Dream On - Chapter Three
First day of a new life.
Mike's P.O.V.
Seeing Ash had been the hardest part for me... she looked as beautiful as ever... but the joy I felt on seeing her was soon replaced by guilt. I know how much I hurt her. Things were not going the way I had hoped in my life. Ash wasn't the cause of all the problems, but it did affect her. And I had to pay the price by losing my best friend who loved me.
I laughed a bit too... thinking of all the fun we had back then... then I cringed inside, she might even be in a relationship. Jealousy took hold of me. After Ash had broken things up with me, I had a fling. It didn't mean anything, merely a pathetic attempt to get over her.
Yes, I did love her. She was beautiful, and not only on the outside. She was passionate about other people, sweet and kind. I remember telling her to think about herself for once but she never did. For her, it was always me first. My happiness, first.
But I was a prick, I hurt her... for all the love she had given me. I could give nothing back. Nothing that could make her feel better.... then. I looked through my window at her house. It was a shock for me to see her live so near, after so long. I ached to be with her. If she was with someone else, even though the thought gave me pain, I will make up for what I did. I will make sure she is happy.
ASH'S P.O.V
Payback time, I loved to hear the sound of that... I looked at myself in the mirror... and gave an evil look, it suited me, I laughed.
Mike's going to wish he were never born. He was such an ass, he hurt me so much , it still hurt seeing him like this.
But this was not the right time to dwell on the past. I have to live in the present. I wore a fashionable work suit. Time for me to grab the job of my dreams, I winked at my reflection in the mirror and left after a hurried goodbye to Maya and Becky.
Four hours later I had the job. Success, confidence, faith - yeah, that's what I am talking about. I reached home and it was clean, smelled nice... Maya did use the refreshner I gave her. Becky was reading fairytales again... things were in order. I gave myself a pat on the back. I could handle this, it felt good.
The doorbell rang, I opened the door to find... nothing. Wait, there was a letter on the doorstep. It was a note- from Mike... asking me to have dinner at his place. Time to make a good day really great.
Mike's P.O.V.
I cooked all the dishes Ash loved... she would be so happy to see that I actually did something for her. I remembered when I had called her after I made the huge mistake of telling her I didn't feel for her. I was standing outside the restaurant she loved and rushed outside so I could meet her... Ash was never late. But that day she was, time crawled by... it was two hours and she wasn't there. But what she wanted to say was pretty clear, and she didn't need to send me a message afterwards. She wanted me out of her life. I got that. It started raining but I stood there getting wet, going over every detail of what had happened in my mind.
As I sat in my new house I waited again... this time I didn't need two hours to face reality.
She won't come, the message was still very clear. She hated me and I was the only one to blame.
Seeing Ash had been the hardest part for me... she looked as beautiful as ever... but the joy I felt on seeing her was soon replaced by guilt. I know how much I hurt her. Things were not going the way I had hoped in my life. Ash wasn't the cause of all the problems, but it did affect her. And I had to pay the price by losing my best friend who loved me.
I laughed a bit too... thinking of all the fun we had back then... then I cringed inside, she might even be in a relationship. Jealousy took hold of me. After Ash had broken things up with me, I had a fling. It didn't mean anything, merely a pathetic attempt to get over her.
Yes, I did love her. She was beautiful, and not only on the outside. She was passionate about other people, sweet and kind. I remember telling her to think about herself for once but she never did. For her, it was always me first. My happiness, first.
But I was a prick, I hurt her... for all the love she had given me. I could give nothing back. Nothing that could make her feel better.... then. I looked through my window at her house. It was a shock for me to see her live so near, after so long. I ached to be with her. If she was with someone else, even though the thought gave me pain, I will make up for what I did. I will make sure she is happy.
ASH'S P.O.V
Payback time, I loved to hear the sound of that... I looked at myself in the mirror... and gave an evil look, it suited me, I laughed.
Mike's going to wish he were never born. He was such an ass, he hurt me so much , it still hurt seeing him like this.
But this was not the right time to dwell on the past. I have to live in the present. I wore a fashionable work suit. Time for me to grab the job of my dreams, I winked at my reflection in the mirror and left after a hurried goodbye to Maya and Becky.
Four hours later I had the job. Success, confidence, faith - yeah, that's what I am talking about. I reached home and it was clean, smelled nice... Maya did use the refreshner I gave her. Becky was reading fairytales again... things were in order. I gave myself a pat on the back. I could handle this, it felt good.
The doorbell rang, I opened the door to find... nothing. Wait, there was a letter on the doorstep. It was a note- from Mike... asking me to have dinner at his place. Time to make a good day really great.
Mike's P.O.V.
I cooked all the dishes Ash loved... she would be so happy to see that I actually did something for her. I remembered when I had called her after I made the huge mistake of telling her I didn't feel for her. I was standing outside the restaurant she loved and rushed outside so I could meet her... Ash was never late. But that day she was, time crawled by... it was two hours and she wasn't there. But what she wanted to say was pretty clear, and she didn't need to send me a message afterwards. She wanted me out of her life. I got that. It started raining but I stood there getting wet, going over every detail of what had happened in my mind.
As I sat in my new house I waited again... this time I didn't need two hours to face reality.
She won't come, the message was still very clear. She hated me and I was the only one to blame.
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