Chapter Eighteen: HEARTACHE Part 3

Lesley's POV

My tears were falling endlessly when I went back to the forest. When Gusion left, I immediately left that place, as well.. along with my broken heart.

I stopped for a while under a tree and silently cried. I don't want my brother to see me this way. So I want to poured out here first my pain before I'll face him.

I realized now how deep my feelings for Gusion. I love him so much and I can't tell, how did that happen in such a few time. All I know, this pain was killing me.

"Who made you cry?"

I raised my eyes. That wasn't Harley's voice. Who the he-- My eyes widened. "Granger?" Was it really him? I looked at him from head to foot. He was far from the Granger I remembered.

He sat beside me. "Who did that to you?" he asked coldly.. dangerously.

It was really Granger. How old was he now? 27? 28? That was why he looked matured now.

I wiped my tears. "This is nothing. Where's Harley?" I tactically changed the topic. "Have you seen him?" He already met Harley and our parents on our second meeting.

He smiled lazily. "That's why I am here. Harley told me to wait for you here and tell you he already went home. Don't stay here too long, buddy."

I nodded and roamed my eyes around. I wanted to weep again. Every part of this place reminds me of Gusion. Our laughters, his promises, his compliments, his sweet nothings, his kisses, his memories. I thought what we had before was endless.

"You're crying again." Granger sighed deeply.

"Huh?" I held my face. Jeez. He was right. "I don't know, Granger. I don't know how to handle this kind of pain."

"Love?"

I nodded. "You know, I did forgot everything for him. But all I got was this. He's so unfair. I should get mad, but I don't know why I can't."

"Everything's going to be okay." He offer his hand to me. "Here."

I was awed. "What's that?"

"I don't have handkerchief here. Use my sleeves to wipe your tears."

I frowned then laughed despite the tears. "You're really weird." But I still did wiped my tears using his sleeve.

"Lesley."

I gasped when I heard Gusion's voice. He was standing not too far from us. Wrath was written in his eyes. "Is that the reason why you left?"

Granger and I stood up.

"Gusion Paxley." Granger's lips curved.

"Death Chanter." Gusion gloomily said.

"We've met again." Granger smirked. "You're the one who made Lesley cry?"

"I don't intend to." He looked at me. "Babe, let's talk," he pleaded.

Maybe it wasn't true that I am brave and tough. Because now, I am coward. I am scared with him and with the intensity of my feeling. If loving could be this painful, I'd rather want to never love at all. "Gus, I've had enough. I want out. That woman has real and complete family, she's rich, beautiful, and definitely not an orphan. Not to mention your family chose her for you. Me? This. I've no hold on you. Were not even in a relationship, while that woman was already engaged to you. I couldn't win to that woman wherever angle we'll try to see. I hate her. I hate you. I hate this damn tears." I harshly wiped those and shooked my head with obvious contempt." This is just one heartache, yet I already can't take it. So please let's stop this. I don't want to try anymore. I've nothing to do with you."

Shock. Pain. Bitterness. Contempt. And something I can't depict crossed his eyes. "You gave up just like that?"

I did not answer. I just can't.

He spoke again. Just above whisper voice but I detected wrath in there. "Lesley Vance.. I regret the day I met you."

Another tear fell from my eye again. Jeez. And I thought, I've cried enough.

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