Chapter 5
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Georgina
"Here is the spare key for this condo. Actually, even without this, you can enter here as long as you remember the access code. But at least you have this spare key in case you forgot the codes." Nathaniel said as he handed me the key to his apartment.
I just nodded my head in response.
The condo is quite big. The condo has an upper loft, the living room has a nice design and the kitchen is fully equipped. This condo unit literally screams money.
"And you can call me, if something came up. You can choose any rooms upstairs except for the last room from the left, it was mine."
"Okay!" I respond.
I thought he was leaving but I was surprised when he closer to the stairs.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
His forehead knotted. "To my room?"
My eyes widen. What the f**k?!
"You didn’t tell me you will also living here?"
He looked at me and chuckled.
He shook his head. "No, I’m not. But I'm tired, I just want to rest immediately. I’m going to leave here tomorrow."
I gasped. Oh okay, I feel embarrassed. It seems like I don’t have to complain because in the first place this is his place. But I still don’t like the idea of him and me in the same place alone together in one night.
"Are you really sure you're okay for me to stay here?" I asked him.
He immediately nodded. "Of course. Were friends" he said. As if he wasn’t sure about his last word.
Were friends? I can’t remember when we became friends.
I sighed.
"Since when we became friends Nathaniel?"
He shrugged. His stare is so intense that she felt her insides clenched.
"Answer me, Nathaniel. If I'm not mistaken, our relationship ended in a bad way. So, I don’t have any recollection that we became friends after that." I added.
"Well, we can be friends now. Or if you like we can be more than that again." He said and walk closer to me. "We can still be together again. We can continue what we had before. We can fulfill our promises to each other."
My mouth fell open. How can he say something like that? It was like nothing had happened before.
I try to calm myself down. I don't think he knew how big the effect of what he had done to me before, how he ruined me. How I was hurt by what he said before. The way he pushed me away from him. In those times when I was almost convinced that the world wasn’t good enough to live in, that I almost left this world.
I feel pain in my heart thinking of the memory of my past.
"I knew this is really a bad idea. Thank you for your offer but I think, I might stay in a hotel rather than here." I said. I walk closer to my suitcases.
"What do you think you're doing?"
I didn't answer him nor look at him.
"Georgina?" he called me.
I still ignore him and I was about to wheel my suitcases when I felt him walk closer to me. I scream in surprise when he carries me and put me in his shoulder like I’m just a sack that he’s carrying.
"What the hell Nathaniel? Put me down" I shouted.
"No!" he hit my butt.
My eyes widen. "What the f**k! Perverted jerk."
I hit his back while trying to get out of his shoulder.
"Shut up woman!"
"Then put me down!"
He groaned. "I'll f**k you if you don’t shut up."
And by that, I shut down my mouth.
*****
Nathaniel
I’m frustratedly looking at Georgina who shuts up from the moment I told her that I’m going to f**k her.
"Where are you going? I told you that you can stay here. So, why do you need to go to a hotel." I asked her.
She didn’t answer me.
"Hey answer me, Georgina!" I shouted.
But she still ignores me.
I'm an impatient person. But when it comes to her, I don’t know why I can tolerate her. I waited for her in years, I don’t know how did I manage to do it. She can make me do something that I didn’t do before.
She has this magic that can make me tamed even she didn't do anything. In just a single glance from her, my day is already completed. And I know she’s the only what I’ve been missing in my life. I'm an unsolved puzzle and she's my missing piece.
She cleared her throat.
I sighed. "Georgina!" I called her.
She looks away and bows down her head.
"I will go to a hotel. This is not a good idea Nathaniel. Don’t you think? This is awkward! And you joking me around about us getting back together is not pleasing to me... we can’t—"
I cut her off. "No. No... I'm sorry if you think I'm joking around. But you knew me, I never fond of jokes."
She raised her eyebrow. I know she's mad. "Then stop it now. Stop this rubbish. Stop bringing up the past. It’s in the past now. Please!"
I bow my head. I know this going to be tough. "I'm sorry." I said.
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Georgina
I’m staring at Nathaniel. "Sorry for what?" I asked him.
He looks up. "For everything!"
I nodded. I can feel my eyes start to get blurry. I'm trying my best to stop my tear to fall down.
I turned around and went back to my suitcases but I stop when Nathaniel speak again.
"Please Georgina, stay. If you’re not comfortable because I’m here, I can leave." I can feel him walk closer behind me. I almost jump when he hugs me from behind.
I can feel his voice and breathing shallows as he encircled his arms on my waist.
"Just stay here and if you still want to stay at a hotel, it’s okay. Just do it tomorrow... you need to rest first." He gently said and lean down his head on shoulder.
I feel something inside me while listening to him but I shrugged it off.
I sighed. "Okay!”
He continues on hugging me and me let him. It took a couple of minutes before he let go of me. I thought he’s leaving but he went in front of me.
I gasped when his hand gently touches my face and it sends shivers inside me.
"I'm sorry for everything..." and he lean forward and kiss me on my forehead.
I swallowed many times when I felt his lips on my forehead.
Even though how many times I convinced myself that I already move on from him. I still think I’m totally not over him.
He was looking at me and I guess he's waiting for my response. I heard him sighed again. He turned around and walked straight to the door of his unit.
Pain can really change everything. I want to forgive him so I can forgive myself too. I want to be able to look at him again without the pain of the past in my heart.
I know forgiving him is the last step of finally letting go of the past.
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