"Hey!" shouted Rossie, as she ran up and hugged me. She was saturated, but I didn't mind. All I had been hearing for the past few days was screaming from the mistress. She didn't care that I had been hurt. What she did care about, however, was the fact that now she had to stay home with me instead of going out and checking new Hollywood stars out. Almost every single second of the day, she would say, "You were an accident, you know that? If it weren't for that handsome, cute, smart, tall...anyways, bastard, I would never have had you! You know that? I made a simple mistake and ended up with you!!" Whenever she said that, I would feel a thousand daggers stabbing at my heart, but I never said anything or showed any tears.
"Erm...Liz, back to Earth...Liz!" said Rossie. I had drifted off, as I often do.
Crucifixion of St. Peter by Caravaggio. The early ...
Ben Arthur – or The Cobbler – and Ben Narnain
Deutsch: Münster, Petrus-Skulptur, Überwasserkir..."Yeah, is there a problem?" I replied.
"Well..."
"Well what?" Everyone knew how impatient I was.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to watch 1L of Tears with me. It's a true Japanese story which was once a real girl's diary...I know you've never seen a Japanese drama or movie before, but this is really good. Plus, you need to rest a lot too," she said. Oh no...I loved Asian movies and dramas...I was obsessed with them! Once I started watching it, I wouldn't be able to stop...Still...
"Sure, I'll watch it with you. When do we start?" I asked.
"Whenever you're free...I have nothing on tomorrow, so do you want to come over?"
"Wait. Since it's a Saturday, don't you have piano lessons with John?"
"Who?!" she exclaimed, grabbing the attention of those who were around us.
"John...Your brother?"
"Oh! Thought you said Jay. Anyway, it was...