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ECHOES OF MY HEART

THE LOVE STORY OF GERALD AND MILLICENT BEGINS AT CHILDHOOD. AT THAT AGE, GERALD KNEW LESS THE KIND OF LOVE MILLICENT HAS FOR HIM. HAVING BEING POOR AND BORN BY A SINGLE SICK MOTHER, GERALD TRAVELS OUT TO SEEK FOR A JOB AND LOSSES HIS MOTHER. THE STRUGGLE, TOIL, AND ADVENTURE BRINGS HIM BACK TO MILLICENT BUT HE HAS TO FIGHT HARD TO WIN HER HEART AGAIN. CAN HE WIN HER HEART? WHY DOES HE EVEN HAVE TO FIGHT FOR HER LOVE? THE BOOK CONTAINS SEXUAL SCENES, VIOLENCE AND TRAUMA. YOUR MENTAL HEALTH IS CAUTIONED!!!

CLEAN_NE · Adolescente
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4 Chs

GONE!

Gerald's POV:

Armando! My mum!

"Don't worry, I know the hospital, let's go there." He offered. The three of us rushed outside. We run like never before and in no time, we reached the hospital. Nurses and doctors moved to and fro as if they had batteries in them. 'Where's my mother, please?' I asked a nurse who passed by me.

"What's her name, little man?

'She's Bemonte Rose but I call her Mum.' "Follow me."

Reaching where she was talking me, a doctor stoped us and begun questioning me about my father. Well, I had no answer to give him since I knew nothing about him. 'I just want to meet my mother!' I exclaimed. I saw my mother laying down on a bed when he opened the door earlier. My stubbornness made me push the doctor, got inside and hugged my mother gently. Her body seemed cold. Her heart wasn't beating like it always did whenever I I hugged her while she sleep.

This is different. 'Why is her heart not beating, is she in comma? Why is she not breathing too?' The nurse looked at my face and just cried. I got what she was communicating. I screamed and wailed out of pain. My heart hurt as if I was being stabbed. My head hurt as if I was being hit with a mallet of hell.

I woke up the next at the same hospital, right in my mother's bed.

'Welcome, Gerald." Lilly whispered and hugged me tightly. I couldn't control my tears. My only person of interest was gone. I had only followed this man to Brazil to work and even can't find his whereabouts.

Few hours later, I was discharged. I didn't want to go back home; I was afraid of the poisonous memories I would recall.

Five years later, after Lilly and Armando's parents had helped me complete High, I had a scholarship a university in London. Nothing triggered me to go to university. I lived with the memories of mother and not her in person. One thing I was excited about was getting lost from Lilly. My affection for her was too low than she expects from me. I wasn't ready to fall in love with her, besides she's Armando's step sister and he loves her. I could see from his unpredictable behaviors whenever he saw us together.

"Are you leaving for school today?" Lilly asked as she watched me get my luggage ready.

'I told you yesterday, weirdo.'

"But I never thought it would be so early."

"Whatever." I always treated her a bit harsh. I just wanted her to hate me but the more I try to provoke her, the more she loved me desperately. For me, I vehemently disagreed to lat myself fall in love with her.

"I have something for." She offered my own diary; the diary I left at where I never wanted to back. She actually brought the whole agony I didn't want to me. I felt like crushing her to hell, but her innocent face did not allow me to do that. Most of the times, whenever she tried doing me good, it turned out to hurt me. Maybe, she was just an lucky girl.

"No wonder you are a step sister. You are just a bad luck and I'm leaving you for good!" I cried while I cling the diary to my chest. The contents in there were my mother. Seeing Lilly sober due to my words, I felt sad for her. This time, I felt bad for being rude on her but she still came up to me. To make things fine, I kissed her for the first time hoping she would stop crying. The perk kiss did nothing, she held me herself and did the kissing she had longed for.

"Gerald, what's going on here?"

'Wait, Armando! I can explain. It's not what you think.' He angrily went out banging the door behind him.