The Bridal Misfortune 7

I thought I was already having a good day. Everything seemed to be perfect. I left for work early to prepare the business report for the stockholders. Things were doing great. I was able to convince the stockholders that we open up a second location for The Island Paradise. Although, it wasn't easy being the CEO and the president of the company that my dad had established, I am having a great time throwing words with the stockholders, who - at this point - are more interested of becoming famous like a Hollywood star rather than earning from their investments. They have filled me with hard work, especially after what happened to me two years ago.

As much as possible, I don't want to talk about it anymore, but I guess it's already a part of letting go and moving on.

Two years ago, I was supposed to marry the woman of my dreams. I loved her like I've never loved anyone before. She was the only one that I loved. She was my life.

She stood 5'7" tall, Margareth caught my heart right away the moment I set my eyes on her. It was a dinner party - an anniversary celebration for the hotel that I had opened. Yes, The Island Paradise. SHe was one of the models that made the TV commercial for my hotel. Although, I have already seen her numerous times on TV, magazines, and print ads, I was like starstruck when I saw her in person. She was the most beautiful I have ever seen.

She was taking a glass of champagne offered by the waiter when I decided to approach her. Everyone in the party seemed to be very busy and so I took the courage to talk to her.

Margareth was very friendly and lovely... and of course, beautiful. She seemed to be so fragile. She has a very enigmatic, yet fulfilling smile. And her brown eyes laugh along with her chuckles. Her skin looks delicate that it makes me long to touch it. To sum it all up, she was irresistible. A beauty for keeps. What I liked so much about her was her ability to bring good conversations. Everyone must agree that women find it hard to keep conversations on track, especially on first encounters. But Margareth was a pro at lengthy talks. She looked like she's having a great time with me... and she looks delicate. She bites her lower lip when she feels anxious with the discussion, and brushes her fingers softly against my skin when she's having a good laugh. Everything that evening was magical.

The next thing I knew, we were both naked in my bed. I was on my back, facing the ceiling, catching my breath. She, then, turned her back on me. I hugged her and cuddled her close to me.

"Lovely," I whispered in her ear. "I love you."

I put a soft kiss on her nape.

"Hmmm," was all she said. It wasn't totally what I expected but I still smiled. I closed my eyes and imagined what could possibly happen to both of us.

"Let's go to sleep, Benedict. It's late now."

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BOOK REVIEW

LUMAYO KA NGA SA AKIN (Stay Away From Me)

Bob Ong

Grade: 4 out of 5

If you are looking for a trilogy book rolled into one, then this book is definitely for you. It is a three-part book which offers satirical comedy from beginning to end. Providing old antics mixed with new cranks, Lumayo Ka Nga Sa Akin tackles not only of personal issues but also political and social awareness. It's genre is a combination of action, romance, comedy, horror, suspense, thrill, animation, advertising, music videos and a lot more.

Bob Ong, known for his comic yet striking comedy, has written the book in a way that readers would have to make a double take to lengthen the comic experience. Lumayo Ka Nga Sa Akin promises not only to tickle your funny bones but also to instill real-life lessons and moral values.

Most of the time, Ong tries to remind Filipinos their traditional values they used to live up with. This was delivered in a way that a reader would laugh it out, but would pause for awhile and think if it does happen in reality.

Although, there were times when the jokes seemed like they were cutout from newspaper write-ups; however, Ong managed to pull it off by backing it up with a funny nonsense comedy.

Lumayo Ka Man Sa Akin is an ideal comic illustration converted into scripts, with effects and other superficial elements. You wouldn't be ashamed of getting your own copy, and once read, shelving it beside your Shakespeare collections.

The Bridal Misfortune 6

I hurried to get to the elevator as ‘Justin’ chased me. He kept calling me by a different name but I continued ignoring him. It wasn’t me after all. It was all but a miracle when the elevator door opened as I approached. I went in and pressed the ‘ground’ button, closing the door, leaving Justin behind. He sprinted, but he did not make it. The door shut and I smiled in relief. I had enough humiliation so I decided to call it a day.

What a waste! I said to myself. I thought of going home and not pushing through the application. Maybe, they’d call me back when they realize that I have not gone to the interview yet. I hoped. Somehow. On the contrary, I thought of it – everything that had happened on that day – as a blessing. I couldn’t figure out how to work with a psycho like Justin. He scared the hell out of me when he dragged me to his office. Seriously, I almost fainted earlier. The thought of him suddenly kissing me felt like hell.

Or maybe I was overreacting. I must admit, he kissed nice. Okay. He was good. I mean, the kiss was good – but not him. What kind of a good guy who would kiss a girl out-of-the-blue? The enrage I felt earlier poured over me again, and I thought of punching the walls of the elevator, but then I just kept it to myself. I could feel the CCTV staring at me like I was a criminal on the loose.

The voice prompt had said that I was already on the ground floor. I rushed out of the elevator as soon as the door opened. I hurriedly went out of the hotel. On my way, I bumped into a tall guy wearing a gray suit. I was about to apologize to him when, on my earshot, I saw Justin. Instead, I gave the guy an apologetic smile. I saw his expression full of surprise. I thought he would say something when he opened his mouth halfway, but no words came out. I suddenly felt an adrenalin rush when I could already hear Justin calling out.

“Hey! Wait up!” Justin yelled.

I ran as fast as I can. I know I looked horrible, running out of the hotel but I don’t have a choice. I have to get rid of him, as soon as possible.

“Benedict,” I heard him say. “What are you doing here? I thought you’re supposed to be in client meeting now?”

I didn’t hear the other things they talked about because I already got inside the cab waiting outside the hotel. I looked at both guys as they looked at me. I told the cab driver to drive away. Fortunately, the driver politely followed what I just told him. As the cab was getting away, I looked again to the guys’ direction. My jaw dropped when I realized that they were brothers, judging from the way they look and the features of their faces.

It was a good thing that I got rid of them already. I would never set foot to that hotel again, ever – or maybe soon enough for them to forget me.

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The Bridal Misfortune 5

He cupped my face and kissed me deeply - no, passionately. I was too surprised to react. My whole body froze as I let him conquered my senses. I did not even notice that my body trembled. 

Then suddenly, his hands started to explore my body - that was when I woke up from the, er, sensual feeling that his touches had given me. I transformed myself in defense mode, all of a sudden. My knees landed on his groin with half of my force. He screamed at the top of his lungs while crouching in pain, his hands on his 'precious jewels. To his dismay, I slapped him with the remaining half of my force.

"What was that for?" he quizzically asked.

"What was that for?!!" I mocked. "That was for the kiss without my permission!"

I then grabbed my bag and things, and started walking out when I suddenly stopped just as I passed by him. Without a word, I hit him with my bag.

"Ow!" was his only reaction.

"...and that was for bringing me here in your office, which is the definite reason why I am already late for my job interview, thanks to you!" then I turned my back on him.

"Margareth! Wait!" he called.

I was already at the door when I froze. I was not sure if I misheard him, but I thought he called me by a different name. I held the knob when he held me by my arm.

"Margareth, please! Let's talk!"

"What did you just call me?" I grinned. "Mister, you got it all wrong. I am not the person you think I am. My name is not Margareth and I don't know you, so please let go of me before I call the security of this building," I said with all confidence. Although, I thought there was something wrong with what I said. Call the security?, I chuckled at the back of my mind. Like I am the owner of this hotel?

"You don't have to hide it from me. I know you, after all, I was really the one you love - and not Benedict," he attempted to get near me. I stepped back as he closes his distance.

"Not a chance!" I covered his face with my hand. "You?! I fell in love with?! Man, you've got some guts! Why would I fell in love with a guy whore? Leave me alone!" I said as I opened the door and went out. I ignored him as he called out for 'me'.

"Margareth! Wait!"

Amelia, the secretary, was about to stand up and approach us when I gave her a demoralizing look. She paused, sat down again, and went back to whatever she was doing, as if she had not heard or seen anything. I felt like remorseful for the treatment I gave her, but brushed it aside. Instead, I hurriedly ran for the elevator for me to 'avoid' the guy chasing me.

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Words from The Pink Diary

It's been over a year since the last time I had opened this and made a post. God knows how much I missed this. Now, I'm starting from scratch (again). It's not that I felt reborn for that matter. It's only that things have changed a lot since I, well, left.

Now that I'm back, I wish to update my blog as much as possible (as often as possible, too!). With a promising new look, I will be adding images on my blogs, too - for much enjoyable viewing. For my avid readers, DO NOT FRET! You're favorite novels will be updated in time.

I really appreciate all of your time for visiting, reading, commenting, and, ahem, rating my blog.

Thank you for your support.

Always,

The Pink Diary

UnNoticed

I watched you from afar

and held my hand close to my heart

I knew you would not notice me

our distance kept us apart

The way you smile could brighten me

it always brings me sunshine

but it wouldn't matter at all

'cause i know i can't call you mine

When you walk right past me

I could hear my heart beats fast

I wish you would stay for awhile

to make this joyful moment last

The way I feel for you could mean so much

And it wouldn't be enough to give me just one touch

I wish, so soon, you would feel it too

Love me, sweet, the way I love you.

Love, No More

I was in love once

And all I thought were the happy things

The things we did together

And the moments where nothing else mattered

As we danced in the moonlight

I was as light as a feather

While his arm wrapped around my body

I was so close to him I could smell his scent

We had some wine

To warm our soul

We held each other

And never let go

We made love under the stars

I gave him a kiss, a passionate one

Distance between us was never afar

And the shivers we once felt was then gone

So I fell asleep in his arms

I was a baby next to him

I felt secured and felt warmth

The next thing, I was in his dream

But when I woke up in the morning

I suddenly felt strange

The man next to me, silently sleeping

Was a man I never though would change

I felt unusually alarmed

As I looked at him, fast asleep

I thought I might be harmed

So I got up, and off the bed, I leapt

I left him without guilt in my heart

I know it would be best that we part

Because it would hurt him to know, for sure

That I felt no love for him, no more

The Bridal Misfortune 4

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I - I - I was here for an interview," I answered. I was starting to get scared with the authority in his voice.

"Interview?!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

I thought I had to fire back. I should not be intimidated by him. I shouldn't be scared of him regardless of his position in the company.

"Are you hard-of-hearing? I said I was here for an interview, and you detaining me here wouldn't be of any help! I'm late, so I better go now!" I yelled.

"Interview for what?" he asked.

"Well, I don't think I'm here for a press conference. I'm here for a job, of course! What are you thinking?" then I paused after I realized that this guy might be the person who would interview me. "Wait. You don't happen to be the interviewer, right?"

"No?! Hell, no, of course! Do I look like an interviewer to you?"

"Well, you could be." I stood up. "Since you're not the interviewer, I might as well leave you here because I am more than dead to stay for a chitchat, which I am not interested of, actually. Time is gold, and I have to make use of it!"

"Wait!" he held me, this time it wasn't a tight grip. It was like he was handling me with care.

"It's me..." he said, softly. "Justin, remember?"

"Not really," I said, amusingly. "I don't think we have met before. Uh-uh. I don't know you. I'm really sorry mister but I have to go. If you please..."

...to be continued

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Day 1: What's your favorite color?



Color everywhere



Each of us has his own definition of colors, depending on our visualization of things. Colors represent a lot of things in life. Some simply describe the emotions and characteristics of a person. Other colors define the appearance of nature.

Green for dew

Most of the time, we use colors to differentiate one thing from the other (e.g. green leaves, blue sky, yellow ribbon, etc.) and some people would use colors to describe what they feel emotionally, on a daily basis. Say, when someone is sad, he'd say he feels blue or when someone is naughty, somebody would say that person is being green.

My favorite colors were not based purely on what I believed when I was a kid, like some people do. Little girls love pink because that's what little girls should like. Boys like blue because that's what little boys should like. It's not about that.

The colors I see as favorite reflect my personality, my emotions, my passion - my whole self. These are the colors that highlight me:



Green is all about nature, right?



Green - Green has been the color of nature for the longest time now. It signifies health, wisdom, wealth, growth and birth. It also represents new life and pristine. I started liking green when I was on high school. I found green to be very relaxing. Like blue, it doesn't strike heavy impacts to my vision. Whenever I am out of the house, green never fails to captivate me.



Pink tulips for love



 Pink - Pink symbolizes unconditional love, faithfulness, compassion, and friendship. It always brings the best of my emotional dimension. Always expect me to be very calm, emotional and extra sensitive whenever I wear pink.

Blue - Blue is one of the primary colors of the color wheel. Being one of the most popular and most favorite colors, blue has became a dimensional color. It has been used at different aspects. It signifies patience, loyalty, peace of mind, and spirituality. Like green, it relaxes my inner self and enhances my mentality.



Spirituality and peace of mind



Naming one color as a favorite may not be far from possible, but most of us choose to have more options.

What's your favorite color?



Choose your color



The Bridal Misfortune 3

“Hey! You! Hey!” I yelled. “Hey, mister!” everyone was looking at my direction except for that guy.

Finally, I had the guts to run after him. “Hey!’

He then turned to me. He was surprised to see everybody looking at us.

“Yes? Did you call me?” he asked amusingly.

“Yes! YOU!” I told him.

“What can I do for you?” he raised his eyebrow as he spoke. "It should be important because I am so late for my appointment."

"You just bumped into me!" I said.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"I said, you bumped into me!" I repeated.

"And?" his only reaction.

I was amused with what he just said. My eyebrows raised higher than it already was. Actually, it curved like it never curved before.

"And... I dropped my things on the floor."

"So? Pick them up!" he said and attempted to turn his back on me.

I tried to think of anything that could catch his attention as fast as I could. I tried to squeeze my brain for any idea, but I'm becoming hopeless. Suddenly, a thought came in mind.

"I can't abort the baby!" I shouted.

He stopped walking. He turned to me. Obviously, I caught his attention. His eyes grew wide as he looked at me. I can sense some panic in him. If there was a thing he was scared about, it's probably having someone humiliate him in public. He sprinted towards me. He grabbed me by my arm but didn't say anything at all. He dragged me until we reached the elevator. People were looking at us. The door opened. He let me get inside, almost throwing me in.

He pressed button 6 and turned to me.

"What are you doing here?" he asked in a very low voice, as if some other people would hear us. His was almost whispering, teeth grinding.

His face was inches away from me. I can smell his after-shave balm. If I wasn't mistaken, he's using Armani Code. It's sexy and seductive, but it doesn't smell very strong at all. I should know. After all, I used to work for Scent Me, a fragrance store in the largest and most popular store in the country, The Andromeda Square.

He was holding my arm. No, actually, he was grasping it. His eyes were round and gray, a sexy combination for a man like him. His lips were pinkish, like it had never touched a cigarette that would make it dry. He has a pair of dimples on his face.

"I... I... I just want you to apologize f-for bumping into me and dropping my stuff," I stuttered.

"You know what?" he stared at me. Suddenly, he let go of me. He was in a state-of-shock. I was confused with such action. He looked like he saw a ghost of his past. "Y-y-you?!"

I was puzzled. Suddenly, there was a tingling sound in the elevator - an indication that we have already reached our destination.

Welcome to sixth floor of The Island Paradise. Enjoy your stay! A voice prompt can be heard, after which, the doors opened.

He dragged me until we reached an oakwood door with brass knob. An average woman was sitting on a table next to the door. She smiled at the guy but she looked surprised to see me. It was the same reaction I saw from the guy earlier.

The guy nodded to the average woman.

"Amelia, don't let any one get inside the office... and I mean anyone! If someone would look for me, tell them I am away for a while. Cancel the meeting that I have, which would due in..." he looked at his watch, "shit! It'll due in an hour from now. You need to cancel it. Tell the department heads we will have the meeting tomorrow, same time. Alright?" his instructions to the average woman, who appeared to be his secretary.

"Yes, Justin," the woman smiled. "If your brother would lo-"

"Tell him I am not back yet," he didn't let the woman finish what she was about to say.

He dragged me inside and almost threw me on the chair in front of a black granite table.

"We need to talk," he said in a manly expression. His face wasn't dark, but it obviously wants a lot of questions answered - and it's starting to terrify me.

...to be continued

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I am so so back!

After a couple days of being away (or should I say, weeks eh?), finally, I am back to blogging. I have to catch up with my readers, and uhmmm, subscribers (are there any?).

Anyway, I have updated a few of my stories. I'm still looking forward to finishing them up instantly (or I wish I could).

I'm also waiting for more letters for the Dear Pink Diary columns. Letters will always be appreciated. Again, don't worry about confidentiality issues because your letters will be published with anonymity.

In the next couple of days, I will be very (and I mean über) busy again since I'm going to start working with a new environment, new people, and new (ehem) title and account. Hopefully, this thing would last. Given with such consideration, I'll be going back to school and finish a degree so I would be able to focus on my stuff in writing.

I will be back with more posts and more updates!

Have a great time! Thanks for reading.

The Bridal Misfortune 2

The Island Paradise, I murmured.


In front of me was a 123-storey building. It's one of the tallest and grandest buildings in the country. In fact, it's one of the tallest and grandest buildings in the world. I hurriedly went inside because I was already getting late for my interview.

When I got in, I was amused with the enormous structure of the lobby. It was adorned with expensive jars and leather couches. The walls were covered with beautiful paintings, but what caught my attention was a picture of two handsome young boys. It was placed on the wall next to the reception area. It was painted beautifully that it looked like they were both breathing and smiling at me.

The two boys were on their bicycles. The joy in their eyes seemed to be endless, which was captured perfectly on canvass.

Everyone seemed to be very busy. I approached one of the receptionists and asked for directions. She was a tall, blonde woman - about 5'7" in height. Her facial feature were strong that it seemed to make her look very intimidating.

"Excuse me," I said. "I'm here for an interview. Which way should I go?"

"Do you have your résumé with you?" she asked.

"I do," I searched for my résumé inside the envelope I brought. Suddenly, a guy bumped me out of my way. I dropped all of my things on the floor.

"Samantha, did you send the things I asked you to send me yesterday?" the guy asked the receptionist I talked to.

"Yes, sir," the receptionist replied.

"Great! I badly need that today. Thanks. I'm running late now," the guy told her and walked away, as if nothing had happened.

I was enraged with how he acted. He left without apologizing. I looked at him with anger.

"Hey!" I called. "Mister!"


...to be continued

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The Bridal Misfortune 1

I had already spent 45 minutes in front of the mirror. I was in a business attire and was getting ready for an interview, yet I can't help but to keep looking at myself in front of the body mirror. I was memorizing some stuff when the door opened.

"Are you gonna stay there the whole day? I thought you have an interview today?" It was mom.

"Yes, ma. I'm pretty nervous right now," I admitted. It was obvious that I was nervous. After all, I won't be in front of the mirror for a long time if I was not nervous at all.

"I know you'll make it, dear. I trust in you, so you must believe in yourself."

"I know, ma, but this is no ordinary interview. If I'd get this, I'd be working at the country's only 5-star hotel and resort... The Island Paradise - paradise at its best!"

“That’s the reason why you should hurry. Don’t spoil the day. I’ll go downstairs and prepare your breakfast,” she was about to leave the room.

“Ma,” I called her. “Thank you. I hope I can make it.”

Mom came to me and gave me a hug. She then kissed me on the forehead.

“Of course you will. You’re my little princess. You’re as intelligent as me. You better get ready so you won’t miss breakfast,” she winked at me and walked away.

I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror for the last time before I gathered my stuff. I checked all the things I need - pen, envelope, application letter, and of course, my résumé.

After I had gathered everything, I went downstairs and saw mom in the kitchen. She was preparing the table for breakfast. She prepared bacon, eggs, and my favorite - fried rice.

Mom always knows what I want to eat for breakfast. She poured orange juice in my glass as I started digging my meal. Mom never wanted me to go out of the house without taking my breakfast or any of my meals. She’s been taking care of me since I was a child, all by herself.

Dad had died, when I was young, because of an accident, and so she had to take care of me alone.

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Heart of the Matter 7

Blair was in the kitchen, munching her breakfast cereal when Jason came on his boxers. She looked at him. Although she looked distressed, probably because of what happened last night, her mind was wandering as she watched his abs crying out loud. He was very lean. He regularly visits the gym three times a week. He works out to keep his body fit.

He went to the fridge to get a box of milk. He also got a glass inside the cabinet right above the kitchen divider. He poured some in his glass.

“I am sorry about last night,” Blair broke the silence.

Jason went up to her and patted her head. He looked at her and smiled. He cupped her face with both hands and spoke.

“It’s okay. You don’t really have to apologize. It was my fault,” he told her and gave her a soft kiss on her forehead. “You’re still my little princess anyway.”

She smiled bitterly. Don’t treat me like a child, Jason. I am not a kid anymore, her mind protested.

“Don’t be sad. I already explained things to Elizabeth and she was sorry about last night. She told me she’d make it up to you. She’s nice, Blair. It’s just that what happened last night was all but a mistake.”

“I felt like I embarrassed her,” she said softly.

“Well, she was embarrassed with what happened, but it was alright. And I already told you, she wanted to make it up with you. She wants to know you more.”

“Okay,” she just said.

“So stop feeling the guilt alright?” he lightly pinched her chin.

“Where did you sleep last night?” she asked.

“I used Kevin’s room. He won’t be back until next week,” he said, pertaining to his older brother, who went out-of-town for a surfboarding competition.

“I see. Well, I need to get going. I still have to meet Cynthia for our book report. Thanks for the breakfast!” she said.

“Alright. Take care little princess!” he said.

“I’m not a kid anymore,” she protested. “Just tell your mom thanks for the dinner last night, as well as for the breakfast.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Sweet!” he chuckled.

“Yeah? Look at your boxers. You’re fully aroused,” she turned her back and let out a boisterous laughter.

Yeah, right! He thought.

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Heart of the Matter 6

They heard light knocks on the door.

“Jason? Is everything okay?” Jason’s mom called.

“Yeah, mom. I’m sorry about that. I got Blair frightened. I’m sorry,” Jason answered.

“Alright. I thought there was a robber who got in the house. You go to sleep now. It’s already late,” she said and walked away. Footsteps can be heard fading.

Jason sighed. He thought he was already in great trouble.

“You live your mom?” Elizabeth asked with brows raised.

“Well, I live with my mom and dad. Why? Is something wrong with that?” he asked her back.

“Uhmm, nothing,” she answered then she looked at Blair, “but her? In your bedroom? What’s this all about?”

“Let me explain,” Blair said, already calm. “I didn’t mean to offend both of you with... your... intimate moments’, but I asked Jason earlier if I could sleep over.”

“Sleep over? I can’t believe this!”

“She’s my best friend, Liz. We used to do that when we were younger.”

“B-but,” Elizabeth tried to protest.

“M-my dad was having some kind of a party at home and, well, I couldn’t concentrate studying my Algebra lessons, so I asked Jason if I could stay over and spend my night here. It wasn’t just the first that I sleep over,” Blair explained. She was starting to get irritated and was almost running out of patience. She was trying to control herself for her best bud.

“Whatever!” Elizabeth picked her dress and underpants. She looked at Jason scarcely. Jason,
getting what Elizabeth was trying to do, signaled her where the bathroom is. She went in and
slammed the door.

Jason tried to clothed himself while Blair stayed on the corner of the room, feeling guilty about
everything.

“I’m sorry,” she finally spoke, breaking the silence between her and Jason.

“Let’s talk about this tomorrow,” he answered.

After a while, Elizabeth went out of the bathroom, all dressed up.

“I’ll send you home,” Jason offered. Elizabeth didn’t say anything and went out of the bedroom.

Jason looked at Blair. She gave him a sad smile, but he just nodded his head and walked out.

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Heart of the Matter 5

Their kiss was intimate. Jason slowly unbuttoned his shirt until he was half-naked. Then, he concentrated on undressing Elizabeth. He unzipped her tube dress. Elizabeth, on the other hand, slowly unzipped his pants. They continued kissing like they were hungry souls.

He started kissing her everywhere as he tried to remove her bra. He kissed her on her lips to her cheeks, her eyes to her earlobes. Then, he started going down to her neck. Elizabeth moaned in satisfaction. She wrapped her arms around his neck as slowly went down with his soft kisses.

Finally, he was able to remove her top. Like a hungry child, he went to her nipples, sucking them alternately as his hands caressed each breast. He was fully aroused, and so was she.

He slowly laid her on the bed as they kissed, very torrid this time. Elizabeth’s moan went louder, which aroused him even more.

Suddenly, an unknown motion startled them both. Somebody was on the other side of the bed.

“Aaahhh!!!” Elizabeth freaked out as she grabbed a blanket to cover her and jumped off the bed.

“Aaahhh!!!” a woman shrieked. Jason hurriedly turned the lights on, only to see Blair with a scared face. She looked as scared as hell.

“What are you doing here?” he asked Blair, panting, trying to cover himself since he’s just wearing his boxers.

“Who is she?” Elizabeth asked. Confusion was painted on her face. “What’s this all about?”

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Heart of the Matter 4

Jason stepped on the brakes. They finally reached his house. He looked at Elizabeth, but said nothing. She looked back at him. They looked at each other as Mariah Carey sang Whenever You Call on the radio.

He touched her face, slowly lowering his lips towards her. He wasn’t sure if she feels the same, but all he knows is he wants to kiss her. Their distance kept narrowing until their lips touched.

He kissed her gently, brushing his lips to hers. Her lips were as soft as a feather. She responded to his gentle brushes. She opened her mouth a little more, inviting his tongue in. He explored inside her mouth as his hands wandered freely. He landed on her soft breasts and gently squeezed it. Suddenly, Elizabeth stopped him. He was in great pain – abdominal pain.

Not now, he thought. We’ll get through this so soon, damn it!

“Not here,” she just said. “It feels awkward. Let’s get inside.”

“Okay,” he smiled as he gladly accepted his invitation.

They both got out of the car. Jason set the auto-lock of his car and searched for his house keys in his pocket. He tried to open the door, but before they could get in, Elizabeth aggressively kissed him. It surely surprised him. It’s his first time to find someone as aggressive as her, but what the heck? He can’t complain!

He was very responsive to her every kiss and before they knew it, they were already inside his bedroom. He locked the door as they continued their passionate kiss.

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Heart of the Matter 3

Jason cranked some jokes. Although, those jokes were corny, Elizabeth can't seem to contain her laughters.

Suddenly, Jason's phone rang. He canceled the call, but after a few minutes, it rang again. He was about to cancel the call, but Elizabeth stopped him.

"It's okay. Just take it. It might be very important," she said.

"Thank you. I'll make this quick," Jason murmured.

He stood up and went out before the answered the phone, which rang for the third time. He looked at the screen and sighed.

"Hello," he greeted in a monotonous tone. It was Blair on the other line and he seemed uninterested to take any calls at the moment, since he's in the middle of something.

"Hi!" Blair greet enthusiastically, "how was your date?"

"It's doing great. We're HAVING fun right now," he answered, trying to emphasize that he was busy doing something.

"Oh! I'm sorry," Blair realized her mistake for calling.

"Alright. What is it?" he asked.

"Well, I was wondering if I could sleep over tonight?" she asked, innocently.

"What?" Jason freaked out.

"Well, I can't stay at home. Dad's friends are in the house and they're having some kind of a party. I'm having a hard time studying my Algebra lessons. Final exam is fast approaching. Besides, it's not the first time I'll be sleeping over," she said in a very pleading voice.

"Oh my! Not tonight, Blair. I have other plans," he said defensively.

"You're not gonna bring her home, are you?" she asked.

"W-what? Heck no!" he said.

"Well, there's nothing wrong then if I'm gonna sleep over, right?"

"Fine. I'll send mom a message about YOUR plans."

"Oh no, it's okay. I'm already here in your bedroom. She's probably asleep now, so no need to bother her. Enjoy the rest of the day, bye!" she hang up.

Jason wasn't able to do anything but sighed. He went back inside the restaurant where Elizabeth was patiently waiting for him.

"It was my best friend Blair. You should meet her one of these days," he told her.

"Wow! That's cool. You have a girl best friend. I'm excited to meet her," she exclaimed.

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Heart of the Matter 2

Jason looked at his wristwatch. It's 30 minutes past 8PM. He took a sip of the red wine in his glass. Suddenly, he caught sight of a woman in a red velvet tube dress. It was a perfect fit for her. He flashed a smile as she walk towards him.

"I'm sorry, I was late. Did I make you wait that long?" Elizabeth said as she laid her black Gucci purse on the table.

"No. Not really," he said, although his mind protested with what he just said and wanted to reproach her for making him wait awhile. If there's one thing he doesn't want to happen, it's when he had to wait for quite awhile for someone. He's very particular with time. He doesn't want to waste minutes, not even seconds, but only Blair knows that. Elizabeth is not Blair, so he'd let it slip this time.

He stood up and grabbed a chair for Elizabeth. He then gave the bouquet of flowers to her.

"Thank you," she said.

Jason went back to his chair and handed the menu to Elizabeth.

"What would you like to have?" he asked her.

"Anything," she said.

That's also one thing he doesn't want, which Blair knew. But then again, she's not Blair, so he had to let it slip for the second time.

"Okay. I'll order for us then," he looked at the menu and browsed on what to eat. "How would you like Caribbean Flank Steak with Coconut Rice?"

"Is that good?" she asked him.

"Yeah. It's one of their bests here. I think we should have this so you would know if it's good or not," he flashed her his killer smile and called for the food server. He gave him their order. The food server got their orders, poured wine in their glasses, and left.

"You look gorgeous tonight. Thanks for coming," he said. Jason is good with compliments. It's one of the things that attracts girls the most, his wits.

"Thank you for the compliment," she took a sip from her wine glass. "I couldn't resist an invitation from a wonderful guy like you." She smiled sheepishly, quite inviting.

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Heart of the Matter 1

DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional. Similar events, names or places that occur in the current time is simply unintentional. Thank you.


"You need to change. You look old in that suit." Blair said as she continued reading Dan Brown's The Lost Symbol. She was already in the climax of the story when her best bud, Jason, came out of the bathroom.

"You're not even looking!" Jason threw the towel on Blair. He was getting ready for his date with Elizabeth, his new found love interest.

"What the?" Blair shrieked. "You bastard! What was that for?" She threw back the towel to Jason. She stretched her body on that comfortable sofa in his bedroom and went back to her reading.

Jason and Blair had been best friends for a long time. In fact, they have been best friends since they were kids. Jason is Blair's next door neighbor. They have known each other very well that they treat each other as brother and sister.

Whenever one gets in trouble, the other comes to the rescue. But, most of the time, it's Blair who gets to rescue Jason from trouble.

There was a time when Jason had a trouble with a girl he was dating. To make things worse, the girl went to Jason's house and went scandalous. To save Jason from humiliation, Blair acted as Jason's wife and pretended that she's pregnant. She threatened to sue the girl for adultery if she'd come near them again. After that, the girl disappeared like nothing had happened.

Now, Jason is up for another date and Blair is not even sure if it's gonna work this time. She knows Jason so much, as much as he knows her. The only thing is, Jason doesn't know that she is deeply in love with him... and he must not know.

"Come on! Get serious!" Jason pleaded. He put his hand on Blair's shoulders. He stared at her like a little child asking for a candy. "You know what to do better. Please, help me out," he added.


"You never listen to me, so what's the fuss?" she looked at him, rolled her eyes, and went back to The Lost Symbol.


"If you don't want to help me, fine. Don't expect me to help you when you're in need," he turned his back and started walking  towards the bathroom.


"Fine. You look good on that, but get rid of the tie. You don't want to look like someone who's about to interview an applicant," Blair said and went back to hear reading.


"Thank you. That's what I need," he smiled and rushed to his closet.


Damn! I wished I didn't tell him what to do! I don't know what to do with my heart after this. Blair told herself silently.


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