"Will you still not talk to him?"
I looked at her and my brows furrowed when she smiled at me. Aish! Talk to you? Really? Maybe it's just fragile to be willing to talk to him. I'm done with him. Why would I even need to talk to a cheater and a liar like him? As if we could still get along.
"Never," I whispered, still looking at her. Tss!
"Why? He has been coming here for two weeks and he still trying to talk to you. And it's been two weeks since he always following you."
I sighed. "You know Trixie, I can't even look at him from afar, then you're here, trying to convince me that I should talk to him. Seriously?"
Tiresome! What sin have I committed to make this happen to me? Let me just look at his name on my phone, my blood is boiling.
Trixie scratched her head as if she was really having a hard time with me. Honestly, she didn't need to do it because my answer is still NO. And it will never change.
I just lay down on my bed and covered myself with a blanket. Trixie is just sitting on the edge of my bed. I heard her took a deep breath before I felt that she stood up. She is leaving. Right! She needs to leave.
"Fine! It's up to you. I'm just trying to say that you should go outside and tell him that he needs to leave and make sure that he will never come back here again."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."
After a few minutes, I heard her footstep and I guess she open the door as well.
"I know you can't stand him. He's the only one who's having a hard time, Blaire. He's the only one who gets beaten up every day for coming here."
My brows furrowed. I woke up immediately from lying down and looked to see if trixie was still here, but she already left. Wait! W-what? What she just said? Beaten? Everyday? Is it Luke?
"Oh my god!"
I quickly got up and went out of the room to chase after Trixie, it's a good thing she hasn't been able to go down completely yet.
"Wait! Trixie? I said wait." She stopped in the middle of the stairs. I ran closer to her and stopped in front of her.
"What?" She asked.
"W-what did you say? In my room earlier. What is it again?" I asked. She smirked at me before walk again. What the...
I pulled her arms and stop her. "Trixie! I'm asking you! So tell me if I heard it right."
"Why are you being interested?" I parted my lips and glared at her then she sighed. "Okay! Luke is always beating down by your father and no one in your family knows that."
My brows furrowed. "Then why did you know and how did you know?"
"Because I saw them and I also heard all of their deal." I could see the concern and fear on his face that she and manang might be fired.
"Deal? What's their deal?" I asked one last question.
"If you want to know go to him now. Because maybe, your dad do something bad to him... They were in your old house."
Trixie left and I immediately went to my room to get my key. I looked at my wristwatch and it is 4 pm. When I got it, I run as fast as I can. When I was in the car I really accelerated the operation of my car.
It can't be! How dad do that such a thing? I don't know why but my mind is all for luke now. I don't even know why I feel nervous. I hope trixie is just mistaken by what she saw and by what she heard.
When I was in front of the house, I quickly entered and slowly went upstairs because I could hear voices. When I already in front of the master bedroom who occupied by mommy and daddy before, I didn't enter I just listen to what they're talking about.
"What right do you have to hurt my daughter? I thought you were a good guy! I thought you loved her so much!"
"I-I do. I l-love... her so... m-much sir."
"Then why did you do that? Why did you hurt my baby like that!" I heard some noise like daddy punch him.
"Ah... It wasn't... me... s-sir... I know, It's too late to ask for forgiveness... but s-sir... I'm sorry... I l-lied to h-her, but... I love her s-so much."
I sniffed because I didn't notice that I was crying. I slowly opened the door and I saw him so weak, that's why I cried even more. I covered my mouth out of shock.
He was sitting in the chair and his both hands are tied up in the back. He was wearing a white sando but it was dirty and have some blood. He has black-eye, there were bruises and wounds on his arm and face, his hair was messy and I could hardly recognize him because he was so dirty and then he still had wounds.
"Enough Dad!" My father was about to slap him but I called him making him stop and look around. His eyes widened as he saw me standing here.
I approached luke and held his chin to look at his face closely. Oh my god! This is torture! Why he did this to him? I looked at my dad and my brows furrowed when I saw the side of his lips rose.
"Dad? This is not you. I thought you can't do this to anyone but here, you're torturing my boy... ex-boyfriend! Why?" I can't still believe that this is happening right now.
He sighed. "He deserves it! He hurt you-"
"I know! I know! But he doesn't deserve this kind of punishment dad. I... I still love him, dad. And when I see him like this, it will gives me a nightmare. I can't bear to see the person I love being punished like this just because he hurt me."
I shook my head a little bit at him. I went behind luke and removed the rope from his hands. When I removed it, he suddenly fell to the floor as if he was very tired.
"Oh my god," I whispered while I sniffed a lot of times. I held his cheeks. "Luke? Did you hear me? Luke? P-please!"
I was shocked when he suddenly but slowly stood up. He forces himself to stand up even though he can no longer. "Y-yeah! I'm fine. I j-just n-need... to go... h-home."
He walked away slowly. I looked at daddy and gave him a disappointed look.
"Look at him, dad! Are you satisfied now? He is so weak. His face and arms are full of bruises and wounds. I can't believe that you can do this, you torture the man I love though he'd hurt me."
I shook my head and smiled bitterly before following luke. I know, this is not daddy. The father of mine I know, can't do such a thing.
"Luke? I'll accompany you." I put his arm around my nape to help him walk and to keep his balance. He just nodded.
He is seated behind me so that he can take up more space, so that he can be comfortable. I also wear to him my jacket by myself. I took him in his condo because that's what he wants. I want him to bring to the hospital but he said no.
I slowly laid him down on the sofa and I just sat on the floor because of fatigue and pain in my shoulder.
I was about to stand up because I need to find his medical kit but he suddenly held my hand. "P-please. D-don't l-leave me."
I removed his hand from mine and smiled at him. "I need to find your medical kit, I will heal your wounds."
I went to the kitchen to look there first but nothing, the same goes for the living room, the only thing I haven't looked at is the room. I open the door and I saw his room, I approached his bed and I realized that he didn't change the bedsheet. I don't care, anyway.
I'm just doing this not because I still want to get along with him but because I'm not a bad person who will let someone got beaten up.
I saw the medical kit under the cabinet beside the bathroom. I took it and went out.
The first thing I do, I take his shirt off because it was dirty. Then, I took a wet face towel to remove the dirt on his body and face and then I first treated the wounds and bruises on his body before I put new and clean clothes on him. Then after that, I treat his bruises and wounds on his face, a good thing he fell asleep immediately.
I swallowed when I looked at his pants. "Should I take it off too? This is so annoying! What's wrong if I remove it, I'll just replace it so that he is clean. I wouldn't even touch his crotch. Duh!"
So eventually, I just removed it and replaced it with clean shorts. Finally, it's over, too. Wait, I need to prepare his dinner, or should I say our dinner and I also need to change the freaking bedsheet.
When I was done I lay down on the sofa next to me and rested for a while. I'm done with our dinner and I'm also done with the bedsheet. I looked at my wristwatch and it is 7:30 pm, I looked at the ceiling.
"This is life, Blaire," I said out of the blue.
"Y-yeah. This is our life." I looked at someone who spoke. It was just luke so I look at the ceiling again.
"You know, Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were to go through our life without any obstacles, we would be crippled. We would not be as strong as what we could have been."
"I know, that's why we ended up like this. Life is so ironic to understand fully, it takes sadness to know what is happiness. Noise to distinguish silent and a broken heart to find true love."
I chuckled. "I'm sorry for what daddy did to you. I also didn't expect it. So, I'm sorry."
Luke suddenly stood up so I immediately got up from lying down out of concern. He sat down beside me and held my hand.
Why do we have ended up like this?
He smiled at me as his tears falling. "You don't have to say sorry for your father. He's right. I deserve that for hurting his baby."
My brows furrowed. "Luke, you probably heard what I said earlier, didn't you? You don't deserve to be tortured."
"I know and I heard it right and completely. If you tell me that you still love me, I'll be okay. I just want to talk to you, blaire."
I looked up because my tears trying to fall. When I'm okay I looked at him. "Why else? We don't have to anything to tal-"
"I'm leaving." He cut me off. I was shocked so my lips automatically parted.
"What?"
"I said I'm leaving... the day after tomorrow." I stood up and went to the kitchen and get a water then drank it straight.
What do I care if he leaves? Eh, that's better because I won't see him anymore. I took a deep breath before facing him. I didn't notice that he followed me. "So?"
"I just want... to be with you before I leave. Is it... okay with you?"
I leaned against the Island counter. "You know, this is so annoying. I said earlier that I can't even look at you from afar. But look at it now, we're facing each other and talking."
"Then, what does it mean? Will you agree to be with me before I leave?" He asked. I looked away and bit my lower lip.
I looked straight into his eyes. "No. I just help you from my father because I felt pity."
"But you said, you still love me right?" He held my hand. "Tell me, say it again."
I looked at his hand holding mine and I pursed my lips. I removed his hand from mine and left there, I walked straight out of his unit.
Why would I do that? Why would I say it again? As if I did say that. Well, I said it
I stopped in front of the elevator and wait to open. But I saw luke running towards me, then he grips my hand.
"Why did you leave? Why don't you tell me? Say it! Say that you still love me after what I've done to you. That's all I need right now."
I violently pulled my hand away and laughed softly. "Why would I say it? You know, I never say those words to a cheater. You're just mistaken from what you've heard."
He frowned. "No! We both know you said that. Why don't you admit it?"
"Because I have nothing to admit or tell you! I just help you from my father because I felt pity. Look at yourself, you look like a mess." I approached him closely and look directly into his eyes. "Luke... you better stop this right here, right now."
He smirked. "Why? Tell me... do you still love me... or you still feel that freaking pity of yours? Or maybe, did you really love me from the start? Tell me!"
I suddenly slapped him so hard. "Don't ever asking me again if I really love you from the start. You don't know what I'm feeling for you then. The courage to ask me if I really loved you. Why, isn't everything I've shown and made you feel enough? Is that why you cheated on me and hurting me like this? Huh?"
"I-I'm sorry, Blaire. I just thought that... you just felt pity on me when you saved me from your dad."
I looked up to stop the tears from falling. I shouldn't cry in front of him. I'm strong enough to stop myself from being marupok again.
"Luke... It was all pity, of course! Well, I don't want my father to have dirty hands because of torturing you."
The tears fell to his cheeks. "W-what?"
I smirked. "Oh, wait! I'm not that bad so I cooked you dinner. You should eat and rest after all." 
Fortunately, the elevator opened. It took a while for the elevator to open. I went in and faced him, I looked directly into his eyes as a tear drop on my cheek.
"Meeting you," I looked down before pressed the button, "was an April fools, Luke."