ARLENE MARIELLA's POV
I didn't say a word after his. He stood up and left me there thinking what should I do. And, what did I do? There's always a time that I hate myself, and a time that I'm not in the mood to talk to everybody.
He's right. I wouldn't be here if I didn't love myself. I'm not even alive right now if I don't. I should be in heaven and watching them every hour, and day of their life.
I sometimes think, if I deserve all these things I have in life? I came into a wealthy family, not in the unhealthy, that's why I don't know how much they suffer in life.
But, being in a wealthy family is hard. You are not pocket rich, you can get everything. We also struggle with the things we want to get, just like I experienced last time. I want my parents' love, but they're not giving it wholeheartedly. I am craving for their love and care, I sometimes don't care about money and shits. Just their love is enough to say that we're a family.
I sighed and took a cookie with me before standing up to go downstairs. I was calmly walking through when I urged myself to look at Stewart who's seriously looking at his phone. I was shocked at what I saw! He's stalking my best friend! Riana! RIANA PENDLETON!
My brow arched, and he just shouted in surprise. My heart was broken, and my mind was mad at him. I hate him.
"You ah! Are you stalking my best friend!" annoyed I said from behind him. He probably didn’t feel my approach. Hmp! You—
"Why is it bad? Facebook is made for everyone duh." he sarcastically said, he even rolled his eyes in front of me! Durable.
"I don't fucking care! Tell me! Do you like Riana ?!" I don't know why I burst in.
"What the fuck are you saying ?! I'm just looking at her account! You're so fucking insane!" he sounds so frustrated, and angry.
"Crazy asshole ..." I heard him whisper before walking out of that room.
My ex is really strong!
I didn't let him go. I already held his elbow to stop him. My sharped eyes drifted on him. I wasn't scared to see him fall for my best friend's attractiveness. I was just afraid to see my best friend crying, again. I don't want to see her hurt.
"Don't turn your back on me! You haven't answered my question yet!" I shouted in his face. I'm so stunned now.
"I don't like her! I fucking don't like her! Is it clear ?!" his annoyed response.
"Don't shout at my face! Once you do it again, my fist will fly in your face! I'm asking you a good question and then what you said!"
I don't care if you're an ex or what! There is no ex here when it comes to my best friend.
"Huh? Is that okay? The question you asked earlier was loud and you're going to say it well ?! You're the first to shout and then you're the first to complain, aren't you stupid?"
I smirked. "Pathetic... You're a man, are you scolding me?! Can I hit you?!" I was just mad, who cares?"
"Is it necessary that only women have the right to criticize?! You're a woman, you're so noisy! You're still burning there! Guess you're not a man! You're just a woman, I'm a man, remember that! It's better. I'm still strong for you! I can knock you out of here now if you don't stop screaming!"
"Knock it out! I don't care! Your habit is so ugly! I'm just worried about my best friend because maybe if you like her, it'll just hurt because of you! I won't let that go to a playboy like you!"
"You don't have the right to tell me you're a playboy because I'm not that kind of guy! You're too mad! Besides, I didn't say I like your best friend! If I ever wanted to do that, I would have done it before! Why are you such a naughty dwarf? ! When I say I don't like her, NOTHING! So don't push me, because maybe what can I do with your awkwardness— "
"Stewart! Arlene! It's like you two are dogs and cats! You're about to kill each other! It's like you young minds, you're old! You're fighting over the little things! It's just that you're close to each other, and then you're shouting. Oh, you!Aren't you ashamed of Mom? " Ian shouted angrily at us, just coming out of the veranda because someone was talking on the cellphone.
He looked back and forth between the two of us but we couldn't look back at him. Stewart and I just kept feeling bad for each other.
"She is!" We both shouted at the same time.
I clenched my fist in utter annoyance.
"He yelled at me right away!"
"The noise is because of that!"
We shouted that at the same time because that's when my eyes widened even more.
"What is that! It's just another one, it's like you're being chased .... You go first, explain your side." Sterian turned to me.
"It's as good as your sister stalking my best friend Riana is with me at the mall. I asked her if she liked Riana but she shouted at me right away!"
"Wtf? That's why I shouted at you because the questioning was loud."
"Hey, where are you going?" Sterian's worried voice filled my ear. He immediately held my hand, when I'm already at the front door.
"I.. want to talk to Auntie. Can I?" I'm not looking at him, I'm just facing the door so he won't see my teary eyes.
"Sure, you can. Just, call me... if you want to go home."
I nodded and threw myself out of his room. I'm so drained. I was not expecting that, it is my fault. So, I should blame myself. I'm being sensitive these hours, I'm worried about myself. I can't even control my mood.
I went through the kitchen first to get one glass of water so I can, relax. I inhaled and exhaled. I used my hand as a fan to dry my teary eyes.
"Whooo. Don't cry, don't cry by yourself, please." I'm encouraging myself not to cry. Why am I like a baby?
I drank once again before I went through the backyard where the Swimming pool is. Auntie was there, relaxing on the sun lounger with shades on.
"Hi, Auntie!" I greeted. I sat on the sun lounger beside her.
"Oh! Hello, are you done watching a movie with my boys?" She removed her shades.
"Yes po, actually.." oh shit! Do I need to tell her about our fight?
"Actually?" she's waiting, Arlene!
"I was about to go home, but I want to chit chat with you first. I don't have anything else to do at home, it's too early to go home. I'll just get bored."
Right!
"Yeah, you're right." She sat. "Hey, do you want to swim?" She invited me.
"Not anymore." I refused.
"Are you sure? I know you love swimmings, but, if you don't love it right now, then, I'll let you." she smiled before diving.
She's good at divings. She's a well-trained swimmer way back, high school. I didn't forget that, when she told me about her high school, way back, then.