A stranger walked in to my car. He sat there talked a lot, about his feelings, about what apparently supposed to relate to me. I did not understand a single word, or did I relate. He stared straight in front. Never a second turn to look at me. I sat quietly beside, looking him in the eye. Trying to find my standing.
Suddenly I realised, he was the person I've been going out with for the past 3 years, 6 months, 11 days. Suddenly it occurred to me; this scenario, it happened before. The words he said, the look on the face. He wanted me to hate him.
I started arguing. Blabbering.
I don't know if he noticed, but in my insane, unsound state of mind, I knew that I said so many things that contradicted myself. It seem it didn't matter. No one was listening.
He uttered even more words. Suddenly, I felt anger for the first time in a long while. Suddenly, I had so much strength. I hit a person for the first time. I hit so hard; I think I wanted hit the evilness away. I was shouting for him to leave the car, but I was holding on to him so tight.
My heart never felt a pain like this. I knew this evil person was not the person I knew. It's not this face, not this voice. I was lost.
In that second, I broke down. I didn't know what I was fighting for anymore. All my courage and righteousness abandoned me.
He left the car along with them.
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I sat at the other door, wondering what the hell just happened.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar comforting voice outside my door. The one that made sure everything would be alright. The one that I knew I could count on. It was 大圆圆.
Did I hit the evilness away?
He scooted me in to the car, and sat right behind me. His big arms pulled me into him. A spot that I was so familiar with. For a while, everything just felt so right.
Turns out, we are both just selfish people holding on to what we want. Both thinking we need to move on, that it would be for the best for both of us. But still... unsure if the brave front we are each putting on will crumble one day.
I guess, we are both waiting for someone right to come along. Some one special who would lead us out of the black-and-white. I haven't, I guess he didn't too.
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From this night forward, again, we changed from Charles and Chelsea to...
Charles, and Chelsea.
