Chapter4

#Chapter4

LARISA'S POV

These days I get so eager to go to the market hopping I'll see Frances again even though the house is full of food already but Demian doesn't usually check the fridge. I was finally having a friend again after three years of loneliness. I shouldn’t let him go right?

I have been here for almost an hour already but I haven't seen Frances stepping in the market. Every time the glass door slides open I'm already looking at that direction if it's Frances. This is the third time I'm entering inside the market hoping he would be here. But maybe he doesn't again because of the way I acted towards him. Maybe he's not coming again. I feel really guilty.

After paying for the few things I bought. I slowly walk to the exit and came out. My eyes becoming blurry. I carry the plastic which is only one since I didn't buy much. I should just go to the park. It's been a week since I last went there. Luckily Demian is coming home really late since his stuck with meetings.

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I let out a sigh and set on the bench, drop the plastic by my side. I stare around. Children playing and running around, teenage boy and girl seating on the picnic cloth talking and laughing. It just brings back my good memories with Anthony.

I smiled as a single tear drops down my cheek. I quickly wipe it off and look at the mother playing with her two girls. I felt a pain in my chest remembering I was once pregnant. I touched my now flat stomach. A sob escapes my mouth. Maybe I should have just told him earlier.

Staying in the park is not helping. I turned to my bag ready to lift it. I felt a hand on my shoulder. My body momentarily filling with fear. I completely forgot how to breath. The person's hand turns on my shoulder and Frances came into view with a grin on his face. He then frowns as he stares my face.

/"Were you crying?/" I quickly wipe my face again shaking my head.

/"N - no I wasn't. Wow, what brought you here?/" I asked quickly changing the topic. Before taking my hands off my face. Frances shrugs and set besides me.

/"I guess I was just passing by when I notice your pretty black hair and tensed shoulder. That reminds me. Why are you usually tensed when I see you?/"

/"Huh, I don't know what you’re talking about./" I said searching the floor for possible nothing. He raise his hand and I flinched a little only noticing he just wanted to lay it on my shoulder.

/"You usually tensed up like someone is about to attack you or something. Is there something wrong?/"

/"What? No. Why would you think that?/" I said acting confused.

/"You know what? Never mind. I promised you a phone the next time we meet but it wasn't a good meet.../"

/"Oh that day, I'm really sorry I was just terrified./" I mentally slapped my face.

/"Why was that? You thought I'm some freak that wants to hurt you?/"

/"No no, not at all. I just.../"

/"No it's fine. I'm over it. Look what I got you./" He said then brought out a box of phone from nowhere in particular. I stare at him surprised. He hold out an iPhone 11. My hands automatically covers my mouth. I shook my head no, pushing his hand back.

/"No, I can't have this. It's just too much./"

/"Nothing is too much for a pretty lady like you. Come on you deserve more./" He said stretching his hand back out towards me again.

/"No I can't. I'll rather accept a second hand phone./"

/"What? Now you are disappointing me. We just met and now you already disappointing me. I thought we have reached the stage of friendship./"

/"Look Frances I really appreciate it. But you can't just spend money on a common me?/"

/"You are not common to me. You are special to me and I'm here to prove that./" I try hiding my blush. /"I will be really heartbroken if you don't accept this. I want to be able to communicate with you. Okay?/" I looked at him with a long stare while he looks at me with suspect eyes. I sigh in defeat.

/"Okay and thanks so much for this./" I said after taking it from him. He grins showing off his dimples.

/"Anything for the pretty girl./"

/"Oh shut up./" I said trying to sound angry but my cheeks keep turning red.

/"So my number is already saved in and I already have yours. Guess what's the sad part of my day?/"

/"What?/" I asked concerned.

/"Leaving you./" He said pouting looking extremely cute.

/"Oh please./" I said getting up with him while blushing like it's part of my caked up make up. Seeing it's getting late and I still have to make dinner. He opens his arms grinning at me.

/"Don't I deserve a hug from Ms. Pretty?/"

/"Nope./" I said proudly. He looked disappointed for a while but it disappeared the same time it came. I can't just give in easily.

/"Not only pretty but tough. Nice mixture./" He nods walking backwards. Then waves at me. /"I'll call if you don't./" He said seriously before turning back and jogging off while I waved back at him.

He is really sweet. Why haven't I met him my entire life?

SILVER'S POV

I got up butt naked and took her clothes from the couch, before throwing it at her. She gasp in shock.

/"Dress up and leave./"

/"What?/"

/"You heard./" I said blankly pouring myself a glass of Tequila before sitting on the edge of the bed and sipping from it.

After about three minutes giving me a surprised look. I stare at her then she looks away stood up naked and puts on her clothes. She takes stuff from her bag then writes something dropping it on the coffee table.

/"Call me when you need me./" She said and walked out the room shutting it with so much force. She just a new angry slut I have. Since I'm getting bored with Britney.