Chapitre 4: Skyler
LUNA
When I put all my leftovers in the bag, I put them on my shoulder.
"Where are you going?"
I stopped when I heard that cold voice. I slowly turned around. "I'm leaving, Dylan."
He leaned on the door jamb. "You're staying at Hotel Vega, right?"
My eyes widened. "How..."
"How many times do I have to tell you?" He approached me and stood in front of me. "That if I'm going to hell, I'll take you with me."
"I don't want to, Dylan."
"It doesn't matter how you feel, Luna. I don't care. You will live here in this house, with me." This promise is weak but strong.
"I'm scared of things you can still do to me. You treat me like trash, your friends almost raped me— I don't know, Dylan. I'm tired." I couldn’t stop sobbing.
His gaze went to my arm again. I winced as he gently touched it. I just watched his expression change.
But before long his face went blank again and let go of my hand. "I've already called the hotel. They'll deliver your stuff here tomorrow."
"Dylan, this isn't right anymore."
"The pain you feel cannot compare to what I felt when she broke up with me." After he said that he left my room.
Two days later I was surprised when he invited me to a business party and bought me a dress. That was the first time I received something from him.
"Come on, Luna. Don't let Papa embarrass us." Dylan said emphatically to me as we entered the hotel where the business party was being held.
All investors, business partners and directors were there at the party so we shouldn’t get lost. They said they wanted to meet the wife of Reyes' only heir because some of them did not attend the wedding. After all, Dylan had recovered from his fever two days ago, the doctor allowed him to go to the party.
I just nodded here and put my left hand on his arm. I took a deep breath to calm my aching heart. I only touch Dylan once but it gets worse when my heart speeds up.
As soon as we entered, many people approached Dylan. They greet and say hello. Dylan slowly removed my hand from his arm unnoticed by his interlocutors. I put my hands on my side and smiled hard at those who were talking to me so that I seemed to be listening even though I could not understand what they were talking about.
The gaze of an elderly man fell on me. One side of its lip rose and engulfed my whole being. "You must be..."
"I'm Luna, Sir." I reached out one of my hands here to shake hands, but he took it and put it on his lips. Ew. This is disgusting.
"You have a very stunning wife, Mr Reyes." He says that it doesn't take his eyes off me.
Dylan just smiled at him and the attention returned to the interlocutors. I looked at the man again and he was still looking at me. The feathers rose because of what I could see in his eyes. I looked up at Dylan but he didn't care even though I was already staring into the man's eyes. I hid a little behind Dylan to hide half of my body.
I relaxed as Dylan said goodbye to them to go to the two adults sitting near us. I followed Dylan as he walked towards it. We sat down and the three started talking. They are married. And they have been married for thirty years. The sweetness of the two of them is still obvious.
What will my future be with Dylan if Camille doesn't come back? I took a deep breath and looked at Dylan while smiling at his interlocutor. He doesn't look at me, he doesn't talk to me, but I know he feels for me.
"Mrs Reyes? Luna?"
Dylan nudged me weakly and looked sharply. I slumped in my seat. "H-Huh?"
"Pay attention, Luna. Damn it." Dylan whispered. Just enough for me to hear.
"S-Sorry." I cleared my throat and looked at the couple. "Ah, I'm sorry?"
"Business talk bores you, hija?" Said the lady.
"Ah, No. Not really." I answered quickly.
"She finished Business Administration, Mr Martinez." Dylan groaned.
I bowed. Camille graduated with a B.A. I am a designer, like Mama. Cam didn't like B.A., Papa just forced her because he would inherit all his property. I also have an heir but, can I still expect big? Dad thinks I'm stupid because I just finished designing.
"That's wonderful!" Said the gentleman. Suddenly a gentle song rang out. "Oh, wait... Nice song. Excuse us."
"Invite your wife to dance too, Dylan." The lady said as she stood up to dance with her husband.
Dylan just nodded and smiled. They stood up and Dylan left us. Then Dylan stood up and left me without saying a word. It went to a pile of businessmen.
I took a deep breath. What else can I expect? Will she be sweet to me here at the party? It's not bad to assume, is it?
I also got up and started walking inside the hotel. I have talked to other women I think is approachable. Since designing is what I finished, I gave them advice on what matters to them or what 'they don't wear. The others are offended but the others are just fine with them.
I said goodbye to my interlocutor and went out of the hotel. There is a gazebo and there are small falls in the middle, so it looks cold in the place. I stood at the falls and watched the waterfall there. It’s relaxing to look at that. I looked up at the sky. Nice! Full moon.
"Nice. It's a full moon." Someone with a baritone voice spoke behind me.
I looked at it. My eyes widened as I recognized the man who owned the voice. "Y-You— When— Since... What?!"
He smiled at my reaction. "Good evening to the most stunning lady right in front of me."
"I'm the only woman in front of you right now, Skyler." Yes, he's here. Finally. Skyler. It's been a long time.
He inserted one hand into the pocket of his slacks. "I know ten years's been a long time but I figured you'd wait for me."
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"So, are you leaving? When are you going to tell me?" I heard his teammates talking on the soccer field. It turns out that he is going to Canada and that is where he will continue his college.
Skyler's my boyfriend. We're only nine months together but will he leave me right away? Did I think there was nothing left?
"I-I don't dare to tell you." He touched both my shoulders. "But, Babe—"
"Are you going to leave me?"
"No. No. I won't. Never. I love you so much." He said and kissed me on the forehead.
If he does not leave, he will not be able to fulfil his dream of becoming a famous soccer player. Maybe he will blame me in the end for why his dream was thwarted. And I don’t want that to happen.
"Skyler, I don't want to be an obstacle to your dreams. I know you want to be the best football player." I cupped his jaw and looked straight into his eyes. I smiled sadly. "I'm just here."
"Wait for me. I'll be back. Promise." He hugged me tightly. "Wherever I am, if you need me, I'll come, babe."
"Yes. I'll wait for you."
"Luna, I want you to remember this. I love you. Whatever happens, it will stay that way. I will come back to you. Whatever happens, I will come back to you."
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I averted my eyes from it. "Let us not talk about the past, Skyler."
"You've never changed, my love. You're still the warm-hearted girl I loved and still love. I can feel it." I was alarmed as he slowly approached where I was.
I cannot understand myself. I can’t move my feet away from it. "Sky."
I sighed when he hugged me tightly. "I missed you so much."
"Don't, Sky." I tried to push him. "I'm married—"
"You're married to Dylan Reyes. I know." He moved a little away from me. He used his index finger to lift my face and line our eyes. "You love him?"
Although I was shocked by what he said, I recovered immediately. "Yes. But he— it's a long story, Skyler. I-I need to go back."
I was about to pass him, but he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of him again.
I saw the sadness in his eyes. "You forgot about me? Didn't I say I'll get back to you? Why can't you wait, Luna?"
I bowed. "I-I saw you forgot about me too."
I heard it had a girlfriend there. Sometimes I called him, and his Manager Shaun answered my call and told me that he has a new girl named.
At first, I didn’t believe it. But one day I just watched it on television with a woman, it had a lot of pictures with the woman. One of them shocked me, the photo of them kissing. At the same time, we lost communication.
"How can I forget the only girl I fell in love with?"
I averted my eyes from him. "I-I fell out of love, Sky."
"Yeah. I can see that." He says sarcastically.
"Sky—"
"You looked lonely. You seem to cry anytime. Let me guess, your father?" He touched both my cheeks and looked me straight in the eyes.
Comfort. This is what I have been looking for for a long time and now I just felt it again. In Skyler's arms. I felt a familiar warmth. Only now did I notice how much I missed Sky.
I suddenly hugged him. My tears flowed automatically. Ever since it disappeared, I have had nothing to pour out of resentment, nothing to comfort me. I miss my best friend.
"I'm sorry. I ruined your suit." I laughed said while holding the polo part of it.
I walked away from here and turned around to fix myself. When I faced the doorway, he was looking at me intently. Even if it doesn't speak, I can see its astonishment. It was looking at my arm that was still a little red from the rupture. It turns out that the makeup I put there is gone. It's not so painful anymore! I hid it behind me. He opened his mouth, but I preceded him in speaking.
I sneezed. "Sky, I need to go back. M-Maybe Dylan is looking for me."
"When can I see you again?" He said seriously and held my hand.
"I don't know, Sky. Please, let me go."
"I have my ways, Luna. I'll have you again," he said determinedly and let go of my hand.
I turned away from it. "I waited for you, Sky. But I can't wait that long. I'm sorry." I said before going inside again. Admit it, we will never be the same.
When I entered, I went straight to the comfort room to retouch. My make-up was messed up because I cried earlier. I let my guards down. Damnit! But it's just Skyler, isn't it? He understands.
No one inside. They are likely busy talking or dealing with others. It's only a once in a lifetime opportunity to be invited to parties like this. There are many recognizable tycoons all over the world.
I heard the woman growled. Am I haunted? When I looked at the far cubicle it was obvious there were two people there.
What the heck! Go to the comfort room. No manners! Didn’t they know it was a public toilet? Grabe! How can they say—
"Oh, Dylan..." I stiffened because I heard the woman's name moan.
I quickly locked the comfort room door before anyone else could enter. Is it up to here? Does he no longer choose a place?
Finally, the door of such a cubicle also opened. First came out the woman with messy hair and make-up. I stood up straight as the man followed. I was no longer surprised. He was even more surprised to see me, but his expression immediately returned to the cold.
"Oh. It's your wife." She said as its eyes hovered all over me. It went in with the mirror and fixed itself. "See you, Dylan." Dylan did not speak. It just nodded. Take it out.
I sneezed and took a deep breath. "I-I'll just wait for you outside."
"Wait."
I stopped and faced it. "Why?"
"Fix my necktie." He commanded.
I looked at its necktie removed from the tie. I came over here and started fixing that. I kept our distance. As much as possible, don't let it stick to me. Every human patience has a limit.
"Why do you seem to hate me? Come closer, Luna." He grabbed my arm, but I immediately removed his hand from there.
His eyebrows met. I hastened to fix its necktie and then turned away. Even before I could get out it pulled my arms and pressed me against the wall.
"Let me go, Dylan!" I'm sick of it.
"You're fighting now, huh?" he says angrily. I could smell the wine on his breath.
"Get your filthy hands off me! You disgust me!" Sometimes we must fight because the pain is too much.
He smirked. "Filthy, huh?!"
"Let me go, Dylan! It hurts"
"You just saw your man and became brave."
Eyes widened. "How—"
"You thought I didn't see it?" He laughed sarcastically.
I was scared to see the anger in his eyes. "Sto—"
He touched my hair. I almost closed my eyes when I felt my scalp tingle. "When someone else sees you, you will ruin my reputation and I will drag you deeper in hell. Do you understand?! What is your answer?"
"Yes. Please, let me go." I beg you.
"Good." He left me and went back to the party.
I adjusted myself. My tears still flow when I remember what Dylan did. I felt my chest tighten so I immediately took my inhaler inside the purse.
When I came out, I immediately looked for Papa. He was talking to Dylan. My whole body went cold when the eyes of the two landed on me. Dylan smiled and approached me.
I shuddered when he touched me. "Scared? That's good."
Though trembling with fear I let it touch me. I smiled hard as we got closer to where Dad was. "H-Hi, 'Pa."
I can see in his actions that he is just forced to hug me. "If you meet your man, make sure no one sees you. You're embarrassing me." He whispered loudly in front of my ear.
My eyes widened. I stayed away from him. "N-No, Pa. I can explain—"
"Did anyone else see them, Dylan?"
"No more. Just the Sandoval couple." Dylan replied and gave me a sharp look.
"You see that?! It's better not to be taken to events like this. Even Dylan's last name, you're taking it down!" He said in an angry voice. Fortunately, there aren't too many people around us because they're starting to turn around.
It’s always me. If you only knew 'Pa. I envy people who have caring father. I thought dad was the daughter's saviour. I just bow to what it says.
"That's enough, 'Pa. I'll take care of him." Dylan stopped.
Dad took a deep breath and swallowed his senses. "That's good. That woman will kill me."
How many more times can I tell myself I can still do it? How much longer can I endure?
Cadeaux
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