Many people seek perfect love, the kind of love that most people envy. But in life, we cannot force Cupid to shoot us with his arrow. Because everything has its own timing. We just need to wait for it to come, because everything becomes right when we are not in a hurry. But finding the right person who you want to spend your whole life with, is the greatest accomplishment one can achieve. Yet, the unfortunate truth is that the right person doesn't always come at the right time.
There is nothing worse than meeting the perfect person at the wrong time.
And that is the saddest part of love.
I don't know what to do and how to live or, after all, that, I know about the truth. And I hate myself! For letting my heart love him and for giving him my all.
Doesn't the world really want me to be happy? Why does he have to refuse me to take this thing? Why does he have to send someone who is not really for me? I thought love always came at the perfect time to the perfect person. But why does it have to come at the right time but to the wrong person? Why does it need to be unfair?
I closed my eyes and let my tears fall down continuously as I got soaked in the rain and kept walking on the road, and even when I was cold I endured it because I wanted to get away to escape all the people. Until I reached a bridge. There, I got a chance to scream all the pain I felt. I was very angry, ashamed, and feeling dirty about myself, and I could not accept the fact that I knew. It broke my heart into pieces and made me think about ending my life. It was my first love that almost all of me had changed because of that man, but I also did not expect that love would cause me so much pain.
"I want to die. Please. Let me disappear. Just this once... Let me disappear."
I whispered to myself as I climbed over the railings of the bridge. I looked up at the sky and I saw every drop of rain on my face. I spread both of my arms and looked at the raging waves of water beneath the bridge. I swallowed heavily many times and whispered to myself that God would forgive me for what I was going to do.
"I'm sorry. Please forgive me."
For the last time, I whispered to myself as I closed my eyes again. In these times, I think of nothing but death. Ready to face death. I slowly, let myself fall from that bridge.
"EEEEELLLLLLIIISSSSHHAAA!!"
A scream came out of nowhere which made me open my eyes, but it was too late.
Because I had fallen into the water.
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"ELISHA!! ELISHA! WAKE UP!! ELISHAAAA!" Nathan shouted as he tried to save Elisha from drowning. He was panicking because of the nervousness he felt. He pumped Elisha's chest hard while doing the CPR.
"ELISHAAAAA!! You can't do this. You can't do this." Nathan hardly pursues her breath. "Wake up, baby. Wake up. C'mon!"
"ELISHA... ELISHAAAA!"
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ELISHA's POV
"Bullshit! Watch your step, bitch!" An unknown person yelled out in front of my precious baby's face and her saliva released from her mouth and went to the tip of my nose. I'm a little bit drunk and I feel so dizzy because of the changing lights and loud kinds of music here inside the bar. But I'm still in my mind and spirit. And what I hate the most is that someone will ruin my mood.
I faced the so-called black girl.
"Oh sorry, I didn't see you because... Uh... you have a dark and ugly fucking color. So step aside if you don't want me to bump into you.." I replied to her with a sarcastic tone of my voice and gave her fantastic rolling eyes before walking away.
"Huh! How dare you insult me!"
Fuck.
I murmured inside of me as I felt something hard hit the back of my neck. Bullshit! My eyes were burning with anger as I faced that woman again. Does this bitch really want a big fight? Well, I'm really going to beat her up.
"You! How dare you ----" she was about to slap me but I stopped her. "Ouch! Let me go!" She screamed in pain because I pulled her thin hair out with full strength so that when I added a little bit of my force, this sticky hair would be removed with its scalp.
"I will let you out of this precious hand if that mouth is going to shut up!"
"What the hell--- ouch! What!! Will you let me go or will I go to report you to the bar owner? You choose!"
Wow! As if I'm really scared.
"Will I kill you or will I kill you?!? You choose too!" I shouted back. Let's see if you have a choice. Tch. It was really good that no one could see us because of the power of the music. Only my bitch friends are watching us from a distance.
"You know what, next time. Choose your opponent wisely! Because, if you go to fight with me again, that tiny hair of yours, I will pull that down until your scalp spits out on your little skull! Do you understand!? Bitch!" I pushed her after I said that and then I turned back away from her.
Urgh. I have a headache from that bitch!
"Hey miss, wanna have some---" a stranger man approached me.
"No," I replied directly. I just turned back to him and went back to my friend's place where they were having a good time while drinking. I do not have the desire to dance now because I am a bit dizzy and my foot aches with the heels I'm wearing.
"That was amazing, Isha. There is no one that can defeat your sadistic attitude. Really!" Nicole complimented me as I sat down on the sofa and took a bottle of beer and drank it.
"Whatever." I just rolled my eyes at her and sipped some beer.
"Yeah, yeah. You know what. You're awesome! bitch!"
"I know right," I said while chuckling.
"But. hmmm," Kristy hummed as she placed the beer on the table that she was holding and looked at me. Her gaze is kinda different, which makes me raise my eyebrows.
"What?" I asked her.
"Look, your crush, Mr. Handsome Galacio is here." Camila smiled at me teasingly and she shortly glanced at the right side of our table, so we looked there.
I saw Mr. Galacio. Our handsome and very own professor in Biology.
Damn. He's here!
My heart started to beat so fast.
"Ohio! My panty! Urgh! How can he be so fucking handsome and fresh?" Melissa said with a flirty tone while intensely glaring at Sir. Galacio. Well, should I say? They were all looking at Sir as if Sir was going to melt with their stares.
Seriously? Tch. Tch. He's mine!! I sighed heavily. I returned my gaze to Sir Galacio as I slowly rubbed the head of my glass. Sir Galacio is with his friends, I guess, because they're laughing as if they're still teenagers.
As I watched him, I admitted it. He's handsome. Of all the teachers we have at school, he is the only student's choice. He has good manners and physical cleanliness, with almost no trace of dirt on every corner of his body. And it's not obvious to his face that he's 35 years old because he had a smooth baby face. That's the reason why I have liked him for almost 4 years, but sad to say, because once in my beautiful life he has never noticed me.
FLASHBACK
"Finished." I happily laid down on the table in front of Sir Galacio my sketch pad, after I drew the activity he had given to us about DNA and RNA for his biology subject. Actually, I was the last one to pass even though I had already finished it less than a minute ago. Well, I want to be with him in the classroom right now, even just now.
I'm standing in front of him now, while he's busy browsing on his laptop. God! He's damn hot in his white polo, and the three buttons are wide open, causing his healthy chest to show up. So damn shit, I'm having a mouthwatering right now. He makes me sweaty.
Sir Galacio stopped what he was doing and immediately closed his laptop. I immediately removed my gaze from his healthy chest.
After that, he took out my sketchpad to review my work.
I confidently smiled.
'I know he'll like my work. For pretty sure.'
"Did you study?" Asked Sir Galacio as he lifted up his head to give me a look.
I swallowed hard when our eyes met.
His damn long lashes, high bridged nose, red heart-shaped lips, and his pretty brown eyes make my soul crazy.
'Sir Galacio, I want you,'
Elisha, go back to your senses.
"Ah. Yes. Yes, I did. Study. Why Sir? Are you amazed at my work? Well, of course, I put all of my efforts in..."
"Do it again. Read and analyze the problem." He cuts my line off, he gave me my sketch pad, and walks straight through the door, leaving the classroom.
Wow. Wait. What? Did he just... turn his back on me?
Urgh. Not new. I always used to do it, but it always ends up doing nothing.
END OF FLASHBACK
But of course!! I do not lose hope. I know he is just playing hard-to-get. He can't ignore me unless I don't look good.
No way!
"You have a crush on him, don't you?" Aime asked me. I stopped watching Sir's direction and looked at her.
"So, what now?" I pouted and acted like I was not.
Aime laughs with a flirty tone of her voice. "Now try the charisma that you have."
I raised my eyebrows at what she said. I don't get it. What is she saying?
"Just once, have sex with him."
"Yea.Ish." They agreed with what Aime said, but I just laughed. I know we were all tipsy because we had a few buckets of beer on our table. And I don't know if they are still thinking straight.
"Fuck you. You guys are crazy! How could you say that? Have you forgotten? He is our Professor!" I laughed and slightly glanced at Sir Galacio's place again. I can't clearly see him because of the various lights roaming around. But I can still see his sexy aura from where I am sitting.
"So what? We are not in the classroom, so he is not our professor here." Nicole said.
"That's right! C'mon Isha, I'm damn serious." Aime laughed and crossed her arms. I turned my sight on her. There's no joke written on her face.
Is she really serious, huh?
"Yeah, Isha. Did you know, of all the teachers on campus, Sir Galacio is the only one who is single? My bad! I wonder if he already tastes a pussy." Nicole added.
"What are you saying? You're so gross!" I said.
"What? I'm just a little bit curious." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Seriously?" My forehead was wrinkled.
"Maybe he is gay? He is 35 years old and never had a wife." Melissa shook her head while shaking the bottle of beer that she was holding.
"What are you saying? Don't be so judgemental. We don't know his background, okay? Besides," I paused and I looked again at Sir Galacio. "Maybe he's married. Just separated." I sighed heavily.
"And how can you say that he's married, huh?? Where's your proof?" - Aime.
I looked back at them. "I saw that he had a ring on his finger." I sighed again and took a sip of beer.
"And why are you so sure that it was a wedding ring, huh? You know what-- oh my god! C'mon, Isha! Get up there now and follow him!"
I was so shocked when Aime started pulling me and the others helped me to stand up.
What's going on?
"He's going to a comfort room! C'mon! C'mon! Suck his cock, now! This is your chance! Okay? Go! Go!"
"What?" I was clueless.
So, I turned my gaze to Sir. Galacio, who currently walks into the Comfort Room.
"C'mon, Isha. Go!" Melissa
"What? What... should I do? H-Hey?" I was left confused and nervous when I was on the way to CR. I didn't know what to do. Why so suddenly? I'm not prepared. Gosh. This is crazy.
"Go on. Go."
"What? But? How do I look?"
"He won't notice it when you already suck it. C'mon."
We're doing body language now because I am too far from their place. But still, I can read what her mouth is saying.
I turned my back on them. I breathe heavily. I fixed myself first before heading to the comfort room. The bitches are right. There are no people passing by here. Well. This may be the right time for both of us Sir.
I smiled.
Tonight, I assure you that you will never turn your back on my beauty.
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