The next day, Pamela woke up at 6 sharp. She only got 3 hours
sleep. Declan was still sleeping. She kissed his forehead, and then
took her clothes from her wardrobe and walked to the bathroom to
shower. It took her about 20 minutes in the bathroom, and then she
got out and went to her room to wear her makeup. Declan was still
sleeping. She looked in the mirror and saw her swollen cheek,
Declan slapped it hard last night, and she sighed. She put on thick
powder just so the bruise won't visible to others. After she got
done wearing her makeup, she went to the kitchen to prepare some
toasts and eggs for her and Declan. She imagined herself being his
wife, it made her very happy. She then woke Declan up. "Honey, wake
up baby, I have to go to work and I've prepared the breakfast,"
Pamela said softly, waking him up. Declan did not react, so Pamela
woke him up again shaking his body and said, "Baby, wake up
sweetheart, I have to go to work. I've prepared some toasts and
eggs for you, babe." "Mmmmhh?" Declan said. He's not fully
conscious. "I've prepared the breakfast babe, I've to go to work,"
Pamela said again. Declan opened his eyes, and looked at the clock,
8:00 am. "Damn, can't you let me sleep a little bit longer?" Declan
asked, his voice sounded a bit angry. "I'm sorry that I have to
wake you up, but I have to go to work, babe," Pamela replied. "Am I
a stranger or your lover, huh? Do you have to get rid of me
whenever you're going to work? Can't I just stay here while you're
at work? Should I even ask your permission for that? Asking for a
permission to stay at my girlfriend's place, that's ridiculous, you
gotta be kidding me," Declan said. "No, of course not, babe. Okay
if that's what you want. I was just seeing if you'd want to be here
while I'm at work. I thought you'd feel lonely staying here alone,
that's why I woke you up," Pamela replied. "You know that I've been
staying alone in my apartment for 6 years, right? Nobody with me,
no family, woman or friends, completely alone. So there's no way
for me to feel lonely. I'm used to feel lonely," Declan said,
lighting up his cigarette. "I'm your woman, sweetheart," Pamela
said, she's about to give Declan a kiss on his forehead when he
suddenly shouted, "Hey, watch out! You don't want me to feel sick
of your morning breath, do you?" It shocked Pamela hearing him say
that. "What?! Ok, I'm sorry," Pamela said. "What are you sorry for?
I should be getting my beauty sleep, but because of you now I'm
getting a headache!" Declan replied. "Why are you so moody, huh?
Last night you were okay and now this again?" Pamela asked, she got
angry because she thought Declan had crossed the line of being
disrespectful to her. "Fuck off!" Declan said, and he pulled the
blanket to cover his face. "Sheesh!" Pamela mumbled, "The breakfast
is on the table, I go now!" Pamela said, and rushed to go to work.
She waited for Claudia at the front gate of her apartment. She felt
so sad because of Declan's words. Sometimes she couldn't believe
that Declan really loved her. He was always mean and rough toward
her. He was always harsh even from day 2 they started their
relationship. Declan left his ex girlfriend for Pamela. She thought
Declan really loved her. But now she began to doubt about his love.
When they got together, Declan lied about breaking up with his
girlfriend. He said he had left her, but Pamela found out that he
did not leave her yet, so she asked him to choose between her and
his girlfriend, and Declan chose Pamela. 10 minutes of waiting for
Claudia, finally she arrived. 10 minutes that felt like ages for
Pamela. She really wanted to cry that morning, but she knew she
couldn't. No, her friends must not know about her unhappy
relationship. She wanted to make Declan appear to be a good guy.
Though her friends knew just how harsh he was toward her. Because
he wouldn't think twice about humiliating Pamela in public. He had
done that many times in Pamela's office, whenever they were into a
big fight that wouldn't end in one night. So instead of waiting
Pamela till she had gotten home from work, Declan would come over
to her work place to straighten things up and he wouldn't care
about Pamela's friends at work. Some people would call the security
guards to get rid of Declan, but Declan would threaten to harm
Pamela, so the security guards couldn't do anything to get rid of
him, they just let him rant and shout at their office. "Hey, are
you okay? You look pale," Claudia said while Pamela got in the car.
"Yea, I'm ok," Pamela replied, while closing the door. "Did you eat
your breakfast yet?" Claudia asked. "No, I didn't have the appetite
to eat," Pamela answered. "You should eat, Pam. What is it? You
don't look well, seriously," Claudia asked. "I'm okay, really,"
Pamela tried to convince Claudia. "Did you fight with Declan
again?" Claudia asked. "No," Pamela answered. Claudia felt that
something was wrong. "I sense something has gone wrong with you,
Pam. I'm your friend, you can tell me anything," Claudia said.
"Geez, why can't you stop asking questions, I said I'm okay!"
Pamela snapped. "Ok, you don't have to snap," Claudia said out of
surprise. But Pamela averted her eyes from Claudia. She looked
really frustrated. A tear finally rolled down her face. Claudia
noticed, but she didn't say anything. She knew it's not the right
time to ask why. Pamela needed her time alone. Pamela felt like
giving up on Declan, but she loved him too much to even really give
up on him. She didn't know what to do. It took them 20 minutes to
arrive. Pamela and Claudia got out of the car, together they walked
to the office. Claudia kept looking at Pamela, and she noticed
something unusual on Pamela's right cheek. It's blue. Pamela did
cover it with thick powder, but the powder thinned out as time flew
by. "Pam, what's wrong with your cheek, girl? Did somebody bruise
you? Was it Declan?" Claudia asked. Getting such question made
Pamela surprised. She didn't know that anyone would notice that.
"Huh? Oh, um, I bumped my cheek on a door last night," Pamela said,
smiling. "Don't lie, it's more like a handprint than a bump of a
door," Claudia said. "Really, I bumped my cheek on a door. Why
would Declan slap me, he's a perfect boyfriend," Pamela grinned.
Claudia knew that Pamela was just trying to hide it. "Well, okay,
but if you need a friend, I'm here for you," Claudia said, with her
arm around Pamela's neck. "Thanks, Claud, but I'm okay," Pamela
said. "Yeah, of course, you're always okay," Claudia replied.
Pamela just grinned, and they both went to their office. When
Pamela was walking to her office, everyone that was walking pass
her looked at her like she's a new apprentice. Her right cheek got
bluer. But she didn't know why they looked at her like that. When
she had reached her desk, she asked Trey, "Hey, what's wrong with
me? Everyone kept looking at me on my way here as if there's
something really wrong with me." Trey looked at her and shouted,
"Good golly, Pam! What's wrong with your cheek, sug?" Pamela knew,
it's her right cheek! She took her small mirror to see her face,
and she saw her blue cheek, "Gosh," she mumbled. "What's wrong,
Pammy?" Trey asked, "Did somebody hurt you?" he asked again.
"Nothing, I bumped my cheek on a door, that's why," Pamela said the
same thing she said to Claudia. "Come on, Pam, you can fool a 5
year old, but I'm way too old to believe your lie. Tell the truth
and I'll give a lesson anyone who has hurt you!" Trey said,
clenching his fist and punched the table. "I'm okay, Trey, really.
Nobody has hurt me. You should punch the door that I bumped into.
It's that door that should be given a lesson," Pamela grinned, and
it felt sore. "Honestly, Pam, it looks more like a slap than a bump
of a door. Did somebody slap you?" Trey asked again. "Ugh, you and
Claudia are the same! Stop asking me questions! I said I'm okay!"
Pamela snapped Trey. She felt annoyed. No, she felt like she had to
defend her pride and Declan's image. She wont let people know about
Declan's bad side Declan, he's handsome, he's tall, he got brown
eyes and dark blonde hair. He's well-versed in music and movies.
When he's mad, he roared like a lion, yet when he loved, he's sweet
like a dove. He would love her tenderly when he was sane. And
Pamela couldn't tell when he was sane, or when he was insane.
Because of his mood swings that could change within seconds. Pamela
tried her best to keep busy at her office. She felt a little bit
sleepy as she didn't sleep much last night. But she knew she
couldn't sleep at her office, and staying awake made her mind
wander about Declan, so she kept herself busy. She arranged the
reports of some news and compiled them into a program. Valerie
bought her ice cream because she's worried about Pamela so she
decided to buy her ice cream, because who knew it could cheer her
up. "Pam, have lunch with me at a nearby restaurant, will you?"
suddenly Trey asked, when Pamela was busy with her work. Pamela
looked at her wristwatch, she didn't realize it was already 2 pm,
and she said, "Umm, okay. But it's too late for lunch, don't you
think?" "Yeah, but I want you to eat something. Claudia said you
didn't have your breakfast," Trey said. "But I'm not hungry, Trey,"
Pamela said. "No, sug. You have to eat something. Come on, let's
go," Trey said, and he grabbed Pamela's hand. Trey did like Pamela
a lot, but he knew, he didn't have the chance. So he just tried to
treat her right as a best friend. Pamela knew, that if Declan knew
that she and Trey had lunch together, it would be a doomsday for
her. But today, she just didn't want to care about anything. The
way Declan treated her this morning still made her feel bad. They
both went to a café nearby. Pamela ordered a Crème Brûlee, a bread,
and a latte, while Trey ordered some breads and a corn soup. They
went to sit in the corner of the restaurant. "The Crème is really
delicious, here," Pamela said, scooping the Crème into her mouth.
"You never went here before?" Trey asked. Pamela shook her head,
"No, never. It's my first time here," Pamela said. "Whoah! This
restaurant has been standing here for ages and it's only 200 meters
away from our office, where have you been?" Trey laughed hard, and
he continued, "Does Declan keep you away from enjoying your life?"
Pamela wanted to say yes. She didn't know how much she had missed,
but, she said, "Not at all. And just because I never went here
before doesn't mean that Declan keeps me away from enjoying my
life." "Well, he keeps you away from socializing with your
friends," Trey said, eating his soup, "He's such a jealous guy,"
Trey added. "Why's everyone subject is always Declan, Declan,
Declan, whenever they talk to me?" Pamela asked, wondering. "It's
because of that mark on your face, doll," Trey said. "I told you
it's not because of Declan! What's wrong with you people!" Pamela
sounded upset. "Hey, hey, hey, relax. I was just guessing," Trey
said, and they both continued eating without saying anything.
Pamela did realize, whenever she and Declan had a date, they would
just spend all day, whether at Declan's apartment or hers, watching
movies, cooking some foods, or just cuddling. They both went out
together only 4 times in 3 years. Because of how guys looked at
Pamela, that's why Declan never keen on going out whenever they had
a date, moreover, Pamela's job drained all her time, so they were
rarely together but a few hours. It was never a matter to Pamela,
she's happy enough as long as she's with Declan. The silence made
Trey feel uncomfortable, so he tried to break the silence by asking
Pamela, "Did you hear about the murder of Barbara Kleine, that
actress?" "Yea, who didn't. It happened about a year ago. Why you
ask?" Pamela asked. "The murderer hasn't been caught yet," Trey
replied. "Yea, I know. That sucks," Pamela said, drinking her
latte. "Police are now investigating the case again. They suspect
it's her latest boyfriend that killed her," Trey said. "Really? Why
so?" Pamela asked in curiousity. "Because, the night when she was
murdered, some witnesses said she spent her last night with him,
this, the boyfriend did not deny. And it was him who found her
dead. Pretty weird. Yet there was no evidence on the spot that
could be used to prove that he was the murderer," Trey explained.
"Yea, that's weird. Why so though?" Pamela asked. "His alibi said,
he was in the bathroom when it happened. Investigation said that
his testimony was true, he was indeed in the bathroom when it
happened. But who knows he was cleaning up some shit in the
bathroom after murdering her, right? Here's the problem, the gun
that was used to shoot her dead hasn't been found until today, and
there was no finger print that told us there was an outsider
besides Barbara and her boyfriend. But the boyfriend said, the
murderer is out there with his gun, wearing hand gloves, of course
he would not leave a single finger print. Now, if the boyfriend's
testimony was true, than the murderer must have sneaked in into
Barbara's apartment and hid himself there. Yet, this is not
possible, because we know how high the security level in apartments
that are resided by people such as Barbara," Trey explained again.
"Wow! That's true! Your analysis is awesome, Trey! You should try
to apply for a detective job!" Pamela grinned. Trey smiled wide, "I
was going to, but my certificate is journalism," he said, laughing.
Pamela laughed too. "Hey, I'm serious. I really think, it's
Barbara's boyfriend. She's murdered with a gun. It's impossible if
the boyfriend didn't hear the sound when it's shot, because, as he
said, he was in the bathroom and the location where she's murdered
was like 2 meters from the bathroom," Trey said again, trying to
look serious. "A silent gun, maybe?" Pamela guessed. "I don't know.
But I think, even if it's a silent gun, it would still send a sound
even though just a soft sound," Trey said, frowning, as if he was
thinking hard. Pamela chuckled looking at him like that.
"Interesting, Trey, you should tell the police about your
analysis," Pamela said. "Hey, I'm serious," Trey said. "What makes
you think I am kidding?" Pamela asked, with a smile. "Really?" Trey
asked. "Yea, sure. I think you should let the police know about
your analysis," Pamela convinced him. "I thought so, but, wouldn't
they have guessed it as well?" Trey asked. "I don't know. What if
we ask Val to make a report on that matter since the police now
reopen the case?" Pamela asked. "I was going to tell you that too,"
Trey grinned. "Yea, I think that's a good idea, Trey," Pamela said.
"I just hope that Val doesn't give this interesting topic to other
reporters, since both of us are the only ones qualified for this,"
Trey said. "Yea, I hope so too…aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!" suddenly Pamela
screamed, someone grabbed her hair. Trey looked up and saw Declan!
It got him shocked! "It's your boyfriend, Pam," Trey said and
quickly held Declan's arm, "Release her," Trey said. Pamela holding
her hair feeling painful, "Babe, what's wrong, why do this in
public, people are watching us," Pamela said, but Declan didn't
respond to her. And instead of releasing Pamela, Declan kicked
Trey's leg, "Fuck off, punk! You don't tell me what to do to my
girl!" "Honey, please, it hurts," Pamela begged. People in the café
were looking at them, but none of them tried to help Pamela. They
didn't want to intervene on other people's business. Trey shook his
head in disbelief, "You're so uncontrollable, Dec," Trey said,
"Release her," Trey said again, trying to make Declan release
Pamela, but Declan grabbed her hair tighter and ready to drag her.
"Shut that whole in your face, asshole! None gave you the right to
speak a word to me!" Declan replied. Trey shook his head again. He
couldn't believe at what he saw. He wanted to save Pamela, he knew
something bad was going to happen. But however, he tried to keep
his mind sane. He thought that it's better to let Pamela and Declan
fix their problems. Although he knew, the problem tied with him.
Declan dragged Pamela by her hair to the parking lot and forced her
to get in to the car. He looked very furious. Even though he might
get caught by the police for being so abusive in public, he didn't
care. His heart was burned with fire to the core. "Get in the car,
bitch!" Declan pushed Pamela's body to get in the car, so Pamela
got in. She's in pain. Declan dragged her by the hair so roughly.
"Babe, I have to work still," Pamela said. "Fuck your job! Now go
home with me you whore!" Declan snapped and slammed the door. "How
did you know I was there?" Pamela asked soon as Declan got in the
car. "Your friend told me, bitch! Who else! What a whore you are!"
Declan answered shortly as he started the car and drove like a mad
man. Pamela knew, something bad was going to happen. Something
really worse than what had happened last night. "Be careful,
sweetheart," Pamela said. "Fucking stop calling me sweetheart!"
Declan snapped as he was driving. He drove really fast. "What? But
why? You are my sweetheart," Pamela asked in wonder. Declan didn't
say anything. He kept driving. His face looked so red. He was very
angry. Pamela knew, it's because he saw her eating with Trey.
Declan drove to Pamela's apartment. Both of them got out of the
car, and Declan walked to Pamela's direction. Pamela was so afraid
he would hurt her again. "Be quick, whore!" Declan said, he grabbed
Pamela's hair again and dragged her to her unit. Declan quickly
opened the door and threw Pamela on the sofa. Pamela was so scared
of him. "So you turned off your phone just so I won't bug your date
with that punk?" Declan asked. "I turned off my phone?" Pamela
asked in wonder. And Pamela remembered, she had not recharged her
phone's battery yet! But she found another argument to say against
Declan. "You forgot how you treated me this morning? You were so
harsh!" Pamela said. "How did I treat you harsh, huh? You're mine,
you're my property, I own you entirely and I have a full right to
treat you the way I want to treat you, you spoil brat!" Declan
roared, and continued, "That doesn't give you the right to turn
your phone off and go to a date with another guy!" "Who said I was
dating! Geez! I was just having a lunch with my colleague! You see
this bruise on my cheek that you gave me last night? Why you treat
me like I'm so worthless, huh?" Pamela asked. "What? Why? You want
another slap?" Declan said and quickly slapped Pamela again, and
said, "Because you are worthless, bitch!" and Declan slapped her
again and repeated his words, "Because you are so fucking
worthless!" Pamela shocked upon hearing what Declan said!
Worthless? "So I am worthless?" Pamela asked, just to make sure.
"You deaf? I said you are worthless, whore! A total piece of shit!
You're so fuckin' worthless!" Declan roared, "Realize that,
bitch!". Pamela looked at him with a sharp look. Her tears rolled
down uncontrollably. She's shocked upon hearing what Declan just
said. "Since I am so worthless, then what are you doing with me?"
she asked calmly with tears that won't stop rolling. Her heart
broke the moment Declan said she's worthless. He had said it many
times, but this time, Pamela couldn't take it anymore. "Shut up,
bitch!" SLAAAAAAAPPPP… And Declan slapped Pamela. "Go ahead, slap
me again. Slap me again till you're satisfied! SLAP ME AGAIN!"
Pamela screamed in her despair. "I fuckin' said shut up! Who gave
you the right to scream at me, huh? You're lucky I only slapped
you! I didn't kill you! Though you deserved to be killed!" Declan
yelled. "What do you want from me? Since I am so worthless, I have
no use for you, right?" Pamela asked. "What the fuck are you trying
to say, bitch? Are you telling me to go just so you can be with
that punk? Huh? So that's what you do behind my back? Dating guys
and whoring around? Excellent!" Declan clapped his hands in
sarcasm. "How do I whore around? Why do you conclude that I whore
around just because you see me with a guy? I was freakin' talking
about our job!" Pamela said. "Oh, yeah? Whoring around in the guise
of talking about job. Nice, Pam. You're such a professional whore!
Or, is he your pimp?" Declan laughed saying that. "Why won't you
listen and accept my explanation, huh? What's wrong with you?
There's nothing between me and Trey. We're just partners in job,
he's my cameraman," Pamela insisted. "Oh, I see now. It's getting
clear. So he's your cameraman. Nice. So you two have been together,
betraying me behind my back! Asshole! You really deserve to be
strangled to death!" Declan said and he tried to strangle Pamela.
Pamela tried to release herself from his clutch, but he's too
strong. "Get your hands off of me! You're hurting me!" Pamela
yelled. Declan finally released her. He then took a seat on the
sofa and light up his cigarette. He just sat there didn't say
anything. It was silence all over. Pamela looked at him and noticed
a tear fell from his eye. "I never betrayed you behind your back,"
Pamela finally spoke to break the silence. Declan didn't say
anything so Pamela repeated her words again, "I never betrayed you
I swear." "Didn't I tell you that relationships with other men in
any shapes and forms cannot be justified?" Declan said. "He's just
a colleague at work, as I said, he's my cameraman. Too bad there's
no job that offers environment that consists of females only,"
Pamela replied. "If you were faithful to me, you would have refused
to work with him when your boss asked you to. But my ex was right
about you. And I've been right about you all along. You're just a
worthless whore, ain't worth fighting for. It was a big mistake to
leave Gwen for you," Declan said. Pamela got so shocked, "What?!
What did your ex say about me anyway? So you both are still
contacting each other?" Pamela asked in shock. "She said that
you're not a faithful type of girl," Declan answered. "But how
could she say that when we never knew each other? We never even
talked, yet she concluded things about me? How cool!" Pamela said
again. "I told her about you," Declan admitted honestly. And Pamela
got shocked even more! "So you sold me out to her? You accuse me of
betraying you yet you still in contact with her?" Pamela asked in
disbelief. "You're my biggest mistake. I'm sorry," Declan said.
"What do you mean?" Pamela got so confused, she knew what Declan
was saying, but she couldn't believe he would say that. "It's
over," Declan said. Pamela felt like a lightning thunder struck her
in the middle of the day! "What the hell are you talking about,
Dec! No, we ain't over! No! you're wrong about me! Why listen to
her, why not trust me! She don't know a damn thing about me!"
Pamela said in tears, but Declan didn't say anything, so Pamela
continued, "Listen, it's just your assumption that I've betrayed
you, okay. I never betrayed you, I swear," Pamela said, trying to
change Declan's decision. "I'm leaving now. Be good. I wish you
well and goodbye," said Declan, and he rose up from the sofa, but
Pamela tried to hold him back, "No, baby, no. Don't do this to me,
don't do this to us. Don't forsake our 3 years, don't forsake me,
don't forsake our love," Pamela begged, she began to cry
uncontrollably. But it did not move Declan's heart a bit. He's
determined, he had to leave, "Let me go," he said, and warded
Pamela's hands off. "No, baby, no, don't go. What do you want,
honey? You want sex? I can give it to you, but don't leave me,"
Pamela kept begging and holding him. "Now you're talking to me like
a whore. Let me go," Declan said, he warded her off again. "Would I
beg you to stay if I wanted somebody else? Can't you see how much I
love you? I cannot be without you," Pamela said. "But I can't be
with you, Pam. You're so unfaithful, I cannot trust you," Declan
said. "But it's just your assumption. You believe you're right when
you're not. I've been faithful. It's just a lunch," Pamela
insisted. "Look, I'm sorry if this has to hurt you, but I really
can't be with you, I'm really sorry," said Declan and he walked out
but Pamela chased him. "No, Dec, don't do this to me, I love you,
you'll kill me if you go," Pamela kept begging while walking after
him, but Declan didn't care. He kept walking to the parking lot, to
his car. "Babe, stop please," Pamela begged desperately. Declan got
into his car and said, "This is the punishment for being untrue to
me. Be good." After saying this, he drove off, leaving Pamela alone
crying in the parking lot. "Baabe…." Pamela said in her cry, but
Declan had left. She was so devastated. She sat on the ground
crying. She couldn't believe Declan really left her. Her heart was
really broken and torn apart to pieces. It was a simple lunch with
Trey that turned out to be a tragedy. After crying on the ground
for awhile, she got up and went back to her apartment. She couldn't
think straight at all, she tried to call Declan by the public
phone, but he didn't answer her call. "Babe, please answer. No,
honey, you can't do this to me," Pamela said to herself, while kept
dialling Declan's number, she couldn't stop crying. She thought for
awhile and she remembered that Declan always got back to her after
a few hours or a few days. So Pamela decided to not take Declan's
words seriously. "No, he can't be serious. He will come back again,
maybe he will come back tomorrow. As always," Pamela made believe.
She recharged her phone and turned it on. the reports said she got
13 missed calls, she also received 9 texts from Declan, and she
cried again. She quickly ran to the bus stop to look for Declan.
She thought he might be in his apartment.
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