Nixon's
When I woke up, I was clutching my head in my hands, wondering why she was continually in my dreams. Who is this mysterious woman in the first place? I'm not even sure what his name is.
It's been a week since I first began having dreams of that woman. Every time I inquire as to how we came to meet at the bus stop, and every time I inquire as to her identity, she vanishes without a trace.
Every time I go to sleep, I always see her in my dreams; we became closer as the days passed... or as the dream passed.
Just like last night in that I'm not sure I'll believe anything she says.
"Nixon, if you're serious about meeting up with me, please meet me at the coffee shop next to precious moon publishing."
When I first heard the name of our publishing house, I was taken aback.
"Do you happen to be anywhere near that publishing house?"
"Yes, I work as a writer there," she confirmed, which shocked me because she doesn't seem to work for us.
"To be on the safe side, how about we meet up tomorrow at 6 p.m.? I'm guessing that's when you'll be out?"
"I'll be there waiting for you, so don't even think of not showing up!" She burst out laughing and messed her hair.
"Of course, I'll pay you a visit; it's been a while since I've seen you, but every time I called your name, you vanished into thin air. And again, Miss, what's your name again???"
Again? She begins to fade away, as if she were a blown dandelion.
At the moment I don't know her name, but I plan to meet with her later in the day at a coffee shop to see if everything is legitimate.
The moment I heard someone knocking on the door, I knew I'd been cut off. My unit does have a doorbell, don't you know?
I went to the restroom first to wash my hands and brush my teeth; he or she will, of course, have to wait for me.
After finishing my morning routines, I hurriedly opened the door and was taken aback when I saw the face of my loving ex-girlfriend, who also happens to be my bestfriend.
"Can you tell me what brought you here?" I shifted my gaze back and forth between the two of them.
After what I witnessed months ago, how did these two acquire the thickness of their features to look me in the eyes?
"Blaze, We're come to express our regrets and extend this invitation to you "Nikki answered quietly, her hand clutching to the inside of my bestfriend's arm as she spoke.
Tyler gave the invitation to me in person. When I finished reading what had been written, I grimaced. A wedding invitation has been sent out!!!
"We'll be married in two weeks, Blaze," says the groom.
"What's the rush, Nikki? What's the rush? Are you expecting a child?" She collapsed on the ground and sobbed. I hit the target right on the nose.
Leaving Nikki in the car, I'll leave the two of you to talk for a while. I'll just phone you when you're finished." Tyler looked at me and then turned around as he finished speaking.
I waved for her to come in as I flung open the door wide. She strolled up to the sofa and took a seat. I noted that she had lost a little weight, that her face had become even smaller, and that her cheek bones had become more strained. Her eyebags were deep and dreary in appearance.
"Do you want a glass of water? Which would you prefer: tea or coffee?" He responded with a shake of his head. As a result, I took a seat in front of her. "So, what exactly do you want to talk about today? I thought we'd reached the end of our conversation?"
She stayed hunched over, and I observed that her shoulder was rising and sinking in response to the movement. She's crying out loud. I, on the other hand, keep myself from approaching her.
"I-I'm sorry B-blaze, I d..d-didn't mean t-to hurt y-you," I said, a smile on my face as I heard what she said.
"You didn't mean it, did you? Is it that you're attempting to be amusing or what?" I asked her, a chuckle on my face.
"The truth is that we.. since we were both depressed and upset about our relationship at the time, we found solace in each other... we thought... we thought, that we were slowly but steadily falling in love with each other. However, this is not the case, and we are both perplexed by this new sensation. Nevertheless, we are both mistaken; he is still in love with his ex-girlfriend, and I am still in love with you; however, it is too late to recognize this because we have already harmed the two of you, as well as the fact that I am already pregnant."
I'm completely at a loss for words. Which is more painful for you: knowing that he left you because she already loves someone else, or knowing that she still loves you but because of your inadequacies she found someone else, but then suddenly realizing that they still love their ex-boyfriends while they are still dating someone else. I really don't know! Everything is a sham!
"So, what exactly are you attempting to suggest with this? Nikki?"
He responded with a shake of his head. "I'm sorry, Blaze, but that's not possible. However, I believe that we must truly set each other free."
"I've already set you free... until the day I see you and Tyler doing that astounding feat together. You are now free to leave. Take precautions "As I sat up and opened the door for her, I mumbled something.
She rose to her feet and moved closer to the entrance; when she was directly in front of me, I was taken aback when she kissed me on the lips without warning. Her arm was around my waist when my eyes widened and I gently pushed her away with the arm that was around my waist.
"What the hell is going on?" I locked my gaze on her. "Nikki, you've just washed away all of my admiration and admiration for you. Now, let's get this party started!" I even made a gesture toward the door.
She came out of the door and I banged it shut behind her. Whoa, what in the world did she just do? Is it true that she just kissed me? What's up with those nasty lips?
I still adore her, and only God knows how much I adore her. However, this does not imply that once I have discovered the truth, I will automatically embrace it. I am not a saint, and I am not the kind of person who would simply forgive them for what they have done.
After glancing at the time on the wall, I saw it was just two o'clock in the afternoon. I felt like I'd expended all of my energy, so I ate first and then chose to go back to sleep because we had six more meetings with the woman of my dreams to look forward to.
Althea's
"Is that true, Thea? Will you be available after work today?" Zie started scratching me when we were enjoying lunch, despite the fact that it was a little late.
"Yup!" With one mouthful of the burger in my hand, I was satisfied. The two of us planned to meet up at cafè lok.
"Will he really come?"
"Of course!" I looked at, and she only imitated his exmypression, so I locked my gaze on her.
After we finished eating, I returned to my manuscript. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to add anything to Chapter 7. I'm at a loss on what to do with this novel at this point.
I was so preoccupied that I didn't even notice the passing of time; I was only slightly astonished when someone unexpectedly tapped me on the shoulder.
"Come on, everybody! Don't you still have a little money in your pocket?" Zie widened her brows even farther.
I immediately sprang to my feet and looked at my wrist watch, which read 5:45 p.m. I took Zie to the cr and retouched him.
I just apply a lip tint and a cheek tint, and I'm good to go.
Zie simply drove me to the coffee shop and then returned home. I arrived at exactly 6 p.m., which is awkward because I was still seven years old; perhaps she thought I was overly enthusiastic.
He is aware that I will be wearing a black v-neck shirt and shorts for the occasion. Every time the chime goes off, it feels like my heart is beating faster because of the twitter.
I got out my cellphone and played the game helix leap just for fun. I was taken aback when someone seated in front of me.
"They..." I came to a complete stop when I heard that voice.
When I raised my eyes, I saw the faces of my nice ex-boyfriend and his girlfriend in the distance.
"Can you tell me what you're up to here?" The woman cocked an eyebrow at me and seemed irritated that she had pulled out a white invitation from her purse. Is it okay if I poke its eye out?
"Can you tell me what it is?" I kept my gaze fixed on the offer, debating whether or not I should accept it.
"Ugh! Isn't it self-evident? That's an invitation to our wedding, right there!" While her eyes were still enlarging, she let out a scream.
As I looked at Tyler, he was berating his fiancée, who was soon to be married. I scowled and stared at Tyler. I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Flirting takes away from one's beauty.
"Oh? No offense, but I'm just not interested..." I rescinded the invitation and sent it back to them. "You are now free to leave. I'm holding my breath for something." After I said that, I even managed a smile.
"What's wrong with you, and why are you laughing?!" I exclaimed incredulously. This woman's clamoring voice.
"I feel sorry for the two of you... and they're right, flirting is a thing of beauty." I was looking right into the woman's eyes.
"Can you tell me what you said flirty??!" Her eyes widened, and I could nearly make out the outline of his palate.
'Oh my God, I'm terrified!' Tsk '
"Mm. Why, FLIRT, you had yourself pregnant so he would marry you right?" Shee appeared to be taken aback by what I had said. "If you don't want to tell me, that's fine with me because you're definitely pregnant because you're getting married too soon. It's only been two months, or should I say three months, since you cheated on me, isn't it? And according to your tummy, you are three months pregnant, correct?" They were unable to respond, and I exhaled. "I'm sorry, but I'm unable to accept that invitation. I have no intention of attending. Best wishes to you. Now it's your turn." Tyler's eyes were filled with anguish, and I could see it.
We had another conversation the other day after the incident where he went home to exchange cellphones, and then he admitted to me that I was still the one he loved in case he couldn't get rid of his gf right away, I asked him why, but he couldn't give me an answer, so I concluded that his gf was pregnant by the time we talked.
Ty, I previously stated that I would still be able to give you a chance... that I would be able to forgive you and accept you as if nothing had occurred after all... but you did not return. Let's put each other out of our minds, Ty. I'll always remember you as someone who held a particular place in my heart. 'I still care about you, but I have to let you go. '
When I closed my eyes, I felt a tear in my left eye that was quite helpful. When I looked at my wristwatch, I saw that it was 7 p.m. I was surprised. Is it true that Nixon has been around for so long?
7:30 p.m. I'll wait until he's gone and then I'm leaving. I simply logged onto Facebook and spent some time there. And when I looked at the clock, it said 7:30, I lost hope.
I gathered my belongings and made my way out of the coffee shop.
My arrival at the flat was met with Fritzie's disgruntled look, which I quickly dismissed.
"So? What exactly happened? Is he a good-looking man?"
'Indian,' was my quick response, and I sat down on the couch. "However, someone else arrived and extended an invitation."
"Who? Your Ex?"
"Ex"
"Whatttt? Is it true that your jerk ex-boyfriend is getting married??? Isn't the woman a mother-to-be? It's a scratchy feeling! That is the reason!" I didn't pay attention to her and instead rested my head on the sofa's headrest, my eyes closed.
"Oh, well. Nixon didn't show up, which proves he's not genuine after all!" Then I looked at her, irritated, and hurled the pillow right back in her direction. "So, where are you the most dissatisfied with your life? With regard to your ex-forthcoming boyfriend's wedding? Perhaps it has something to do with Nixon not appearing and the fact that he is not real?"
I pondered her query for a moment. However, both. Those two had the same effect on me.
I got to my feet and walked into the room. I'll just go to bed and hope that the heavy sensation goes away on its own.
Nixon is no longer a part of my dreams nearly three months after they began. I'm also baffled as to why.
My book has also been released, and it has quickly risen to the top of the bestseller list. What about the conclusion? They met and decided to stay together.
Everyone seems to enjoy the conclusion, but for me... No, I didn't even care for the conclusion. The initial ending I had planned was that when they met, they attempted to get to know each other but were unsuccessful, so they chose to simply forget about it. Although the dragon did not like the finale, he did not stop working on it.
And now I'm on my way to my book signing event, which will take place at a mall. Yet, I haven't gotten around to putting it back together. I simply wore an old white dress that I haven't worn in a long time, despite the fact that she still looks brand new and respectable. I just used liptint to bring vitality to my lips as well as my cheeks, and then I let my hair down.
The mall was packed when I arrived, and I had no idea that such a large number of people would show up... I was completely taken aback.
I was walking down the street when a man abruptly attacked me. I didn't notice him because I was too busy rolling my eyes, and I later discovered that he was chatting on his smartphone since I heard him fling his hand in my direction.
We're almost said in unison with the terms "ouch" and "fuck." It took me by surprise to recognize the man's face as if to scold him for not seeing where he was going. It had been about three months since I had last seen him in person.
"You?"/"It's you!" We're still teaching each other things.
Nixon has appeared in person for the first time!