"And when will that be? When I call you, you cut my call, I text you–you don't respond..."

"Ferris is...." Zolanda tries to explain herself, petting her nails while her head was bowed to the floor.

"Yes, There it is! Always it's Ferris. Ferris, Ferris, you know what. I think it's best we keep our distance for now"

The guy spoke with so much agitation, clearly you can see in his face that other mutual feelings were dead in his understanding capacity. She looked up at him so innocently, finally she could see that the guy has had enough of her indecisive decisions.

"Babe, we're goin' to get through this.... please bare with me"

Zolanda preyed at him with her beady, inoccent eyes that were similar to Koreans. Stroking her fingers onto his blue suit on under his sleeves. Trying to gain her luck that maybe she can score a kiss. She knows Realm, his always ends up soft on her presence.

Ferris just took off his helmet at the garage. Stroked his shining brunette hair, to atleast sleep at the back but as he tried twice, he already sees his hair is not obeying his command. Endlessly slopping at his forehead so roguishly. Making him look like a tired, poet bad boy.

"He chuckled quietly" Sweetly his hair strands just hovered back after he had tried to console them....again. Oh no, his telling himself his giving up. A gel will do after shower when he gets home.

He slipped the keys of his bike on his black skinny jeans while he walked. With his well height and masculinity ready to take the stairs. His the French guy who doesn't mind wearing tight jeans and free leather jackets. Especially if there will be a leopard pencil shoes involve or a black pencil shoes, than his good to go.

There he went on, pushing the tall metal door and the bright light from the stairways hit him straight into the eyes. His so exhausted, all he needs is to just lied down flat and wake up tomorrow noon when he arrives at his apartment, he won't mind at all.

"Listen, listen! how are we going to keep going on like this if you not willing to choose? I'll wait until when?"

Ferris, halted his feet just when he was about to take the first stairs. When he overheard people's voices, sounding like there were talking from upstairs. He cannot mimic who they are, it's probably anyone. Either way he freely continued to step at the first stairs, checking his phone if it's in his jacket and checked his pants just to double check other necessities. When all was found and assured his breath sighed into relief. Exhaustedly walking up the stairs.

"Please learn to keep your voice down..."

"Keep my voice down? How long are you now?"

Ferris immediately slowly down. After he swore he had overheard Zolanda's voice. He looked but he didn't see anyone. Only the stair hallways staring at him.

"Don't, don't you dare put my baby into this...."

"Your baby? Pardon me? Did you just excluded me like I'm a sperm donor? And who's the father? That toothpick in tights? "

"Okay fine! I know the baby is yours..."

Ferris, tightened his brows, widening his dreamy, jewish eyes if really is he hearing correctly? Is that Zolanda's that his hearing? He knows her voice very well, even in his sleep he'd know is she was the one speaking. No, he immediately his head shook, giving himself a kick back to reality. Oh no ways, there must be a mistake. Ferris decides to take more steps just to satisfy himself to see at who are speaking, he was going at that direction either way. But as soon as he took the first turn. Walking to take the second stairway....

There they were.... Zolanda his four months pregnant girlfriend of six years. Standing so suspiciously and privately with this stranger of a man. It's was all clear they were at the ones speaking.

Both of them reacted with silence after as they were not expecting to see anyone stepping up at the stairs. Zolanda quickly widened her eyes as she could clearly see it was really him....the love of her life of six years, Ferris. Her heart beat faster at that instant, she tightened her knuckles to strengthen her jerking knees. She really didn't expect him to be early. Didn't he took the cab? He must have took off with his bike the second, she phoned him.

Zolanda?" Ferris called upon her name and she just remained so still like it was still registering that Ferris was really here. But her instincts told her to just rushed herself to him and engage a heartfelt hug without even making him suspicious. It was the best distraction she can do by that time and so this guy won't have much to say.

Truly she ran to him, convincing herself that maybe he never heard anything at all. But Zolanda has never been so wrong. The minute she was close enough, her arms spreading wide open, instead Ferri's brows crinkled so tight. Unexpectedly backing away from her as he scanned her face nearer. Zolanda met the cold look at his eyes, scanning her intently deeper as she quickly downcasted has. Tormented by her conscience.

"What.....what are you doing?"

She's wondering if he heard them or didn't. So desperately confused and lost. She slowed down her fast walking legs, going down the stairs.

"You think....you really think I didn't hear?"

He questioned in a humbled tone but at the sound of it, Zolanda knew it was coming from the place of fume. Waiting to consume her as her lips started to lightly shook. Her chest, moving restlessly. Oh dear lord, Ferris clearly have heard.

"No look– look at me, look at me in eye and answer me straight" He said, but Zolanda failed to even glimpse at his face again. So impatient and desperate he went on asking,

Wha–what was that thing you said about, you know it's his baby? "

She tried to speak but her throat hissed a struggling air, she was even struggling to breathing normally alone. A panicked attack it's what she might be lurking into. Her chest speed recklessly while she touched her belly.

"Bae....babe ple..."

"Ey!! look at me in the eye"

She stuttered, her lips out of control.

"Are you saying babe to him? I'm right here are you really going to do this to me right now?"

The other guy, clutched her arm with firm grips. Trying to turn her over and get her back to reality.

But to Ferris it still hurt and still sensitive, his approached just ticked him off. Thinking within himself that; he hasn't even conclude the relationship, yet he thinks he owns her.

His chest uppered, feeling very agitated. "Hey, hey backup. Back up" Ferris climbed at the stairs, to get to that guy in the middle of the stairway.

"Backup, you don't own her" Ferris declared. Clutching his wrists to yank his hand away but these guy's rip just got tighter.

"We'll make me, I was not even talking to you, I was talking to my girlfriend. Thee mother of my child"

"What did you just said?" Ferris instantly flushed purple in his skin, crinkling his brows as he peered at him eagerly.

"Please, Please!, I can't do this right here, we can't do this here"

Ferris everted his eyes to glare at his 'used to be his favourite Zolanda' and looked at her straight without a single flinch in his dreamy, emotional eyes. You can clearly see, his soul was departing further away. And again, Zolanda did nothing but quickly sunk away into her shell of downcasting her gazes. Bowing her head, as she faced the floor non stop.

"Oh so you admitting that you sleeping with him?"

"Ferris....please"

"You...You said, oh my God...God"

He let go his helmet, his eyes just suddenly went pitch black. He couldn't see anything as for the rate of his pulse, it was not normal at all. Ferris is hypersensitive guy, he does not easily catch offense in minor things but when serious things needs him to be. He damn sure will lose it, lose it in the way that when his done. Everybody will forever remember what that person had done to him.

He urged to take a sit, thinking maybe his eyesight will be cleared again. Because his been here before and he knows he has issues of the rate of his pulse that pounds a life out of him, whenever he gets slightly mad. But he didn't want to give this guy that satisfaction. He placed his hands at the top of his head and vailed his face with his both hands. His head, facing upward the ceiling.

"Ferris–Ferri are you okay?" Whenever she tried to approach closer to him, this other guy will hold her back, pulling her to his side. Zolanda felt like lashing out when she was interrupted, really she's caught in the middle. Why can't this guy just go already.

"That's why I'm saying...."

"God Dammit!! Are you sleeping with him!!!?"

He outrageously lashed out, out of the blew in his heated reaction, he can now atleast see a dark figure standing in front of him of which was her. The bass of his voice, vibrated exactly between her face and shouted from the ground and all the way to the end of the stairways. Her legs stepped back, utterly trembling, startled by the power of his voice.

"Ey, ey. How dare you? Zolanda come with me, come with me!" The short mascular guy of a business suit piece. Yanked her shoulders even more

"Excuse me?" Ferris's face straight away turned peach in his skin burning with fume. Rewinding his words over and over and he silently thought to himself; they should tell him that this bimbo is joking.

"Please, oh my God Ferris let's..." Zolanda tries to broke their verbal engagement.

"No, let his blue balls speak again, hey! Speak again" Ferris reached out to his tie, clutching it as he pulled it. All that is happening over Zolanda's left shoulder. She's shakingly standing between both of them. Looking at Ferri's knuckles, twisting his tie with harsh brutality while she trembled.

"I spoke, didn't you hear? Hey! back off, you got wax in your ears school kid?" Realm spoke, tossing his clenched fist on his tie.

Ferris fumed way more, his legs swiftly climbing more stairs. After his tie slipped, his now trying to get it back, get him back to atleast smack his face this time but he couldn't can he? Because Zolanda was between their both presence, she keeps blocking him, tossing his arms for his clutches to not even touch Realm's suit again.

But Realm is also engaging so forth with masculinity now it's a mess. Both huge masculine men wanting rip each other's faces. About to squeeze a life out of her. Her belly starts to hurt in the middle of that commission. Ferris is now pushing her harshly and he clearly doesn't even care anymore. All he cared about was to get to his face and rearrange it.

There Zolanda goes, she rapidly decides to flee and with so much speed leaving away from their presence. So unexpectedly she hurriedly climb the stairs like her life depends on it. Putting out the rest of her strength just to disappear at this scene fast enough and never look back. The commission happening between Realm and Ferris, automatically broke as they see their untrustworthy, little birdy girlfriend flees off.

"Hey! Zola!"

Realm called out with his baritone voice while taking off his suit on his way to prepare himself for a chase. His belly in a shirt after he had lowered his suit showed a bump under his clothes.

"This fool got a tombstone attached to him?" Ferris uttered, thinking onto himself as he glared at his physique.

Really he was cheated for this? Ferris' anger spiralled out of control. Feeling like he can snap at anytime for watching such a disgusting bioskop. There he went on, clenching his jaws, he cannot stop thinking onto himself.

So is this is what she had slept with ? Chose over me? An unhealthy obese junk, who farts and juggle anything in his tiny mouth. A well off man with enough money to get her that ticket plane from Florida she always wanted.

To bang with him? Open her legs far away and let him release his dirt onto her? I don't even know if I have STI or not. I don't even know my status anymore! God! all for a bimbo belly junk like him?"

"Don't you dare go after her"

Ferris, quickly grabbed his arm with his tightest grip. "Ey! back off!" Realm spoke, but before he finished the sentence. Ferris just dragged him with so much immense power to make him trip and fall down the stairs.

Of course he immediately would have. Ferris was way broad and incredibly fit in his physique way stronger than Realm. You can see by the way his leather sleeves, has squeezed his biceps. You wouldn't mistake it that it was pretty tight and kind of inconvenient with his tall and broad structure.

Ohhh messy! Realm really yielded to fall but he wasn't going down alone. He made sure he clutched Ferris as tight as possible while he recklessly they went down to the hill without his control, crumbling in his physique. They both went down brutally falling, rolling down the stairways.

Ferris and Realm rolled and rolled, smashing with their heads at the concrete white coloured stairs. While their fists exchange in the air.