One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 63: It's over now

~~Make believing we're together, that I'm sheltered by your heart. It must have been love, but it's over now. It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without. It must have been good, but I lost it somehow. IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE, BUT IT'S OVER NOW. From the moment we touched 'till the time had run out~~~

-Regine Velasquez-

We stayed outside for a few minutes before we decided to call it a night.

"Are you sure, you can walk?"

"Of course, I'm not paralyzed, duh!"

"Okay, I have to go, good night---I mean, good morning, Sam." He was about to kiss my cheek, but since I moved, the kiss landed on the corner of my lips. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to---"

"Don't mind it, it's fine, be careful while you're driving."

"Yup, I will."

"Thank you again, Paul, I enjoyed the night having you in the group."

He just nodded and smiled before opening the door to his car. I waved at him until he already disappeared on my sight.

When I turned around, a smile painted on my lips and a few seconds later, I started singing the same song again, not even knowing that someone was waiting for me in the living room. I even waved my hand in the air while the other was placed over my chest where my heart was.

"It must have been love, but it's over now. It must have been good, but I lost it somehow. It must have been love, but it's over now. From the moment we touched 'till I lost it somehow..."

I stopped right in front of the door and laughed at myself as I forgot the lyrics. And after a few moments, I decided to sing... no, the right word is to shout. I started shouting the parts I only remembered as I pushed the double wooden door.

"Make believing we're together! That I'm sheltered in your heart! It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without! So yeah--- it must have been love, but it's over now! It's finally over--- whoow!"

I suddenly lost my balance, but there were a strong pair of arms held my waist before I could even fall to the ground.

"What the hell!"

"Oops! I'm sorry--- oh, it's you! Hi, Mr Williams, we haven't seen in a long time. How are you?" I asked patting his cheeks.

"What the hell are you wearing--- wait, are you drunk?" He asked, his face turned sour as he let me stand on my own (with a slight push).

Why do you have

"Are you drunk, Samantha?"

that embracing me at the moment as it gives me the courage to face and talk to him. I could still remember what happened yesterday at the restaurant. And this is the second time I've

none of your

gritted

can still talk

and who's that guy who

"I'm tired, I wanna go to my

don't feel like answering his question, so I turned and walked towards the stairs. But he was fast as he instantly came in front of me and blocked my way upstairs. "Where are you going? We're not

gasped, looking at him with wide eyes. "We

still haven't answered my question! Who was

him?" What a silly question I thought. "By the way, why are you asking

even though what he had said wasn't a question, but

were you with him and why did he

surprised by the tone he used

staring at me? Why aren't you answering my

was wearing... a tight black dress with spaghetti straps that perfectly

Williams, you're not jealous, are

Of

with? Am I asking who's with you whenever you're not around? And by the way, I will wear whatever I want and it's none of

care about you, I was just asking why he was with you

around, giving him a sarcastic smile. "Okay, then let me revise my question! Why are you suddenly asking who's with me? Am

few moments but he didn't answer my

ask me next time when you've already answered

few steps when I

the way, your friend was good..." I

"What the hell---"

me tonight. Haist, if only I knew

I really saw how his facial expression changed from confused to furious after I mentioned those words. His fists had formed into a ball before I finally left him at the end of the stairs. I was still

singing again, without having the slightest idea that he was following

and pinned me to the nearest wall. He was holding both my hands above

asked, glaring at him, but instead of answering my question, he narrowed his eyes on me and asked me another

he was good? What

my face as