Punk In Love's

Usai

Chelsea fell silent, he did not have the courage to return Abigail's gaze before him. His heart was pierced by the reality that Abigail had thrown at him. His lips were weakly unable to do self-defense. Chelsea never knew what he would be like. He thought he would manage to cover up all the issues of his closeness to Peter. Chelsea thought he would be able to settle his heart before Abigail caught him double.

Nowow. After all this reality was smelled by Abigail. What else can Chelsea do. Abigail saw it all. Abigail saw him kissing the man.

How could Chelsea not be aware of Abigail's presence there?

"Why are you quiet?!" ask Abigail cynically. The tears were rough.

"Why are you quiet Chelsea!!" Abigail riled at Chelsea. His eyes stared at the woman, his sobbing sounding heart-wrenching. Abigail stood up from her seat, she walked away from Chelsea who were still down. His steps faltered as he walked straight towards the balcony. He needed some fresh air to neutralize his overcrowded chest.

"I hate you Chelsea. You've hurt me with your betrayal." Abigail sobbing. His gaze leads to the streets that are not deserted.

"I'm sorry Abigail. I've done you wrong." regretted Chelsea in the end. His fingers rubbed each other with tears that had been shed in his palms.

"Since when?" abigail asked without looking at Chelsea. "When has your heart turned away from me?"

Chelsea sniffles. His cry broke out as Abigail made clear her question. The question made Chelsea recall the moment of closeness with Peter. Day after day he passed together, it turned out to bring him a special feeling in his heart. Chelsea did not know when her heart turned away. That feeling just comes along, as time goes on. With their closeness.

Chelsea were troubled by a deep sense of regret and guilt for Abigail. He had reached the very top of his horror at this matter. Chelsea was twitching her lower lip trying to counter the tight stuffing she had been holding up since. He got up from his seat. He approached Abigail who was still standing on the balcony.

"Abigail, I'm sorry." Chelsea stroked his lover's back gently. But Abigail who had been burned with rage brushed him aside rudely. He would not accept a gentle elusan from a woman who betrayed him.

"Don't touch me!" he said full of emotion.

Abigail tried to pull back her meeting with Chelsea when she just arrived from America. The look of Chelsea's face that is not as usual is clearly drawn in his mind. Little by little Abigail began to understand after his return, it turned out that many strange things happened to Chelsea. All this time his longing had covered all that awkwardness.

It is fitting that when we first met at La Plancha, Chelsea seemed a little surprised by his appearance. Highlight his empty eyes did not shine brightly when his lover was in front of him.

"Abigail, listen to me..."

"There's nothing you need to explain anymore Chelsea. You've had enough to hide that from me. I told you once, stay away from that guy. Stay away from Peter." Abigail turned her head violently looking at Chelsea with a glaring gaze. He has warned of Chelsea's closeness to the man from the beginning. So far there is not a single man that Chelsea let close even with the classic reason of friendship. Chelsea always rejects any man who wants to extend his hand to be friends with her. But for some reason, this time Chelsea received a helping hand from Peter and Tom. Two foreign men who happen to meet at the cafe where she works part-time.

"Yes. I was wrong to let him be around me. I was wrong." Chelsea acknowledged. "But please listen to me first. I realize my feelings are shaky towards you. But did you know? I've set myself to stay with you. My heart will come back to you as time goes on. I'll forget Peter soon, Abigail. L'm... "

"For what, huh?!" Abigail raised her face. "Why did you come back to me, with your divided heart?!"

"Abioil.... "

"Stop Chelsea. You've loved her. You don't have to come back to me. I don't need a relationship that's only half-hearted." Abigail stepped into her room again, Chelsea followed.

"Abigail, I'm sorry." Chelsea cuckold.

"Go." Abigail could not linger with Chelsea in a state of his heart that was holding back anger. He needs time to be alone right now.

Chelsea remained silent from her place. He did not want to leave Abigail whom he had hurt. He wants to convince Abigail that he will stay with her.

"Go Chelsea!" Abigail growled angrily seeing Chelsea still standing nearby.

Chelsea moved in to hug Abigail. Abigail tried to avoid him, but Chelsea did not let Abigail avoid him. In Abigail's embrace a little thrashed. Chelsea put her lips close to Abigail's ears, whispering clearly.

"I'm sorry. Whatever is in my heart now. I promise I will not shake my intention to stay with you Abigail. I just want to come back to you." Chelsea sobbed.

Abigail closed her eyes while shaking her head at Chelsea.

What did Chelsea think? How could he think of getting back together while in his heart had been present someone else.

"You don't have to come back to me." Abigail releases Chelsea hug. "Our relationship is over at Chelsea, since that afternoon at La Plancha." Abigail gave Chelsea a sling bag lying on the floor. Shake it in the cold hands of Chelsea.

"Come home, let me rest" he asked later.

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Chelsea finally woke up when it was noon. His eyelids were blackened and looked tired, there was a beam of debris overnight. Chelsea looked chaotic and miserable today. He drowned his head in a pillow. She cried. In great pain. Feelings of regret and guilt haunted him since last night. Nope. Not since last night. But that feeling of regret and guilt haunted him ever since he sensed there was something special in his heart for Peter.

Peter.

How could the foreign man come and ruin his relationship with Abigail?

Chelsea closed her eyes to dampen all the turmoil in the heart that weighed on her mind. He remembered Abigail.

In his life Chelsea has never felt such a deep sense of guilt in someone. He can always put himself well wherever he is and with whom he interacts. Rarely have a problem with someone else. But now he has made a fatal mistake. His heart condition was troubled and made him feel a huge sense of guilt. He hates himself.

Last night, Abigail said it. To end his relationship with Chelsea. Chelsea cried remembering Abigail's words. His body was shaking violently by the cries. It felt crowded considering all the time he spent with his ex-girlfriend. Abigail always accompanied him, she could always hold on to him when the trauma of the dark period was re-present. Embrace it and calm it down until the trauma is gone somewhere. Now Abigail has decided to end her relationship with Chelsea, while Chelsea have chosen to remain with her.

Chelsea forced themselves to get off their bed. Walking down the stairs to the first floor of his apartment, he approached the kitchen and then took a drink there. His throat was too dry as he continued to cry. Chelsea are very tired. He was silent looking at his apartment which felt quiet and silent.

He was too used to waking up and falling asleep with Abigail beside him.

"You've humbled yourself Chelsea. You betrayed him and you're the one who's hurt now. Feel that!" Chelsea nodded to themselves. His gaze was flat looking around the monochrome room.

"Consider your sorrow Chelsea. Smile even though your heart is sliced into small crumbs. Abigail is no longer by your side. No one will calm you down." Chelsea blames her stupidity on her own.

No one can force the presence of love. No matter how hard love is silenced, forgotten and even forcibly removed from the heart of a human being. Love will always be there, dwelling in the shadows in the deepest recesses of the heart.

Chelsea could have tried to ignore the love that bloomed for Peter. But he can't get rid of love itself. Love does not need approval to be present in the heart of a human being. Love grows according to the will of the Creator. And man has no power to prevent it.

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