love you. I truly love you.” I see him cry and bowed. Oh, fuck! Why he’s crying? is there something that bothers him too much?
“It’s hard to fight yourself, Diana. I am afraid that the day may come I will be like my mommy. My pride will swallow me and hurt you. Forgive me, I love you but I can’t fight you on my own.”
“Wallace.”
“I’m setting you free, Diana.” Then he looked up. “I’m letting you go so that you can be really happy and I wish you the real happiness that only Cooper can give you.”
“You said you will not allow me to marry him? I thought you wouldn’t give me to him?”
“I can’t give you what he can give. So I’m letting you go.”
“Is that really what you want?”
“No, but that’s what’s good for you. I know Cooper can make you happy. And I wish you all the best.”
“Wallace, why you thought I could accept you, I could love you and I could fight for you. I can sacrifice everything I have just to have you. If you think that being Dy I is the reason we will break down. I can choose you over anything,”
“But I can’t choose you, Diana. Because I’m not ready yet. Because I still have a lot to deal with. I still want to prove myself. I am not ready to build myself with you. I am not yet ready to face you and give you happiness. Because I am myself I have doubts.”
“I’m happy to be with you.”
“Because of sex?”
“Because I love you. If it was just sex, I could find it in others. But I’m happy if we did it because I love you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Wallace.”
“Please be happy without me.”
“I am willing to wait until you get ready. Just tell me and I’ll wait.”
“I am not sure until when I will be ready.”
“Is this really a goodbye?” Instead of answering me he cried and held my hand.
“I love you so much, Diana. But if only my love will be the reason to hurt you, it would be better to let you go so that you can be happy with him. He loves you and you love him and I know he can love you better.”
“Wallace.”
“Please be happy.” And he hugs me.
“I can’t be happy if you’re not by my side.”
“You can. Be happy with him and I have already given you my blessing.”