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).

you have to push

"Are you drunk, Samantha?"

to the spirit of alcohol 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 been to the club with Jack and her friends, but he only

none of

He gritted his

See, I can still talk

with you and who's that guy who sent

"I'm tired, I

he instantly came in front of me and blocked my way upstairs. "Where are

at him with wide eyes. "We have nothing to talk about, so let

question! Who

your friend from college. Do you still remember him?" What a silly question I thought. "By the way, why are you asking if who sent me home?" "Paul,

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

he send you

was surprised by the tone he used that

me? Why aren't you answering my question, why were you together? Is that why you're wearing that

straps that perfectly showed all my curves and that only ended in my mid-thigh. Then I turned

jealous, are

He frowned. Of

I will wear whatever I want and it's none of

don't care about you, I was just asking why he was with you and why were

me revise my question! Why are you suddenly asking who's with me? Am I asking you

for a few moments but he didn't answer my

me next time when

few steps when I remembered something that will surely stride his

by the way, your friend was good..." I smiled as I intentionally left my

"What the hell---"

he was great and he really satisfied me tonight. Haist, if only I knew it then... hmm... anyway,

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 giggling as I walked down the hallway towards my

way, tsk.tsk.tsk." and I started singing again, without having the slightest idea that he was following me upstairs. "It must have been love,

as Luke suddenly pulled my hand and pinned me to the nearest wall. He was holding both my hands above my

hell are you doing?" I asked, glaring at him, but instead of answering my question, he narrowed his eyes on me and asked me another

he was good? What do you mean

hot breath fanned across my face as his face was merely inches away