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Falling In Love With Era FIFTY SIX
I finally decided to let go of the house. Era have put a sign in front of their house that says property for sale. The last morning I have was spent staring at the sign for a few hours. I wasn't feeling happy about it. It was a lonely sight for me. I was empty. The soaring loneliness have become more evident. If only Richard didn't have to be gone. Everyone showed up at the funeral. Richard's family was there. Dad was there. We talked a bit and then he went back to New York. He is apparently a business man. A man of success. A man of ambition. Richard is a man of balance. He is still successful. He gave time to his family. He have happiness to both. I really see the different. But what can it do. Things will never be the same. Some little words from my own father aren't enough. I needed him more than anything. This is something I wish he have given me. Sometimes, I just want Richard to be my father but he isn't the name on the paper but he has a piece in my heart that stays the same
Last Updated : 2022-08-02Falling In Love With Era FIFTY SEVEN
FIVE YEARS LATERERA'S POV “Mommy! Mommy!” I run upstairs and trying my best not to think of any bad thing that can happen to Sophie. She's sitting in the bathroom. “What happened?”I ask her, holding her hands. “Can you get my Zoe in my bedroom?” A relief of sigh come out of me. Zoe is her teddy bear. The only thing she can play with among all other toys she have. I don't think it's one of the fun thing about being a young kid. You get to choose which toy is your favorite. If it's a plastic toy. A feathery toy. It's all up to you. And it's one of my favorite thing to do for Sophie. Being able to give her the one that she likes the most. Sometimes it reminds me of my childhood and it often leads me to remember Simon. It's been five years. Yes. Five years. I don't how will I feel. Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever get tot he point of seeing each other again. And I have come to the point of not liking myself thinking about it. It's making me sad sometimes. I do feel like I have giv
Last Updated : 2022-08-02Falling In Love With Era Chapter One : The day she called.
(Chapter Song: Heavy Heart by RIO)Simon POVEver since summer hits the ground of Holy Cross Village, I knew that the THE SMITH, the punk rock infamous high school band of our school, released their second album. I knew I had to get away from everyone else that has done nothing but listen to their dire indecent music on tape more than ten times a day. And that is too much for me to bear. Well, I know this because my sister, Kim, never had one night without blasting their music out her window.I wouldn't say she's obsessed with them, I know it's justa fangirl thing. She at least explains to me, that it somehow has an expiration date so I don't have to constantly worry about it. But I don't think the expiration date she's telling me is somehow just right around the corner. I don't feel it yet.But my personal experience of getting away from eavesdropping on
Last Updated : 2021-11-12Falling In Love With Era Chapter Two: Walking away from her
SIMON POVAfter that phone call I had with Era, it took me hours to let it sink into my very awed mind. Knowing that Era has still managed to remember our telephone number has left me gasped and shook my head in disbelief.We haven't talked for two years until she called last night and the fact that she still remembers our telephone number wow. I know I have said that a lot for the last hours of my life. I don't think I even slept.I have been staring at myceiling when Kim knocks twice on the door and opens it eventually knowing it's never locked. Her face pops into the door, “Will you drive me to the show?” She asks. It's not asking permission actually, it's just asking if I would drive her to the show, which is an obligationregardless of whether I resist or insist.“I'm busy.” I sigh and close my eyes.&nbs
Last Updated : 2021-11-13Falling In Love With Era Chapter Three: She came back
SIMON POVTWO YEARS LATERI push the glass entrancedoor and slip myself in as I try to cover my drunken eyes from last night's party with a black shades on. It's been going for a while now. I find parties numbing a lot of pain. It makes me forget about theold days and some other things including the wound in my family that my father left.I smile at the lady as she walks past me from the line. She has bright red lipstick on and just got her coffee. One more customer before it's my turn. I look around, especially outside. I see. The day is good-looking. Sun is out. Everyone's shuffling from one place to another. Talking. Stumbling. Smiling. Laughing. They are all different.When the guy in front of me walks away from the line, I step into the spot he leaves. I look at the girl behind the counter. She has a smile on her lips. I recognize a fam
Last Updated : 2021-11-16Falling In Love With Era Chapter Four: "This is romantic.”
(Chapter Songs:Nevertheless by RIOHeavy Heart by RIO)SIMON POVI leave my car and walk towards the front of the coffee shop for the second time this morning. The sun burns my skin, so I hurry towards the glass door. When I get inside, I immediately meet her two grey eyes while she’s serving a coffee to the woman in front of her.I don’t make it to the line first, instead I just look for a table to sit down. When I find one to the very corner, which is next to an old man with his granddaughter, I guess, probably, aged between 8 and 10. She is looking at me with a weird stare on her face.Just good. Yeah. Just stare at me, kid.There are more people slipping into their seats but I’m glad there aren’t so much tables so it doesn’t get too crowded.I look away and fix my gaze to the
Last Updated : 2021-12-04Falling In Love With Era Chapter Five: "I need a hug."
SIMON POV Just right around 2 PM, Era comes out of the coffee shop. I was guessing it would be the same time her shift will be over. I start walking towards her without second guessing. At first she looks surprised seeing me, but also looks like she was expecting me, somehow. Her hair is up in a bun. Her white shirt is a stained with coffee and she's wearing the same blue washed jeans since last week. She looks really tired. Her eyes are closing off longer before she opens them. “Are you okay?” Then I realize she is not. “A long day?” “A good long day. But I’m tired. I'm hungry and I haven't eaten this afternoon.” “What?” No way she didn’t have a meal this afternoon. “Yeah, there were a lot of customers. Way too many. Plus my substitute was sick. I had to do some sacrificing.” She throws her head back in frustration, “At least my shift
Last Updated : 2021-12-08Falling In Love With Era SIX: GUILT
It's seven in the evening. Simon is getting us some cake and fruit salad, so while he's gone I wander around his room. It's so quiet and peaceful. There's a sound of soft wind from the window. I missed it being here. Being so comfortable looking at his things like I used to do. But I carefully distance my hands from the frames on his desk. I get a feeling it won't be right to touch them yet. In that picture, there's me and him, probably, six years ago, outside their front yard eating ice cream in the middle of the night. I remember that. I remember he was pushing me to confess to him that I liked him if I don't do it, I have to buy us ice cream. It was a wreck dare because I couldn't say anything about confessing. I would never wanna lie about something I'd never feel. “Sup?” Simon is back with two transparent glasses in his two hands. His eyes drops to the frame behind me. “Were you looking at those?” He asks with a familiar smile hanging ton his lips. I nod, “Yeah. You know it'
Last Updated : 2022-06-27
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Falling In Love With Era FIFTY SEVEN
FIVE YEARS LATERERA'S POV “Mommy! Mommy!” I run upstairs and trying my best not to think of any bad thing that can happen to Sophie. She's sitting in the bathroom. “What happened?”I ask her, holding her hands. “Can you get my Zoe in my bedroom?” A relief of sigh come out of me. Zoe is her teddy bear. The only thing she can play with among all other toys she have. I don't think it's one of the fun thing about being a young kid. You get to choose which toy is your favorite. If it's a plastic toy. A feathery toy. It's all up to you. And it's one of my favorite thing to do for Sophie. Being able to give her the one that she likes the most. Sometimes it reminds me of my childhood and it often leads me to remember Simon. It's been five years. Yes. Five years. I don't how will I feel. Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever get tot he point of seeing each other again. And I have come to the point of not liking myself thinking about it. It's making me sad sometimes. I do feel like I have giv
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY SIX
I finally decided to let go of the house. Era have put a sign in front of their house that says property for sale. The last morning I have was spent staring at the sign for a few hours. I wasn't feeling happy about it. It was a lonely sight for me. I was empty. The soaring loneliness have become more evident. If only Richard didn't have to be gone. Everyone showed up at the funeral. Richard's family was there. Dad was there. We talked a bit and then he went back to New York. He is apparently a business man. A man of success. A man of ambition. Richard is a man of balance. He is still successful. He gave time to his family. He have happiness to both. I really see the different. But what can it do. Things will never be the same. Some little words from my own father aren't enough. I needed him more than anything. This is something I wish he have given me. Sometimes, I just want Richard to be my father but he isn't the name on the paper but he has a piece in my heart that stays the same
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY FIVE
That's when I know. I know that something is going on. The way my mother wipes roughly broken wipes the tears on her face like a kid getting a cry from a horrible moment. From a heartbreaking moment. Through the window, I watch her make her way to our front door. .the door flies open, “Simon. It's Richard.” She breaks into tears. Her face in a crumpped confused, scared and in disbelief scene. I immediately meet her at the door.“What happened to him?”“When I step in, he was lying on the floor. He was....he's...Simon... He's dead, Simon. He's dead.” She can't seem to push every right word to say but she's able to breathe afterwards. “What do you mean he's dead?” I pace through the floor, trying to understand everything she's saying. I'm sure Kim doesn't know this. But how could Richard be dead? Me and mom ran back to the Fin house. It's hard to believe it. It's hard to believe that a person could be dead when you just saw them a few days ago, like a minute ago. Is this a dream? I a
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY FOUR
Endings can sometimes feel like numbing and at the same time you're hoping it's not happening. But the truth is you're not fearing over the end, you're fearing over the change. Because that exactly what I'm fearing now. The change. Sometimes I want to dig open the future and be there and let it become known to me but it's impossible to happen. I feel like I have let the things come to an end without doing something to prevent it. End and change are teo of the most scary things to happen. And mostly the change is what I fear because it is just the way it is and that I can never do anything to with it.I've been sitting in the kitchen table, eating my cereal, and drinking my cold coffee. But it takes me hours to even take a sip of it. In the morning I just feel my hand heavy and I can't even move to lift my cup. My mother called me a few times this morning but even if it was just right next to me. I didn't move a nerve to answer it. The phone rings ten times and I just ignore it like
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY THREE
It's Friday afternoon, 1:56 P.M. I'm walking toward the front door when I see a glimpse of Era outisde their house, throwing the garbage at the same time. I blink a few times, hoping she would be gone then but I guess I don't believe it right away because I know there's no way she's home right now. But she's still there and my heart is beating right out of my chest the moment it sinks in. Everything is happening so fast that I already find myself running towards where she's standing. Her back is on me and when she turns around, there's no trace of shock in her face. Was she expecting me to be here in the first place? It's been three days since I was back from New York. Three days since she was gone. Gad I miss her to much. I can't believe this enough that she's here. Alive and smiling at me as if she never really disappeared. “Era?” I finally say. “Hey.” I find myself shy in front of her. Her smile only widens and then she jumps to wrap her arms around me. I only close my eyes and
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY TWO
I've never been to New York. Well, it was once when my mother took me to meet my father. I was probably five years old at that time. I didn't really know what happened and forgotten how it felt like so I think right now, this is my first time to actually be here and be fully present.If I have one more reason to be here, I would know but right now, one real reason I have is Era. I've been tossing and turning on my sleep last night. Well, technically, I wasn't really sleeping, I was awake and staring at the dark space covering the ceiling. Maybe it was meant to happen that way. To always think of her so I can decide whether I come to New York. Tell her what I feel towards her. Tell her how much I want her. I love her. Gad, it took me years of heartbreak to even decide on this one. To finally confront her with my feelings. I don't know what to expect but I want this to happen. It needs to happen. It has to happen. Because if not now, when? I can't watch her go and be merry with Brad, b
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY ONE
I've never been to New York. Well, it was once when my mother took me to meet my father. I was probably five years old at that time. I didn't really know what happened and forgotten how it felt like so I think right now, this is my first time to actually be here and be fully present.If I have one more reason to be here, I would know but right now, one real reason I have is Era. I've been tossing and turning on my sleep last night. Well, technically, I wasn't really sleeping, I was awake and staring at the dark space covering the ceiling. Maybe it was meant to happen that way. To always think of her so I can decide whether I come to New York. Tell her what I feel towards her. Tell her how much I want her. I love her. Gad, it took me years of heartbreak to even decide on this one. To finally confront her with my feelings. I don't know what to expect but I want this to happen. It needs to happen. It has to happen. Because if not now, when? I can't watch her go and be merry with Brad, b
Falling In Love With Era FIFTY
“So you're going back tonight?” My father asks after he talked to Brad in the kitchen. Brad nods and says, “Yeah. I think Era wants us to go back right away.” He then eyes me and raise one eyebrow. I follow them to the porch while I leave Sophie playing on a little crib my father made for her. He's such a sweet father. Even when I was little he would always got things for me. “But I think we will have dinner with you tonight. Is that...”He speaks even before I can complete my sentence. “Come on. You're my daughter. Of course I would want to have dinner with you here. Me and Simon will be cooking barbecue. What do you request having?” When his name pops out of his mouth, it makes me look down at my shoes. ”Wine, I guess.That's fine too.” I just say. It hits me then that it's Simon and father that have been getting closer now. Will I be able to concentrate later when he will be here, eating dinner with us? With me and Brad on the same table? How would he feels for that? I was broke
Falling In Love With Era FORTY NINE
The moment Brad turns to my main street, my heart skips a beat. There's always something about this street that makes my heart goes that way. Something something about this street that reminds me so much about the entirety of my life. Like the trees next to it, the side walk. The matching cream color of the houses. The way the wind makes almost every little tiny objects move in the middle of a hot afternoon in Holy Cross Village. That name sounds childhood to me. A childhood that was long go forgotten.It's past afternoon, now. Brad and I have been listening to the radio for the last two hours. After that crying and feeling it all about his past, I just then felt steady and fairly positive about this life of mine. Life isn't always going to be that excellent and, all the time, happy. I know that. But this moment with my daughter and Brad marks a good memory somehow. There's always going to be failures and grieves that will be part of life and we should take part of it. Allow them to b
