TRINITY
Loving so much it hurts. Being lied to hurts a lot. But I can feel everything we shared these last three months was real. How could he do this to me?
What should I do now? I've no place to go.
I finally decided to move in with Bash last month when he's been bugging me that I should stay with him for good just a week before I moved in.
I gave my apartment to Luke and Ryker, and now I'm homeless.
"Tri, I was thinking about this many times. I think we should stay together."
My fork freezes in my mouth. The dessert is delicious, and I can't get enough of it.
"What can you say?" He looks at me across the table.
I pull the fork out of my mouth and swallow the panna cotta. It melts in my mouth, and the rum aroma fills my nose. But I almost choked at Bash's words, not the dessert I was devouring.
"Come again?" I'm such stupid, as if I didn't comprehend what he said.
"I said I want you to move in with me," he says slowly, his eyes sparkling. His smile widens, reaches for my hand, and caresses each knuckle.
"Please, say yes?" How can I say no when he's looking at me like I'm the most precious gem in the world?
"Yes, I'd love to."
"Thank you, Tri. I'll send a service to fix your things." He grins.
"Wait, when?"
"Now."
My mouth gapes.
"Yes, baby. Now."
"Why such a hurry?"
"Do you have some things you want to take care of yourself?"
I shake my head.
"One more thing."
I instantly look at him. "Yeah?"
"How was your appointment yesterday?"
I breathe deeply, leaning my back against the chair. "It's fine."
I know he's not convinced. The way he looks at me, he knows something is not right.
"Trinity, tell me, please?" He reaches for my hand again, squeezing them.
"I have an inverted uterus," I say quietly.
"Meaning?" There is panic in his voice and looks.
I shrug.
"Do we need to see another doctor?"
I shake my head.
"Baby, I need more details about that. I should've come with you." He sounds disappointed.
After explaining and discussing with him for about thirty minutes, he finally nods, but his brows are still creasing. "But we can still have a baby, right?"
I feel my mouth dries instantly. I never thought of Bash asking that sooner.
"Yeah. We still have a chance, but there-"
"But there is a possible complication during labor. I get that, Trinity." He swallows and looks sad.
"I wanted to have a baby, Tri, but I can still wait until you're ready, and if it scares you during labor, I would understand. I'm glad you're not having pain during sex."
I smile at him timidly.
***
"K, what are you doing here?" Luke's eyes widen when he notices me in front of his door. He opens it wider for me.
Shrugging, I look down, unable to voice out my answer.
"Holy shit! Come in, Tri."
I wrap my arms around him, hugging him. I close my eyes, bursting into a cry.
"Shit, K! I'm sorry." Luke pats my back.
I pull myself away from him.
"Can I stay here for a while?" I ask, wiping my tears away.
"Of course. You don't have to knock, you know. You will always be a part of this apartment." He doesn't seem surprised to see me knocking on his door, and I wonder why.
"Do you know what happened?" I walk towards the couch, and that's when I hear him sigh behind my back.
"Yeah. I was surprised. Bash doesn't seem to be that kind of man, you know."
My head snaps in his direction. "What do you mean?"
"It's trending on Twitter. Haven't you seen it yet?"
My brows meet. "What's in there, Luke?"
"Never mind. Forget about it. That's not real. It was Photoshop, and you know how technology can do and damage people's image in a click." Luke waves his hand, then takes a seat on the arm of the couch.
I grab my phone and scan the app. Before I can press the app, Luke snatches it from me.
"Give my phone back to me, Luke!" I stand up when he walks away.
"You will not check out this trash. It was my mistake to tell you. I thought you came here because of that," he says, slipping my phone into his jeans pocket.
"Is it about Dana?" My hand is still in the air, waiting for him to hand me my phone back.
He remains calm, but he doesn't confirm or deny.
"It is about her and Bash, isn't it? That they're having a baby? That they'll spend a week together in London?"
"You shouldn't believe in that shit, Kiara. You're better than that. I'm sure that baby is not his, and they are not getting back together." Luke looks pissed. "You look like shit right now. Go to your room and get some rest. We'll talk about this later."
Shaking my head, I wipe my tears again. "I don't think I can sleep until you tell me about that tweet, Luke."
"Just drop it. And you should trust Bash and not jump to conclusions. That's not how a relationship works, Kiara. If you love him that long then you should have patience and trust him longer than that."
"There are no such things as a perfect relationship, but at least be a better partner. Trust him, communicate with him, and listen to him. Every lover doesn't just evolve on sex alone or pillow talk, or hugs and kisses. You two have been far for too long. Both of you changed a lot, met new people, were involved with others, and learned things, yet your heart is still before each other."
I sigh deeply.
Luke is right, we may love each other, and everything went so fast, and suddenly we moved in and got engaged.
We have learned each other's differences, and although we're still the same Bash and Trinity, things around us have changed; our lives, we grew up, and we have become better persons.
Am I a better person?
"Are you listening, K?" I nodded, looking down at my hands, toying with the engagement ring on my finger.
"Good. Now go take a rest, and we'll talk later."
I nod again, get up from my seat, and walk away from him.
"One more thing."
I pause when Luke speaks again.
"Trust me, K. Bash will never do something to hurt you. He loves you larger than his life."
I nod and give him a sad smile.
A warm shower calms my tensed muscles. I try to erase all the thoughts of Bash and Dana. I think of the good memories I had with Bash. It might not be too late for me to be a better person for Bash. Even if it's too late, I've never regretted showing him how much I love him.
Bash has been good to me. He never missed a day without telling me how much he loved me and how much he cared. He's been a great lover, a thoughtful best friend, and an understanding boyfriend. I'm even thankful he gave me a chance to be with him.
These past three months have been like heaven on earth for me.
I close my eyes and hope to get a good sleep.