The Sorrow in Your Eyes, comment plz? |
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The Sorrow in Your Eyes, comment plz? |
Jan 13 2007, 09:28 AM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 50 Joined: 14-April 06 |
This is my first long fic, plz comment
![]() CHAPTER 1 May 20, 04 “Attention all passengers, the plane had landed onto Saigon, Vietnam airport. Please exit quietly and orderly. Thank you and have a nice day.” Tram lazily got off the plane and went to the baggage claim area to get her luggage. “Sh*t,” she cursed as one of her bags fell down the floor. People stared at me with consternation. “What you looking at?!?” she screamed. “Jeez, isn’t my life messed up enough?” [Seriously, I mean, would you feel happy and so carefree if you were in my place right now? Being sent--- forced to go to this stupid country by your own parents alone without giving you any reason whatsoever and being treated like trash in the family, would you say you’re enjoying every moment right now? My life is nothing but crap. It has been the same every day since I was 8 years-old…getting beat up by my so- called step- mother and feeling abominate by my real father. Even though my family was rich, I never thought once that money would buy happiness. I would rather live in a freaking tiny house and have a loving family rather than being rich and feel like a prisoner day from day! Everything would always favor my step- sister, Nhung, instead of me. The girl was perfect. She was intelligent, nice (in other people’s eyes), and beautiful. Every time I see her, I want to slap her. That b*tch, she took everything from me since the first day she came into my life. The only reason why I’m going to Vietnam is because I always wanted to get out of that dang house; now I want to get away from these dang people. They’re staring at me like I’m a psychopath. This is a disaster.] The sun was glaring down from the sky. The torrid temperature sweated Tram as she walked around the street in her baggy pant and T-shirt looking for a Taxi. As soon as she found one, she gave the driver the address where her dad had written on. The car stopped in front of a huge house 30 minutes later. The gate opened. Tram inhaled and exhaled deeply as she slowly walked in. “(Good evening, Miss Tram) Xin chao, co Tram,” an old woman appeared and immediately took her luggage and suitcases away. Inside the house was enormous; Tram’s house was nothing compare to this. There were four stories high; all around contained ancient paintings hanging on the wall, table sets, and silverwares in window glass cabinets. Every object was antique. The unruffled sounds were soon replaced by a calm voice standing behind her. “Hello Tram.” Tram turned around and saw five figures: a man, a woman, a teenage boy, and two twin girls. “Da chao co duong,” (Hello, aunt and uncle) Tram bowed. “I thought that you’re supposed to come tomorrow. I’m very sorry for the inconvenience that you had today.” “That’s alright uncle,” Tram said as she managed to smile. “Now, I know you are probably very disturb about this whole thing--- with everything happens so suddenly, but we want to let you know that we are very happy to have you as a new member in our family.” The man came over and placed his hands over her shoulders, “Tram, I’d like you to meet my wife, Tra. She will be preparing everything with you when the day comes.” Mr.Phong unexpectedly smiled widely. And of course, you know Tien … My daughters, Lien and Linh.” Tram curiously looked at their faces. She met all eyes except the guy, who were staring into the unknown space. Later, Tram was instructed to her room. There, she took a long, cool bath. [Hmm… finally I’m here… but I’m a bit confused. What was that old man kept yapping about? It better not be something stupid that my parents told them to do…] When it was still two hours before dinner, Tram went and explored the house. “Tsk, tsk… I can’t believe I’m marrying a hideous girl like you.” Tram looked back and saw Tien, leaning his back on the wall comfortably with hands crossed before his chest. He looked at Tram with disgust. His glaring eyes were cold like ice when he stared at her. “What?” Tram curiously looked at him, hoping what she had heard was not accurate. Tien stared at her, not believing what he saw. He chuckled. “I guess your parents didn't tell you huh? So they haven’t told you that you’ll be getting marry ---” “What?!” Tram shrieked with disbelief. “………..Well, (he laughed) let me fill you in, honey… Some years ago, your father and mine made an agreement that when you turn 19, they’ll marry you to me. For some reasons, they didn’t tell me why. I knew about his a year ago and persuaded them to end it but no use.” Tram was shocked, “what the heck?!!!”. She began cursing her parents as her eyes reddened and blocks of water filled her eyes. How could they do this to her? [So that’s why they sent me away… I’m nothing, nothing to them… I should’ve known…] She had known that this would come, but never realized that it was coming this soon. “Anyway, you can try to stop this marriage but I’m telling you, it’s impossible,” he spoke softly into Tram’s ear. “Now, I want to get this straight here. Two days from now, we’ll be leaving this house to live in my apartment. I don’t want you to bug into any of my business -----.” “Hey, BACK OFF! I don’t have any intentions on living with you, AND I’m not your servant so don’t tell me what to do! JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!” Tram snapped and ran off. [What the hell??---. I thought she would be different (the obedient type of a girl) but dang… she pisses me off! How am I suppose to live with that devil?!!] Tram returned to her room and slammed the door shut. She slowly took the phone near her bed and called her house as she wiped off her tears. “Who’s this?!!” A voice screamed over the phone. “This is Tram…” “Aiyah, why are you calling!?! …Do you know what time over here? Four o’clock in the morning! People are trying to sleep! Stop bothering us and –“ Tram: HEY!! I DON’T GIVE A DAMN! Are you playing a joke on me with this ‘marriage’ crap??? I swear, if--- “No sweetie, it’s real,” the woman snorted. “What more do you want from me??? I did everything you asked for, didn’t I? I obediently served you for the last 19 years of my life. How could you do this to me?? Why did you and dad send me away to marry a person that I don't even know?! Why didn't you tell me before sending me here? Do you think it’s funny to----” Tram was cut off by her step-mother’s laugh. “HAAHAH, well, you want to know?!? Because I. loathe. you. I want you to suffer… I want you out of my house… that was why I talked to your dad about your marriage. He agreed. You were never the daughter that your father and I wanted and it’s been great around the house withou you. Got it? Don’t ever call us again.” ---Beeeeep--- Tram threw the phone down, smashing it as hard as she could. She was infuriated. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to stop them. [That’s it huh… I guess that’s the reason why… why….why you people sent me here. What kind of rotten heart you people have? You never care about others… just yourself… the benefits that you’ll have….go to hell for all I care!! -Cries- …….I don’t want to marry him… I want to marry the person that I love, not some stupid @$$hole. But … but … but I can’t do anything. I don’t want to go back to my parents… if I leave this house, then I’ll be homeless… What am I going to do? What am I going to do??!! …I guess that’s it… I’ll have to marry him… Please God, help me!] |
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Jan 13 2007, 04:09 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 93 Joined: 24-October 06 From: fictionpress.com/u/557134 |
That was good. I can't wait til' you write more, post soon.
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Jan 13 2007, 11:58 PM
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AF Pro Group: Members Posts: 1,640 Joined: 10-June 06 From: 上海 |
that was good ^_^ more please
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Jan 15 2007, 12:53 PM
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Newbie Group: Members Posts: 7 Joined: 11-January 07 |
good story...keep on continuing...you should have gone to this website thats were you can post your stories writer and other peoples worte korean stories too... =)
This post has been edited by tru_girl: Jan 15 2007, 12:56 PM |
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Jan 17 2007, 08:53 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 50 Joined: 14-April 06 |
Thanks for the comment!!!
CHAPTER 2 May 22, 04 Tram closed the door behind her. She looked around the room in awe. [Dang… this apartment’s big… (sigh) Freedom, at least I have freedom now… no more criticizing from others.] Tram slept on her bed for nearly four hours. At 6 p.m., she woke up. Tram yawned and stretched her body as she walked out of her room, oblivious of the situation. “Cover your mouth, I don’t wanna smell you stinking breath in this house. You’re not the only one who’s living here.” Tien was sitting on the couch, gazing up at her with his dark, bitter eyes. “AHHHHH!! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU???” Tram screeched. “I’m your fiancée. Hit your head a couple of times then you’ll remember,” Tien sighed. [How did I end up with this girl?] “Oh yea…,” Tram scratched her head when she remembered what was happening. She took out a carton of milk and drank all that was left. Tram stood on the kitchen with one of her elbow on the counter and studied Tien as he watch TV. Tall… dark hair… deep brown eyes… muscular… red lips… cute dimples…. niceee looking… basically everything a girl would look for… [Except his attitude, so stuck up.] Tram went over and sat on the couch beside him. Tram: What cha watchin’? Tien: … (laughed at the comedy show) Tram: I asked, what are you watching? (Drooping close to his ear)… Tien: … (Still looked at the TV) Tram: You freak! Are you deaf?!! Tien: It’s called “Bring Down the House.” Satisfy? Now shut up. Five minutes later… Tram was laughing so hard by this time that her voice could had heard over 3 miles. [This girl’s strange. I’ve never seen a girl laughs so hard before. She even snorted, in front of a guy! Doesn’t she have any manner at all?] The show later ended. Tien: Are you gonna go prepare dinner? Tram: What? You crazy? … no way. Tien: You mean you don’t know how to cook? [Damn this girl.] Tram: I don’t, so what? Go cook yourself. I’m not hungry anyway. Tien: I can’t believe you. Do you even know how to do anything? Tram: Hey don’t look down on me too much; I know how to clean around the house. Bet you don’t even know how to hold a mop… -snort snort snort- Tien: Really… I’m surprise. Why would a rich girl like you clean houses? Tram: Because… [Because my step- mom made me… she tortured me everyday ‘til I lose all my strength when I couldn’t do anymore….] because I wanted to. Tien: Whoa, you’re freaky. Did u go to a special school for stupid kids when you were little? Tram: Wat?? You… I’m not stupid!! How dare you…. Tien: (Change the subject) Well… I guess we’ll just go out to eat then. Go get dress. Five minutes later… Tram went out wearing a loose pant, tennis shoes, and a long sleeve shirt like she usual does. Her hair was put up in a pony tail. “I thought I told you to wear a dress,” Tien frowned. Tram: Well, I dislike wearing dresses. Ya got a problem with that? Tien: Are you serious? [What in the world???~~~] I can’t believe MY fiancée is acting like this… you know every girl would kill to be in your place… Tram: … -snort- like I care… Tien: Behave. Tram: Whatever. They went to a restaurant called “Bright Moon”. As Tram and Tien walked in, all the waitresses looked at them. Tram looked at Tien and saw him giving the girls his sexy smiles… Tram: Urghh… I can’t believe you’re bringing you own fiancée here with all these ho*s around. [What a player…] Tien gave Tram a wicked laugh, “be thankful that I brought you here.” Tram: Yea yea whatever, I'm not gonna die because I don't eat dinner. Tien: Hey sweetie, could you tell Mr. Trung that I'm here to see him? “Yes Mr. Tien,” the young girl said in a seductive voice. Tien watched as the girl walked away. Tram rolled her eyes. |
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Jan 18 2007, 02:16 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 93 Joined: 24-October 06 From: fictionpress.com/u/557134 |
That was good. I can't wait til you write more, so um...WRITE MORE! xD
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Jan 18 2007, 02:18 PM
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AF Guru Group: Members Posts: 3,242 Joined: 25-October 05 From: WASHINGTON DC, USA |
yea write more even though i did not read any of those
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Jan 20 2007, 12:09 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 50 Joined: 14-April 06 |
CHAPTER 3
May 24, 04 Tram was mopping the floor when Tien walked into the house with a girl. She had her hands wrapped around Tien's. She glared at Tram with hatred, “who’s that?” “Oh that’s just my maid,” Tien said wearily. [That Tien…I’m gonna---] Tram: Heck no, I’m his fiance. The girl was stunned. Her mouth dropped open as Tram smiled to herself, enjoying the girl's reaction.. “Tien! What the hell?? Is that b*tch lying??” She said as Tien started to walk into his room. The girl turned to Tram and gritted her teeth, “I don’t know what you’re trying to pull here, but he’s my man, got it? Nobody’s gonna take him away from me, especially a low girl like you. B*tch!” Tram rolled her eyes, “Whatever, I don’t want him. You can have him for the rest of your life for all I care. I’m just living here, trying to enjoy my own life. Don’t mind me… you kids go have your little fun.” The girl: “What??? You---“ Tien: Let’s go, babe. Ignore her. The girl followed Tien as they walked out of the apartment. Tram sighed again. [Yep, my life is officially over.] This post has been edited by swtazian4: Jan 20 2007, 12:10 PM |
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Jan 20 2007, 07:11 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 93 Joined: 24-October 06 From: fictionpress.com/u/557134 |
Hm. I feel kinda bad for her. But that was pretty funny, write more next time! [that was like a minute's worth of reading, i was so psyched that you reposted too...] :P
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Jan 20 2007, 09:42 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 50 Joined: 14-April 06 |
Hahah so sorry. I felt bad after posting chapter 3. That was very short
CHAPTER 4 Two months later… *** I have been taking a cooking class for 1 month, just to waste time. Tien has been bragging about how I don’t cook and how it’s a responsibility for a woman to take care of her husband and other crap … He doesn’t even come home often! Most times he stays over his friends’ house, and who knows what he’s been doing with his girls? That moron really gets on my nerves… But I must admit that cooking is really fun, because now, I can eat all the food that I cook without following that stupid bastard to every freaking restaurant MUAHahahaa!*** August 24, 04 ***News about the engagement of Tien and Tram has been spreading throughout Vietnam. People came to the Nguyen’s (Tien’s family) family and congratulated the couple. Reporters have been trying to interview Tien about his relationship with Tram. He ignored their interrogations. Women were infuriated because Vietnam’s one of the greatest bachelor was taken away and they were curious who the lucky girl was. But little did they know how unhappy and miserable both the couple endured.*** 9 a.m. -Ring ring ring- Tram stirred around her bed, defiant to wake up. The doorbell kept ringing. She grumpily woke up and opened the door. A bright face greeted her. “Good morning dear! Get ready to go shopping! Tien called today and asked me to buy you new clothes!! Isn’t that nice? Oh my! I’m so anxious to see you in a dress! Come on now honey, get going. Today’s going to be very exciting!!” Tram had an urged to shut the woman’s mouth up but she stopped herself. [Why is this happening to me???!!! Why???] Tram went to the restroom and did everything in three minutes. That was a new record for her. The restroom resulted in a mess, but she didn’t care. -Sigh- [Let’s do this and get it over with.] First, Tram and her mother-in-law went into a famous clothing store called “MJ”. For two hours, Tram tried on more than 300 clothes in the store. She kept grumbling to herself. Tram dressed and undressed for the millionth time. Thinking of ways to torture Tien when she sees him somewhat brighten up her spirit. “Mrs. Nguyen, may I ask a question?” Tram inquired. “Go ahead dear, it'd be better if you call me mother,” she smiled. Tram: Mo-ther... why do I have to buy all this dresses? Is it for some special occasions coming up? Mrs. Nguyen: Oh no, not at all. Those are just your everyday clothes. ^_^ [What? How can they be my daily clothes when they’re so freaking uncomfortable!!!] “Do I really have to???” Tram groaned. “Tien will be the president of Chuong’s Company when your father- in- law retired and soon, there’ll be reporters following you and investigating you every step. You must act like a lady or else our family’s reputations will be ruined. Ohhh, I remember when I first married Mr. Nguyen blah blah blah….” Finally, Tram bought 30 dresses, 20 skirts, 40 shirts, and 10 tight jeans, just to make her mother- in- law happy. [Muhahaha….like I would wear those!!] Next, they went to the jewelry store and bought couple of rings, bracelets, necklaces, and purses. And last, the hair salon. Tram’s long, straight hair was now trimmed down. When it was finished, Tram couldn’t even recognize herself… *** That evening, Mrs. Nguyen insisted that I should cook something for Tien when he returns home from work. She also picked out a dress that I should wear to ‘suprise’ him… and yes, you know very well that this hurt my pride very much. (Sigh) It’s just so amazing how your life can turn upside down when you married to the most famous, handsome guy in Vietnam.*** Tram was sitting on the couch, watching TV when Tien entered. He searched around the room and saw Tram. Tien’s eyes grew wider, his mouth dropped as he came closer to her… all he could see in his eyes were the image of a beautiful girl… a different, stunning girl that took his breath away first glance. “Hey you’re home,” Tram said awkwardly as she looked at Tien. Tram walked into the kitchen as she noticed Tien’s eyes glued on her. “Yea...,” Tien mumbled. “Dinner’s ready so let’s eat,” Tram said vaguely. There was silence for 10 minutes. The sounds of their teeth clattering took control. Tien: That dress and hair style fit you. Tram: …….. Tien: Thank God that I asked my mother to take you go to shopping today before the engagement party or else--- Tram’s anger rose. Tram: What? Or else what?!! Is that what you always do?! Make fun of other people? Or just me?! Well you know wat? I don’t care! I don’t f*cking care what people think about me, because… [No one ever notices me…] I’m tired of all your bs, it’s enough. Tien: No….. I didn’t mean --- Tram: Save it, don’t waste your breath. Tram stormed out of the kitchen and slammed the door in her room. [Dang it. I guess my joke wasn’t funny. She took them so seriously jeezz…. Should I go apologize? … Hmm… this food is good. Did she made this?? ….That girl’s so unpredictable….] Tien walked in front of Tram’s door and said politely, “look, I didn’t mean those words that I said. It was just a joke. I’m sorry….” Tram was lying on her bed crying while listened to Tien’s words. Her heartbeat was racing faster and faster whenever she hears his voice. [That faggot, how dare he said that. Why is it that my heart keeps on beating so fast each time I see him? He makes me so mad but deep inside my heart….there’s something else… something that I haven’t been able to figure out….] |
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Jan 20 2007, 10:25 PM
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AF Pro Group: Members Posts: 1,640 Joined: 10-June 06 From: 上海 |
oOooooo that's good ^_^ can't wait till your next chapter
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Jan 21 2007, 05:05 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 93 Joined: 24-October 06 From: fictionpress.com/u/557134 |
YOU HAVE 35 CHAPTERS DONE?! Then stop tempting us! LOL.
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Jan 21 2007, 07:15 PM
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AF Guru Group: Members Posts: 3,485 Joined: 16-November 06 From: 歸綏 |
Good read, thank you.
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Jan 22 2007, 01:12 PM
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AF Geek Group: Members Posts: 164 Joined: 7-September 06 From: USA |
Are you gonna write more? it wuz really good
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Jan 22 2007, 08:26 PM
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AF Fiend Group: Members Posts: 417 Joined: 22-December 06 |
Is this 100% original?
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Jan 23 2007, 07:38 AM
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AF Guru Group: Members Posts: 4,117 Joined: 22-January 07 |
QUOTE(englandchick07 @ Jan 22 2007, 01:12 PM) [snapback]2671620[/snapback] Are you gonna write more? it wuz really good Hi those are some cute sigs they remind me of you |
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Jan 28 2007, 01:01 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 50 Joined: 14-April 06 |
This story is 100% original
Sorry if my grammar sucks Enjoy reading! ![]() CHAPTER 5 It was a Saturday morning; Tram woke up at 7 a.m. and left the house. ‘I’m going outside, be back in 1 hour.’ She wrote on a piece of paper and placed it beside his laptop. [Finally….fresh air. It has been a long time since I’ve been outside like this.] Tram walked around the street and suddenly a small flower shop attracted her eyes. As soon as she opened the door, the smells of flowers freshened her sense. She smiled to herself, forgetting all the worries that she obtained the last few months. [Flowers are the best things in this world. They're so pretty, so pure, and so innocent.] When Tram came back, Tien was neither in the living room nor the kitchen. [Thankfully he’s not up yet. I don’t want to see that faggot's face.] In Tien's room Tien opened his eyes and all of a sudden, he felt dizzy and heavy... like the world’s revolving around him. He rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes, unable to open it again. It was 3 p.m. and Tram was sitting on the couch watching TV. She looked at her watch uncontrollably, wondering what Tien was doing in his room. Tram walked over to Tien’s room and opened the door. She walked toward his bed. The room was filled with darkness as Tram tripped through some of Tien's things. Tram: Tien? Are you in here? Ya know it’s 3 p.m. right? [Wow…. (Tram said in admiration) his room looks so neat. He’s a neat freak, unlike me… hahah….] Tien? Wake up… wake up. Is something wrong with you? (Tram asked, but no response from Tien. His body was shaking and his teeth were clattering against each other; it scared Tram to look at Tien in his weak state. Tram placed her hand on Tien’s forehead as he began shaking). OMG….. you’re burning--- She dashed outside to the restroom and back with a wet a towel, then putting it on his forehead. “Diem…. Diem…. Diem….. come back….come ba…. Diem,” Tien pleaded quietly as tears rolled down his cheeks. Suddenly, he reached Tram’s wrist. She was shocked at his touch. [Diem… who’s Diem?] She looked around; on his study table has a picture of a pretty girl, about 14 years old, hugging Tien from behind. Tien looked a little bit older than her. They were smiling so brightly that Tram somehow felt heart- ache. [Why am I feeling sad all of a sudden? ... Am I falling in love with him? NO!!!!! It’s impossible…. It can’t be! … I just met him! I shouldn’t be worrying… this is none of my business.] -sigh- Tram tried to get her wrist off of his hand, but he held it so strong that she couldn't. It was hurting her. Tram looked at Tien… [He looks like an angel…(sigh) Why can’t he look like this everyday? Be friendly for once.] Later….about 11 p.m. Tien woke up and his head ache crazily. He frowned as he saw Tram sleeping beside his bed. [What the…?] He was stunned at the sight of his right hand holding her wrist. Tien moved his hand away and noticed the red lines appearing on her wrist. Tien silently stood up and carried Tram into his arms. He placed her down onto her bed, covered her body with a blanket, and place a soft kiss on her cheek, then disappeared… CHAPTER 6 August 25, 04 “Tien you little hag! Give me back my photo album, now!” Tram shouted furiously, hoping for Tien’s attention. “Aww…. Is that you right there? You looked cute in that um….thing,” Tien said, trying to stop himself from laughing at Tram’s baby pictures. “Just shut up and give me the damn thing!” Tram screamed. Her temper was now boiling up in anger. “Give it!” “Hey, don’t talk to your future husband that way. Have some respect,” Tien said, looking like he could burst out laughing whenever he set his eyes on her. Tram: Respect? Don’t talk to me about respect when you don’t even respect other people’s privacy! That’s bs…. Tram struggled as Tien seated on the couch looking through the pictures. She kicked, punched, and slapped him as hard as she could but it was no use. Somehow, she tripped and fell on top of him. “Sor…sorry,” Tram blushed and turned away, disregard on what she was about to do. Tien chuckled, “you’re blushing. I guess you’ve never been near a guy before, right?” “Ye…ye…yes I had!” she stuttered. “You had?” Tien said calmly as he leaned closer to Tram. They were closely looking at each other, face to face as their eyes met for few seconds. Tram: Ye…yeah!! Now ge….get away from me! Just give them back when you’re done looking at them! She walked away into her room, leaving Tien laughing. Later *knock knock knock* “What?!” Tram asked icily. Tien: Remember our engagement party’s tonight. Get ready. After she dressed up, Tram walked up and looked at herself in front of the mirror. Tram: Crap… I look ugly. Tram was wearing a formal white dress that matched her silver jewelries with her curly hair placed down on her shoulders. Her thin figure showed her body’s curves as she walked (even though she seemed to walk like a guy). Before the engagement party, Tien’s mother had taught Tram how to do her hair, dress, and make- up. She was a quick learner but didn’t really enjoy the lesson as much as learning other things. *Knock knock* Tien: Tram? You’re done yet? (Sigh) Hurry up. I’ll be waiting outside. [I’ll never understand women….] Tien was leaning on his 2004 Toyota, whistling in a bored gesture when the door from his apartment opened and Tram walked out. Tien’s mouth was wide opened. His eyes were fixed on her for what felt like eternal. Tien: [Oh damn… she look so … beautiful….and...] Tram looked uncomfortable under Tien’s solid gaze. She turned away. “Stop staring or else I’m gonna poke yours eyes out,” she threatened him. In the car… Tien: You should dress up often… that’ll attract guys… (Tien suddenly laughed) Tram: (scoff) No thanks… I don’t believe in the word “love.” Tien: Why’s that? Too emotional for you? Tram: It’s frustrating…. (Changing subject) So, who’s Diem? I saw the picture of you and that girl on your table. She’s pretty… ^_^ (Silence……) Well, if you don’t wanna tell me then just say no….jeez man. See, whenever I told you to shut up, you won’t, but whenever I ask you sumtin, you’d be like a statue. What in the world is wrong with you!?!! Tien: …………..she’s my sister… Tram: ….. (Gasped) Really?... then how come I’ve never seen her? Where’s she? Did something happen to her? Tien:….. She left… Tram: To where? Tien: I don’t know… let’s just no talk about it. Tram:………sorry… There were neither anger nor happiness shown in Tien, just an expressionless face that a person can tell by the feelings of mixed sensations in the atmosphere… [There must be something more. Is she really his sister? But… but …the picture… it looks as though both of them love each other… a relationship… more than between a brother and sister…] They reached their parents’ house. There were not many people at the party; the majorities were their relatives and friends. Tram: [Luckily my parents are not here… eheheh] Tien walked away from Tram and went over to his buddies. “Wut up!” Tien said to each of them as his friends greeted back as they did their “manly” handshakes. 1st guy: Dang man, your fiancée’s hot! 2nd guy: I heard that you guys are living alone together! 3rd guy: You should take advantage of her man!... Knowing you, you probably already did it huh? The guys laughed. Tien stood there, didn’t say anything. ***Tien never realized, but since Tram came into his life, he had developed into a different person… nicer (from inside), funnier, and happier than usual… Most times, after work, he would come home instead of going to clubs and hanging out with different girls like he regularly does…why, you ask? Because having Tram around… living with him… he now has someone to pick on that makes him laughs every time… that can brighten up his day…*** Man: Attention! Will Mr. Tien and Ms. Tram come forward please! --------- “Mr. Tien, will you please place this ring into Ms. Tram’s finger please, and you do so too Ms. Tram.” The man said, pointing to the other ring. “Now kiss.” Tien and Tram stared at the strange man. “K…..ki…..kiss? No one told us that we have to do that,” she stammered. “But it’s necessary to do so,” the stranger smiled brightly. Tram: “No….no….no….I’m not gonna kiss him. Never.” Tien held Tram and gently whispered into her ear, “look, if we don’t kiss my parents will know that something’s wrong with us… and you know what’ll happen after that. You probably never kiss a guy before (Tien rolled his eyes) but we have to….it will be just a kiss, so deal with it. Tram: No… I refuse to----Mhmm…. Before she could finish, Tien’s lips touch hers. The feeling was warm and deep, somehow passionate. His lips were so tender that made Tram had goose bumps all over her body. Few seconds later, Tien moved his lips away. “Tram,” Tien knocked her back to reality as she stood staring into space, not knowing what was going on around her. The crowds applaud. Her face reddened as she realized the state she was in. Tien: [Oh my god… this girl blushes so easily….hahah] Tram fell down the floor when they reach home that night, as if that was her most horrid night ever (might be…). “Urghh, I thought that party would never end…” said Tram, “and how dare you kissed me… in front of those people! Grrhh, I will never forgive you!” “Oh? You didn’t like my kiss? I’m a good kisser you know. All the girls I’ve kissed love it.” He bended down and was now on top of her. Tram: Eww….get away you freak…those girls must be nuts if they thought that. Tien: Uh…huh…then why did you pull me closer to you when we kissed? Tram: I did that? Hah, you must be lying. I’m going to my room. Talking to you makes my mind go crazy. I don’t want to argue with you today. Tien snickered as he looked at Tram strolling away. Tram got into her room, stripped down her dress, and took a nice warm bath. When she was finished, she wrapped a simple towel around her body and walked out of her room. Tram opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, and drank it. A voice, which she knew so well, disturbed her wonderful moment and shattered her wonderful thoughts. Tien: Oh that’s just too horny. Tram dropped the bottle she was holding, by surprise. She turned around and saw Tien lying on the sofa looking at her. Tram: Wtf are you doing?!! Aren’t you supposed to be in your room snoring right now? Last time I remember at the party was that you kept nagging to go home so you can sleep… and stop staring at me! Do you have to do that every time I see you?!!! It’s so annoying!! Tien: Hah, stop pretending. Tram: Who said I’m pretending?!!!! Tien: You know you want me…. Tram: In your dreams loser…. Tram held her towel tightly and walked off into her room [Urgh…. I can’t stand him. God, please help] This post has been edited by swtazian4: Jan 28 2007, 01:05 PM |
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Jan 28 2007, 01:16 PM
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AF Fan Group: Members Posts: 93 Joined: 24-October 06 From: fictionpress.com/u/557134 |
That was very very good reading.
Please post more, I can't wait to read more!! P.S. I love the picture thingy, totally original! This post has been edited by Mun-Mun: Jan 28 2007, 01:17 PM |
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Feb 2 2007, 01:54 AM
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that was good ^^ more more more! heh
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Feb 2 2007, 04:59 PM
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Newbie Group: Members Posts: 3 Joined: 16-December 06 From: Ontario, Toronto, Canada |
Please, oh please, post more! It's so good!
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