Dylan and I went straight to the house. He just ask someone to deliver the item to San Vicente that should have been dropped. When we got inside Dylan quickly grab me so I fell on the bed as he ran after me.
"You asshole!" I said annoyed because my foot hit the corner of the bed. But he just smile and kissed me on the lips. I kiss him back while holding his nape but he stop.
"You didn't even tell me that your ex came from abroad." I couldn't answer what he said so I pushed him. Is he referring to Jr? How did he know that he is the one I am talking before?
"What are you saying?" I asked maliciously and then stood up. "Who's ex?"
"The man earlier in the waiting shed, isn't he the one you're telling me about who left you and went abroad?" he said then got up and headed to the small refrigerator. “Isn’t he?”
"I don't know what you're saying." I said without looking at him. I got up and took a beer out of the fridge also and started drinking.
"I know you, Mia, so don't lie to me. I know that he is the man that you always talking before. The man that once your strength but later leave you."
"How sure you are? You didn't saw him."
"Action speaks louder than words. And he would not dare to hold you in front of me if you two are not close. And far as I know, you don't have any closed guy. The only guy that has been close to you is your ex."
"He is, but I'm not his ex because we haven't been in a relationship. We have a mutual feelings I guess, but we never been into relationship."
"He just wants to talk to you, and you are acting like you don't know him." Dylan knew about Jr. even before we were or even before he courted me. We became friends before we became lovers and I almost told him everything about me, including Jr. I tell him everything about us. How we started and how ended. How he left me, and I suffered after he leave me.
“Talk for what? We talked before he left and that was over when he left.” Then I groaned again and went to bed and sat there.
‘Fuck, I’m fine, why did he show up?’
"You're still weak until now, I thought you were brave." I looked at him wickedly then reached for a stainless steel glass not far away. It hit his forehead so he also threw it back at me to hit my shoulder.
"You do it first, so don't complain." Sometimes I thought, who among us is the masochist and who is the sadist. Because we both get hurt and we both get happy when we get hurt. It's not a heavy pain but sometimes it has bruises without us noticing. Annoyed, I just lay down on the bed. I could feel him sitting next to me.
"Do you still love him?" Dylan asked me then lay down next to me and held my hand. I didn’t answer his question because I didn’t know what to answer. "I'm asking you if you still love him?"
Do I even love him? During the time he was away I felt like I had forgotten him. At least once he never crossed my mind because I was more focused on the problem.
But now that I saw him it was as if everything came back to my memory of our past. What we were and all we have been together.
"Does that matter?" I don't seem to like to talk because it looked like someone was warning me. He just smiled at me and pulled me close to him then hugged me tightly.
“No, because what matters to me is what makes you happy. I love you and remember I'm still here.”
"After all do you think I'll throw you out because he came back?"
"No matter how long we've been together, Mia, if you're not happy you can be free."
"It's not in the length of the relationship, Dylan, but in the depth and who was by my side when I needed sympathy."
“You will not decide that but your heart. The brain loses when the heart becomes stronger.”
I couldn't stop crying because of what he said. I was happy before he came back. I really thought he had no effect on me but I will admit when I saw him it was like I wanted to cry suddenly in front of him and tell him what I went through as I always did to him before.
“I told you, you are still weak. That ass just came back to make you cry. Do you want me to punch him?” I slapped his chest lightly even though I had sunk my face. “Just a joke, I don't want to hurt you.”
"Don't leave me, Dy,"
“That’s not going to happen, I told you, isn’t it? As long as you need me I’m just here unless you go away voluntarily.” One of the things I am thankful for despite all the turmoil that has happened in my life is that I met Dylan.
"That won't happen," I said then looked at him and kissed him. I love him but I know Jr. also has space in my heart.
"I know, since I'm handsome and even fresher than your ex, you should just choose me,"
"I told you, I'm not his ex,"
“Ok. But you have a sin.”
"What sin?"
"You met Marlon." I smiled and kissed him again. “So you have a punishment,” he said.
"What punishment?"
"This," he then crushed me with a kiss that I reciprocated. This alone makes us happy. When we knew that we were about to be taken to the heat, we also deliberately separated and just went to take a shower, I just didn't know about him. One of the things I admire about Dylan is that I know it's very hard for him to control his desires but even so, he still respects me.
"Thanks, Dy,"
"To what?"
"With love, understanding, respect, and all."
"I love you so I can do everything for you." He kissed me on the forehead. "Even if I'm an ass and sometimes I hurt you, I will kiss if someone will try to hurt you, Mia."
"I know, so I am behaving too,"
"Behave, you're going to Marlon,"
"I'm sorry,"
"Punishment again." And we kissed each other's lips again.