Chapter Thirteen

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Andrea's POV

"I hate you I love you
I hate that I love you
Don't want to, but I can't put
Nobody else above you"

I sang along and played my keyboard. I missed Erica's so much. I sighed and lay on my keyboard. I felt someone laid a palm on my shoulder.

I looked up and saw my mum then I smiled at her "Hey mum." I lay my head on her tummy while she wrapped her arms around my head. "Baby girl, you have to eat. You barely take a proper meal about a week." I smiled weakly and nodded my head "I will mum. I'll be fine mum I promise."

"You're not fine sweetheart. Don't keep everything in your heart. You should let it out." my mum caressed my hair. "Trust me mum, I'll be fine. Just give me sometimes to recover." I mumbled and I swallowed my lump try not to cry. I'm fucking not fine. I'm fucking miss Erica. It's only a week and damn torturing my heart.

My mum cupped my face and forced me to look at her "Sweetheart, you are not fine. I have been carried you for 10 months, I'm pretty sure that you're not fine. You don't have to hide your emotion from me." my mum smile weakly I feel bad to make my mum worried.

I break down, my faced rest on my mum's tummy and wrapped around my mum's waist tightly "I'm sorry mum. I make you worry sick of me. I promise I will be strong mum." I sniffed "Don't be, silly. Just cried it out and let it go." My mum caressed my head and I cried in agony "I really love her mum. Why did she leave me just like that? My heart was broken." I hiccupped and my mum pulled away and cupped my face "Sweetheart I know it ain't easy between you and Erica. I believe that she loves you. The way she look at you and I knew it. She might have her own reason." my mum wiped my tears away.

"You must be strong and don't give up, sweetheart." my mum said and I was surprised she support Erica and I. "But mum, she told me that she don't love me." My mum rolled her eyes "You're silly, sometime you can't believe all the words. Sometimes you're really oblivious. Just give Erica some times, I'm sure she will back to you sweetheart." I smiled

"Thanks mum, I love you." My mum kissed top of my head "I love you too sweetheart. Remember, be strong and be patience. Sometimes love is complicated. But it is worth to be patience and wait." my mum caressed my hair and I held my mum's hands "Thanks mum, I will be strong." "Come on, let's have breakfast." I grinned "Yes ma'am." She shook her head and smiled.

*After four years*

"Erica" I breathed out and *smacked* "What the hell! Who the fuck is Erica!" the blonde chick shoved me away and ready to dress up herself and complaining "Please be respect for the partner who was fucking with you!" after she finished dress up herself she left and slammed the door. I sighed and sprawled over my naked body in my queen size bed.

After Erica and I had broken up, I have shifted out from our apartment to a studio to stay. After the day Erica left me, she totally had no contact with me. Even her number had changed. Why would she do that? Did she hate me that much? After the day she left me, I just received the news that the musical school has accepted my application. After mopping around for two weeks I started my course.

After 1 year busy study and mopping around, I started back to my lifestyle but was occasionally style because of busy study and part time job to fully occupy my mind. I hate being alone or being nothing to do. Whenever I was free, I will think of Erica and our memories. Some of the chick didn't mind that I call them as Erica whenever we were fucking. Some of them will piss off like tonight this chick. I smiled bitterly when I realize that my tears were flowed out. Erica fucking Robinson had changed my life. I was a badass player became a pathetic idiot. She was the only girl I love the most. She was the girl who had broken my heart. She was the girl made me cried like a fool. I have never been an emotional type of person. I everything could left behind and don't give a fuck. But, why? I sighed and tried to sleep and stopped thinking about Erica Robinson. But damn, she was irreplaceable.

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