Derick's POV
"Eh Derick, how did you get to the church members of Father Godfather?", He asked but he asked seriously. Exactly we finished eating.
I took a deep breath, "When I was born my parents abandoned me, Father told me that they left me right at the door of the church and then".
He nodded, "But you know your real parents, if you can tell me", he said he looked interested.
"Yes, they show up to my life when I was 9 years old, they ask if they could take me home, of course they agreed so when I went home, I already knew why they abandoned me. My mother hangs out with her she doesn't work much of housework, Father is a tricycle driver but he is a drunkard. My sister got pregnant early, 16 years old. So I carry all the burdens, being a mother at home and with my sister's child. I am always the target of my father, so there is no night I will sleep with bruises and wounds. So I would rather stay in church than that abusive family ", and I did not notice that my tears were dripping. I immediately wiped it and silence filled the room.
"Ahy, sorry for what happened to you", he said and bowed. I took another deep breath and smiled, "It's okay Ethan, I'm not telling the story to beg. All I want is someone who can understand me even though my past is like that."
"Last question, did you have an ex?"
"There is only one but only last for eight months", I said.
"What happened?", He asked. "They are the same as her best friend with a seminarian boyfriend. Then after a while I focused more on the church because of that she let me choose between her and the ministry. Of course I chose the ministry"
"Wait, it's the same with my ex, it's only eight months and my story is the same. I don't know if this is a coincidence but what is the first name of your girlfriend?" "Let's just say it together", I said
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"Bianca" "Clarissa"
0_0 That's right. "OUR EX ARE BESTFRIEND, IT IS YOU!", We stood up and laughed.
"I'll talk tomorrow", said Ethan and he tapped my left shoulder. And we headed to our rooms.
When I lay down on the bed I couldn't help but think of the touch of our hand, the way he looks at me and the way we saw each other's body. Everything was on slow mo. WAIT DERICK THIS IS NOT RIGHT IS IT NOT RIGHT. Hays I will go to sleep I hope this feeling disappears.