REBOUND HOOKUP

-ENRIQUE-

I saw her in my dreams last night . . . again and for that moment, I felt alive which I barely feel these days.

She's married! Trust me, I remind myself that fact every second now. It doesn't fucking work. I still love her. My heart beats for her, it always will.

Hades probably loves her more than me. Of course he does! I chose Elliot's life over my baby's happiness. Was it a wrong choice? Was saving my brother from death a wrong choice? No, but in front of what my love has suffered, that seems so fucking wrong.

But a part of me is glad that she is gone. . . just a tiny part.

She is away from my hideous shadow, she'll be happy with Hades now away from all the pain and sufferings.

I love her, I fucking do. I may not be your last love, baby, but trust me, you'll always be my first and last.

Were we 'right person, wrong timing' or was I just the wrong person? I guess we'll never know.

-Enrique

I slowly shut the diary close, placing it back in my drawer.

Writing makes me feel less miserable these days. I'll probably end up burning them if my heart aches a lot. Who cares anyway? Everyone hates me. The love of my life is married. I'm back to where I always end up . . . alone and fucking broken.

" Enrique?" Someone knocks on the door.

" Is alive. Come in." I roll my eyes.

The door opens with Elliot walking in. He slams a plate full of food in front of me and sits down.

" The maid told that you haven't eaten from two days so mo- I mean, Josephine gave this to me for you," he glares at me.

" It's okay, Elliot. You can call her mom in front of me. Maybe I will call her mom soon too, I'm just too embarrassed to do that after how I treated her all those years." I whisper, biting my lips.

I was wrong all those years, my mother was the bitch and Josephine was the good one. After two years of being mentally tortured by her, I finally saw her real face.

" Ugh, you won't be doing a favor by calling her mom, Enrique. She deserves it." he rolls his eyes.

" I know she does, buddy." I smile at him.

" Glad you know that. Eat the fucking food so I can leave after showing mom the empty plate." he growls.

I sigh, picking up the spoon, mixing the rice and curry around. I take the spoon up to my lips when it hits me.

Has she eaten?

Of course, she would've. She also has to take her pills, I'm sure that lover boy, Hades will make her eat her food and pills.

" Are you fucking gonna eat? I'm late for my beauty sleep." Elliot groans.

I nod, opening my mouth but something was stopping me. Something kept nagging my heart, it made me feel sick in my stomach.

" I can't eat it. Take it away Elliot." I groan, pushing the plate away from him.

" You're gonna die of starvation, asshole. Though you deserve it but I'm just saying." he rolls his eyes.

" You can leave Elliot." I raise an eyebrow at him.

" Fine, starve yourself to death. I'll eat the food." he picks up the plate, cat-walking out of the room.

Was this what I sacrificed my entire life for? Yes, unfortunately he is the same idiot I gave everything up for.

With shaky hands, I pick up my phone, dialing her number. My heart will be at peace if I just hear her voice.

The ringing sound had my heart jumping all around the place. My hands shook as I tried to tap the decline button when she picked it.

" Hello?"

Hades' voice came from the other side.

" It's me, Enrique." I whisper.

" What is it, loser?" he mumbles.

This motherfucker.

" Can I talk to Sage?" I whisper.

" Nope." he chirps.

" Please Hades, just a hi will do too. I just need to hear her voice." I whisper.

" Do you want to hear her scream?"

" WHAT?" I scream, standing up from my chair immediately.

" Yeah, dude. My cock is deep inside her right now and you're interrupting us. I can put it on call so you can hear her moan . . . my name."

" No, it's okay." I whisper, cutting the call.

I fall back on the chair, feeling warm tears roll down my cheeks. Why the fuck am I crying!?

They're making love. Heard it you stupid heart? They're making love. She loves him and he loves her. She doesn't love us anymore. She loves him.

Fuck, this love hurts.

-SABRINA-

" Miss, are you fine?" the bartender looked at me.

" Yes, one more glass of vodka please." I smile at him before looking down at my palm.

Did god forget to put love in my fate? That must be the case.

Enrique doesn't want me.

Shawn hates me.

Elena doesn't like me.

Elliot wants to kill me.

Only . . . only Sage loved me.

No! What am I thinking? She didn't love me. She just pretended to love me so she could steal my loved ones from me.

Guess what, Sage? You're successfully successful in doing that. Because of you, I'm all alone today. I'm sitting in this bar, drinking alone because you've stolen everyone from me.

" Nice dress."

I look up to glare at the person who dared to interrupt my thoughts. But I could feel myself drooling at his face. He smirks, satisfied with my reaction before he sits on the stool beside me.

" Thanks. It's my mom's." I mumble, gulping down another glass of vodka.

" She has good taste." he smiles.

" She's dead." I stare at him as his eyes widen.

" I'm sorry. My mom is dead too," he whispers.

" What do you want me to do? Cry about it?" I snap, rolling my eyes.

" Ouch. Anyway, I'm Luca." he smiles.

" Sabrina," I mutter.

" And may I ask what you're doing all alone here Sabrina?" he mumbles, placing his arm on my chair.

" Is it illegal to drink alone?" he bursts out laughing at my words.

He is so beautiful . . . I mean gorgeous . . . I mean handsome. . . whatever. I'm fucking drunk.

" No." he giggles.

" I'm just sad." I whisper.

" Why?"

" Because my life is a fucking mess. My fiancé left me, my bestie doesn't want to talk to me, my brother loathes me and my bitch sister just had her dream wedding." I growl, feeling myself sad, hopeless and angry all at once.

" That's tragic." Luca chuckles.

" Exactly. Sage doesn't deserve this happiness, she deserves to die painfully and all alone. She's the reason my mother died, she's the reason my father was barely home because he couldn't bear the sight of her, she's the reason my fiancé dumped me, she's the reason my sweet brother doesn't even want to see my face anymore." I cry my heart out, harshly wiping the traitorous tears away.

" Okay, that seems fair but you told me what everyone did to you because of her but did she do anything wrong to you?" he questions, pulling the glass out of my hold.

" Yes, she . . . " I trailed off.

What wrong did Sage do to me?

Nothing.

" I used to hate my younger brother for stealing my attention too, it's common I guess. My mom also died while giving birth to him so I loathed him even more. Then one day, he was gone. Forever. He killed himself, he couldn't bear my hate. That moment when his dead body was in my arms with his blood all over me, I actually realized what he meant to me." he whispers as tears pool into his eyes.

" That's sad but mine's different. My sister was fucking cunning, if she was innocent like your brother then she would've killed herself too." I roll my eyes.

Though she tried but I know she did it deliberately and so carefully that she won't die and will also gain everyone's sympathy that way. That bitch!

" And why are you here alone?" I question him as he chuckles.

" I came here with my friends and they gave me a dare to talk to you for five minutes without getting slapped." he pouts.

I burst out laughing at his adorable face.

" Your five minutes is long over. Why are you still here?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

" Maybe because I love hearing your voice." he winks.

I smile, leaning more into him before pressing my lips against his. A rebound hookup won't hurt.

" Wanna take this to your place?" I whisper, biting my lips.

" Sure. There's just an issue." he whispers.

" What?"

" I'm a virgin." he whispers, nervously.

" Don't worry, pretty boy. I'll teach you a lot of things tonight." I giggle.