A D A M
I think I have almost ten glasses of vodka already. I feel my head spin around the room. But I can see Naya and that guy in the coffee shop laughing, smiling talking, perhaps flirting too. Why does it hurt so bad to watch someone you love laugh with someone else. It's been three months and it hurts me knowing she jas moved on. 
This is what I wanted for her. Why can't I be happy? She deserves this. I deserve to see it. I deserve this pain. My prayer was for her to be happy with or without me by her side but I didn't understand now that I'm seeing the evidence of her being happy, it break my heart again. 
I wasn't supposed to see it. I was inside the coffee shop but I didn't recognize her with short hair. She looks so beautiful in that hair.  The moment I was outside and look inside, I recognize her smile. It's been three months since I saw her smile. 
I wonder how long she's been dating that guy. They look so happy enjoying each other's company. I wish I am that guy. 
“Chloe?” I stop touching her waist. 
She spreads her legs in front of me. She looks me in the eyes. Her lips have been red from kissing. “Yes?” She whispers. 
“Why do girls cut their hair when they want to move on?” 
“What? Why are you asking this kind of question?” There's an annoying sound in her voice as she tries to reach and kiss me again but I turn my head to another side to prevent her lips from touching mine. 
“Why do you think they do it?” 
“Because they want to look good when they move on?” She's asking instead of answering. Silly girl. 
I'm so drunk right now. My eyes are halfway close already. But she feels so good about me. I kiss her for distraction. I kiss her so I can don't think about Naya and her boyfriend. 
Chloe removes my shirt but I don't allow her. Instead, I remove her clothes and start kissing her body from up to down. She makes a sound when I reach her stomach. 
“Adam, you have to get naked.” 
I shake my head. “Not yet.” 
But before I can proceed to what I'm doing, I hear a knock on the door. Chloe pushes me away and gets under the covers. Ignore it because I'm too lazy to see who it might be. The knob jingles and none of us get the door. Another knock comes in. Chloe just rolls he eyes as if she's only waiting for it to be gone. 
“Probably some amateur girl.” She throws a blanket off of her and continues straddling me. “Maybe a naive girl like Naya.” 
When her name comes out of her I quickly stand to my feet. Naya. Oh no. Naya. My girl. She's going to be pissed seeing me this way. What did I do?
I'm so stupid doing this to her. I can't believe I have Chloe naked in front of me. 
I swing myself away from her and open the door wide.  But little did I know the next person I would face is the one I never had to see for three months and the only person I have truly missed. 
“Adam?” Her eyes spotted me in the doorway but as soon as that happens they land on the person behind me. The last person she will want to see naked. 
I watch her feature grow excited and get disappointed. 
As if I am not drunk at all. As if I cannot move either because I can't even lift a finger to touch her. I just watch her dart those eyes back to mine and the way they look makes it easy to look away. I just have to. I feel shamed. I feel stupid for doing this to her. 
The next thing I know she slaps me hard across the face. I feel it burn on my skin. She's marking it on how a coward I am. How she will never forgive me. How painful this moment is for both of us for the next hours, days, months, and years.
“How could you do this to me?” Her voice shakes. I am still unable to move. “Adam? Tell me. Talk!” She wipes her running tears away from her face but there's too much that she gives up. 
“Naya...” It's hard to find the words. 
“I thought you loved me, Adam.” She says in a frail voice. “But you left me. You left me with nothing. No goodbye. No words.” Naya touches my hand. Our skin burns each other. Her touch that I long for is here but I just can't move myself because of embarrassment, and extreme heart-wrenching guilt. “But I still love you all this time. But now this is my chance to goodbye.”
She shakes, crying the pain that has been granted for three months. “I love you so much.”  
She runs and I want to catch her. But she's moving too fast. My eyes are fixed on the ground. Fighting the urge to run after her but she said its time to say goodbye. I want to apologize and fix this for her. For us. But I am scared that won't ever happen again. 
A turned around slowly but when I heard a loud crash and some scream from downstairs, I know that something is wrong. My heart drops to the floor,  lifeless again. 
I run downstairs as fast as I can manage. When I reach the living room the music has been down. Everyone is gathered outside. Too many people in here. I didn't remember any of their faces except for Cannon's. She eyes me as they are full of tears. Her hands are smeared with blood. 
“Adam!” It's an echo in my ears. I can't hear what everyone is saying but hers. “It's Naya!” She screams at me but it's the kind of scream you don't want to hear. A scream I am ever scared to accept. 
I remember her words, clearly. “I love you so much.” Before she ever let go of my hand. She said that to me a few minutes ago. I try to keep my emotion calm and collected. I just have to know if all of this is real. 
My gaze roams around the room and they all give me a way to the very person lying in blood on the street. Unconscious. I stop walking. But I don't stop the tears. I just wished I am not seeing this right now. I wish I have said the words, “I love you, still.” 
But I didn't. 
I drop my knees to the floor in front of Chloe holding Naya in her arms. She allows me to hold her. “They're on their way.” She tells me before standing up. “Adam, it's too late,” she cries. I feel her hand on my shoulder. I try not to pretend I didn't hear her say the words.
I wish I could die with her. “Naya, please don't do this to me. I can explain. Please, just wake up. Wake up, Naya.” I whisper to her as I hold her close to me. “Please, don't leave me. Don't let me be alone and lonely.”