Separated by fate, haunted by the past– that's how they live. Until they met again; they built hatred, showed agony, betrayed friends, wanted to be loved, and learned how to sacrifice one's happiness. Remember those nights that I've been disturbing you, it's because I can't say what I need to say. Remember the time that I didn't disturb you; I'd been holding on so much, hoping that you'd be the one to call me first– and you did. Every time I hurt your feelings, I'm hurting too. I– I just don't know how to tell you the exact words, so I keep on annoying you. I'm sorry for all the troubles that I have caused– "I know," I said, and I hugged him. I can sense the same pain as what he is in my dream. Confessing is not bad. I'm just overwhelmed because I feel the same way. "I like you too, Alex. I don't know how, I don't know why but that's how I felt. I hate you harassing and annoying me but I missed it when you don't!" I smiled. Their fate is twisted.
View MorePatrick's POV:Finally, I can be with Miyah now. It gives me a lot of courage to go back to the Philippines. Miyah gave me that strength.We're on our way to the restaurant where her best friend and her boyfriend are."Alex, Ken! Sorry, we're late!" Miyah said. The girl in front of me looks familiar. I can only see her back, but I'm already nervous.Is it you?"Alex, Ken, this is Patrick. Finally, you get to meet him!" Miyah happily said while holding my hand.It is her!It took me years before I finally moved on. Miyah is my life now. She completes the missing pieces of me.But why does it have to be her?Why does Alex have to be Miyah's best friend?"Babe, this is Alex, my best friend. And this is Ken, her boyfriend!" Miyah said cheerfully. She smiles at me, and I feel guilty."Hi,"
I was the one who left. I left him with no explanations, so it's right to act that he doesn't know me at all."Oh! Right, Alex. He's from Cebu, and I guess you went to the same high school," Miyah said while chewing her food."Really?" I pretended to be surprised by Miyah's statement. I acted like I didn't know him as well. I wanted to cry, but I knew I should not ruin this day."Yeah, right baby?" she asked the man from my past."Yes babe," he smiled sweetly at Miyah.This is killing me."Please excuse me!" I said, standing up. I went to the restroom and broke down. I know I'm still wearing makeup, but I can't help it now. I can't handle it.Why now, Alex?Why Miyah?Am I really entangled in my past?Why can't I be happy for Miyah?I stayed there for almost thirty minutes until
I woke up to the sound of my cellphone. "Hello?" I asked groggily."Alex! Where are you? Why didn't you come to class? Do you know we had a quiz earlier? What's your excuse for Mrs. Galvez? You know she's strict!" Miyah bombarded me with questions."I just woke up," I replied, not in the mood."Oh! Really? It's already two in the afternoon, Alex. Are you sick? Sorry—How are you feeling?" she asked, concerned."I'm okay, Miyah, just needed some extra sleep," I replied, still not in the mood."Okay, I'm on my way," she added."Wait, no! We still have the next subject—" I couldn't finish my sentence as she hung up on me.Miyah has always been like that, treating me like her younger sister. Whenever I'm sick, she's there to take care of me. She prioritizes me over her own needs, just like now, skipping class b
A moment of silence ensued, but curiosity got the better of me, so I asked, "Are you a transferee?"He seemed confused. "No, I'm not. You just don't see me because I don't like people looking at me. I'm always covered with my shadow," he said in quick succession. He took three consecutive sips.Ah, I see. Not all dreams come true."I was talking to my ex that time you threw the vase," he admitted, looking hurt.Really? Did I ruin everything?"But you were laughing that day, right?" I asked, puzzled."Yes, I was," he replied shortly. "She was asking for my forgiveness at that time," he said calmly. "She cheated, anyway!" He smirked again. "I find it amusing because, despite all the things she did, she still had the audacity to ask for us to get back together!" I just stared at him. "
I was enjoying my meal alone in the kitchen with explosions of thoughts about my dream still lingering in my mind. It felt so real, yet I could vividly see Alex's back by the beach, not quite the same as in my dream.As I sipped on a glass of water, a sudden flashback occurred."I liked you, Alex!"I gasped in surprise."No! No! That was just a dream, dear. Don't be so surprised. According to some beliefs, dreams are the exact opposite of reality!" I tried to calm myself as the scenes kept flashing back."Every time I call you ugly, that means you are the most beautiful woman in my eyes. When I said you're stupid, I was referring to myself that I can't even express how much I like you.""That's nonsense!" I shouted, tapping the table in frustration. My anger was reaching its peak."What nonsense?" Alex's voice surprised me as he was already behind me.
I am sitting on the sofa facing him."So, how are we going to go home?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow."I said, we can't!" He raised his eyebrow at me as well."We are in the middle of nowhere, Alex!" I stood up with my hands on my hips. "Far from the city! We don't even have money!" I waved my hands in the air. "So, how am I going to explain this to anyone? Huh?" I slowly narrowed my face at him. "I'm only 16, Alex! What if Dad finds out that I'm not home?" I sat down heavily, scratching my head.Stupid!"I don't know." That was his only response amidst all my words. He was still leaning against the wall. He seemed relaxed, but I felt so nervous.I can't even stand this guy for a day, how much more for a week!"What about our classes? We'll be absent for a week?" I asked. I was
I can't seem to handle the headache I'm having right now. I didn't know that this is what a hangover feels like. I wonder how I got to my bed remembering last nights scenes.I puked.That's the last scene that I can recall.What happened next? Who was the guy I was with last night?Did something happen? Oh my God!I kept remembering everything, but only a few scenes would come out.You're mine!A flashback quickly passes in my memory.What? Talking to a stranger all night long just to tell him "You're mine?"Are you crazy Mildred Alex Kate?Shit!When will I stop dismaying myself?Shit, Alex!Never drink alcohol again!I wanted to head-bang my head because of too much embarrassment, but I still couldn't handle the sore in my head. I check my wristwatch, it's past 9 am already and I know I'm
Alex dragged me to the Cafeteria. Yeah! He is holding my hand and everyone is staring at us."Hey!" He touched me. "Are you alright?" he asked me. He had the guts to ask me if I was okay. Honestly, I don't feel like talking to him."Pumpkin?" he asked softly.I raised an eyebrow again and pointed my finger at him."One more pumpkin and I'll really punch you big time!" I withdrew the hand he had been holding. "What's the matter with you? Aren't you done teasing me!" I said angrily."Chill!" he said jokingly. He raised both his hands facing me with a smile."Do you think I can still stay calm in my situation now?" I raised an eyebrow at him again. "Been to detention because of you, for a stupid reason!" I looked at him from head to toe. "For what? Kissing you?" I pushed him. "Correction Mr. Alonzo, I didn't even think of touching your face!" I keep saying. I didn't want to cause a scene, so I talked to him in a whisper. "First, I don't fucking know you! Second, I don't have plans on lik
"Miss me?"His voice made me stand from where I was staying.Oh, shit!He's really awake. My hand became shaky while answering the phone. My heart keeps pounding so fast that I can't even control myself on how to breathe properly."I know you fucking miss me, pumpkin!" He chuckled and cut the line. I know he is smirking right now.What's with you, Alex?That made me more wide awake at this hour. It seems that the situation has become upside down. I missed him not messing with me.Jerk!Feeling blessed?I can't get why he's playing hard to get this time!I keep talking to myself. I handed the folded folder on top of my desk while calming myself. I eyed the air conditioner, thinking that it was not functioning because of the sweat coming from my forehead.Huh! You are not handsome anyway. Tss!I kept punching my pillows. I can't get enough from him answering the call. I couldn't find the perfect position that would put me to sleep.I'm in the middle of my confusion when I hear a beep fr
We all have that dream of finding the guy who would perfectly love us despite our imperfections. We even adore those hunks we saw in the movies we watched and wished that one of them would be our partners for life. But everything was just an illusion.Five years ago, I had this paranoid, devastating, funny, sweet, and cheesy relationship with my first love. I can still remember our first encounter.FLASHBACK.3:00 PM during Filipino class. I was in my third year at that time. The class went boring and I suddenly felt the urge to go outside and find someone to bully. Yes! You got it right; I'm not the usual pabebe teenager during my high school days. I loved punching guys and I do love bullying the weaklings. My classmates have their groups every break time to talk to, but I prefer to stay alone at the Mango Tree reading books.Our class was on the third floor. It's not that I loved skipping class, but I just felt bored and wanted to walk around campus. I don't want to sleep in Mrs. De
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