Birds chirped at the open window, while a gentle breeze ruffled the curtains. Marc Junior sat there with Hershey sleeping in his arms. He smiled and thought he looked like her in high-school. The way her body seemed to curl around him, like a cat. He brushed some of her hair from her forehead, only to see her closed lids and relaxed mouth as she slept peacefully. He couldn't understand how he didn't snore. How his body seemed to move together in unison whenever she slept. His eyes dropped to her chest as he watched her take a deep breath and then exhale. Her chest rises and falls with every move she makes. Reaching out, he slid his thumb and forefinger over her and took the small bud in his fingers. When he did, he let the gentle movement of her chest slide over his fingers. The bud immediately shriveled. Marc Junior sighed as he twirled his thumb around until it tightened around his finger. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his entire life. Leaving her chest alone, he ran h
Marco Junior felt a pain in his heart that was not like before. It came down on him in that moment like a tidal wave crushing the smallest of sea creatures. Grabbing Hershey's shoulders, he spun her around her, pulling her into his arms. Reigning kisses all over her head, cheeks and face, he whispered, "I'm sorry, Chocolate. I'm so sorry." She felt his wrap around her tightly, her body shaking with sobs, releasing everything she'd been hiding for the past two years. Dear diary, I'm crying a lot now. Harder than ever in the last two years. I thought I was done with those tears, but not yet. I saved them before. Ironically enough, because I hadn't seen him in two years, I felt closer to him than the last time we were together. I'm glad I had the chance to do that, because she's so sweet. He held me and apologized the whole time. When I finally stopped crying, we talked about why I was crying and then we talked about the house and why I kept it so clean. Things like that. By the time
"Well, I like your present." Tyler laughed, "No, you have the man." Hershey laughed to herself. "Why did you say that?" This is what solidified their relationship with Tyler for the first time. He always seems to know what to say and when to say it and for some reason, make it work.Tyler sighed, his eyes connecting with hers, telling her something from his heart, "Because Hershey, despite the many times you and Marco Junior were on and off with each other, your love and chemistry remained intact. The excitement that you two shared in the earlier years of your relationship will always be there." Hershey sighed, "Not always Tyler. When his mother died, he became unbearable." "Yet you stayed with him Hershey." "I'm gone, Tyler. It was during those times when he needed me the most." Tyler sighed, "Sweety, you left because you were hurt by the alcohol abuse. Not because you didn't want to be there. I mean think about it, you could have had an abortion and left NYU in the fall, but you
"Does everything always surprise you?" She smiled flirtatiously. "As for you, yes." Hershey raised an eyebrow, "What are you trying to say?" Marc Junior shook his head, "You're nosey." "Not nosey, just inquisitive." She corrected. Marc Junior laughed, "No, sugar, inquiring is when you ask to gain a better understanding." "Nosey, is when you ask things that are just out of your mind-things that really have nothing to do with you." Hershey stood up from her chair, hands on her hips, both eyebrows raised, ready for war. "How is it not appropriate for me to have dessert when you invite me here?" Marc Junior walked up to her, stopping a few inches in front of her face, his eyes shining. He really turned her on. "Because, I clearly said that it was a surprise. Everything I'm going to do for you tonight is a surprise." Hershey's lips pout. "Why is there a need for a surprise?" Marc Junior smiled. She's really cute like this. He likes it when she's mad. She really thought they were f
His eyes twinkled as he looked at the camera, "What do you want?" He asked in a thick Visayan accent. Hershey felt his heart drop in his chest, overcome with emotions he couldn't quite put into words. The girl behind the camera giggled, "Danielle says that you and her are going to be together forever, and you're not going to leave her?" Hershey watched, silent, as Marco Fernando Sr. on the monitor stood in the middle of the group, his frame, tall but muscular, similar to Marco Junior's and the hair that made him stand out from the rest of men. Her hair hung over her shoulders. But when his gaze landed on Danielle standing at least twenty feet away from him, his eyes darkened to a rich forest color. Hershey was almost shocked by the passion he saw in them. Marco laughed and approached Danielle. Taking her in his arms, he said, "She's right. I love this woman in my life."Deborah, the camera girl sighed and said, "Danielle you are so lucky girl." Danielle smiled, her complexion dark o
Still Loved Marco Junior felt his heart beat faster when he heard her enter his room, her soft footsteps on the carpet. He removed the covering from his body and sat up straight. Hershey stopped in front of him and stood there. He looked up at her. "What are you doing?" He whispered. Hershey swallowed the anxiety that gathered in her heart and sighed. "I apologize." "What for?" Marco whispered. "For being a worthless mother to our son Jeromy." Hershey whispered. Marco Junior saw tears rolling down her cheeks. He sighed and held her hands. He stood up, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, pulling her close to him. "Hey, it's okay Chocolate. I forgave you for that a long time ago." Hershey swallowed the lump in her throat, "I know, but looking at your parents, I can't help but wonder what the hell was wrong with me." For some unknown reason, this struck Marco Junior as funny. He let out a snicker, "We all had issues in high-school Hershey. Part of being a teenager is having r
Emily Reyes POV (China, Marco Junior Apartment)A dark haired young woman with innocent features slid a key into its lock, confident that the device would turn. It's always backwards. She turned the knob, pushed the door open. He hasn't been home for over two weeks and she wants to know why. Where did he go, who did he go to see. He traveled without me? This she did not like. He is hers. That's how it is. He is hers and she is his. That's how it should be. Any time you give yourself to someone, they become bound to each other in spirit. That's what his father always told her. She always says that the person she gave her virginity to is also his. Teddy Romero, that was Emily first love name, she would never forget. Teddy is a very handsome man. Short brown hair, bright gray eyes and a perfect face, angelic face, but Teddy got bored with her, told her that she was too clingy. He tried to negotiate with her, but she didn't want to. He left her for another woman, who later became his wi
Hershey couldn't believe she was here. She couldn't believe she was in a dark movie theater with a man she considered a friend. A man that she had guilty feelings for... Sighing, she stared at the blank screen, wondering if she really did the right thing. Should she really be here to date a guy she knows has feelings for her, but doesn't? Is she flirting? Are they together with Marco Junior? Yes, they discussed things with each other, but nothing was really made official. They seem to admit the past and some of what happened. They confess their love for each other and sleep together. Does that mean they are together? Hershey gasped. Did anything happen to what is happening now? Marco Junior turned off the light after taking a shower. Placing the keys on his desk, he stared at the clock. It's ten o'clock. How long will she stay in office? He turned off the light and lay down on the bed.That night, less than half an hour later, Marco Junior felt the covers rustling as Hershey slid int