I haven't met Tycen personally, and being close with Hade makes me feel like I was with Tycen. There's a difference between them, but Hade made me think about what I felt when I was still in contact with Tycen. I'm not sure if this is because of Hade's actions towards me these last few days. But it was bothering me. I can't even look at him or talk to him without having these weird thoughts. I know it's insane to think like this, but how can I stop doing it when all I can think of is Tycen? How can different people have the same type of personality? They're not similar in all aspects. I'll never know I never met Tycen. But what if the Tycen I know was not the real Tycen, it's the Tycen I created in my mind? Wouldn't it be a great thing because I'll be able to move on faster? My overthinking was interrupted when I heard a knock on my table. I looked at the ghost in front of me, currently sitting at the table. He's smiling from ear to ear. "What now?" I asked. He faded and popped
The furniture inside the restaurant was classy looking and had high-quality antiques. They also have high-quality artwork on the walls, tastefully arranged. Dining tables were spaced a little farther apart, giving guests more room and privacy. I folded my mouth, checking myself if I had left it hanging open. This is my first time getting into this kind of restaurant. First and foremost, we cannot afford the price, and of course, we don't fit in. I'm afraid to eat. Can I just order water instead? I'm not familiar with the spoons and any other silverware on the top of the tables, damn. The waiter leads us to our table. Jarred helped me sit in my chair even though I didn't need any help. I smiled at him and watched them sit on their own. I'm not sure if I should have let President De Verra sit first. I secretly pinched my hand under the table to stop myself from overthinking. The waiter approached President De Verra. Do I even have to call Jackson President De Verra for the rest of my
It was so bright. I closed my eyes again. It feels so heavy; everything feels so heavy. I tried opening my eyes again, and I saw unfamiliar faces. They are wearing white coats and have stethoscopes hanging on their necks. I think they're talking to me, but I can't understand what they say. I blinked and looked to the other side, and I saw mom. She looks so worried; she's in no place to worry. She should be at home. Who the hell brought my mom here to see me at this state? I tried moving my fingers, but I couldn't move. My whole body feels so numb I can't even speak. It makes breathing hard. I heard the sound of a machine. One of the people in a white suit put an oxygen mask on me. It feels better. I closed my eyes and left the people around me in chaos. I want my peace back. ----- "I'll take Lianne and Paris home, and I'll be back; please stay here until I get back." I opened my eyes wide and tried to get up, but I couldn't. I felt someone's touch on my shoulder. Jarred smiled
It took me three days at the hospital; it was hell. Fortunately, I'm going home now. The doctor came to my room while I fixed the bed; he was with a small piece of paper. I should take this chance to talk with my doctor; he smiled at me at handed me the paper. "It's the list of the medicine you have to take. You have to take those at the right time and make sure that you eat a whole meal before taking it. Don't just eat bread or what; sleep for at least six hours at minimum." he sighed at seriously looked me in the eye. "I'm not trying to scare you, Sydney, but you have a high risk of being on a cardiac attack due to blood clotting. Take care of yourself; you're too young. I don't know what you're going through, but please seek help, okay?" he tapped my sho
I rode in Jarred's car; Mr. Agnello insisted on just riding one car, but luckily, Hank and Jarred insisted on using their own car so it would be easier to get home after dinner. Hank didn't argue when Jarred announced that he would take me with him. As we go across the road, my heart beats faster than usual. It felt like it was about to explode. I put my right hand on my chest, hoping it would calm it down slightly. "You good?" I glanced at Jarred, who was focusing on the road. I nodded. I know he'll see it in his peripheral vision. "Don't be nervous, we're just eating." easy to say than to do. I let my hand fall to my lap. How would I start investigating, though? How am I going to know who made Hade on a comma? Was it an accident or staged? We have arrived at La Push, and we were the last to come. They were all waiting at the table. We walked towards them and took a sit. I sat between Hank and Jarred, while Jackson sat on Jarred's left and Mr. Agnello sat on Hank's right side. S
I pushed the number eight-button in the elevator. I first checked Jarred since he's not picking up his phone. I am still worried about what happened to Hade, and I didn't see him at the house too. The elevator's door opened, and I saw Hank and Jarred laughing. Their laugh fell as they saw me and shifted their gaze to the top of the elevator door and then back at me. "Do you need anything?", Jarred innocently asked as if nothing happened yesterday. I'm burning mad, I'm being emotional, and it was not necessary. I breathed and smiled at them as they entered the elevator and pushed the ground floor button. They faced me after the door closed. "I was contacting you yesterday, but you're not picking up.", I said. Hank stared at Jarred while Jarred looked at me like he was caught red-handed. "You suddenly made me get off the car and drove away.", I added. His brows lifted in shock. "What?" he stuttered. How am I supposed to ask him about Hade when he can't understand me. "Oh, the incide
After we talked to the staff of Arrow Publishing for the upcoming event, I told Jarred that I was not coming back to school, and he dropped me off straight at my house. I felt too tired. When I entered our house, it was a mess. I wanted to whine and get mad, but I didn't have the energy to produce those feelings. I just stared at Paris while I walked past her, and I didn't even bother to greet mom. I twisted the doorknob of my door and entered my room. I instantly locked it and slammed my body at my bed; I stared at the ceiling wall and listened to my growling stomach. I bet there's no food in the kitchen to eat. I have money, and I can just order anything. But if dad knew that I'm earning now, for sure, he won't hesitate to come home and enjoy his awaited retirement. And guess what his retirement plan was. It was me! I picked up my phone to check the messages and speaking of. He messaged me. 'As soon as I get my paycheck, I'll send it to you, but for now, I really can't find anyo
I'm still bothered about what Hank said last night. What does he mean by Hade living under the name of Tycen? I am so confused. I know Tycen was a common name, but still, I wasn't hallucinating when I saw Tycen from Hade. But I'm not sure if the Tycen I know was the Tycen that Hank mentioned. I wiped my face using both of my hands, slid it straight to my hair, and held a tight grip on the strands of my hair. I let a low groan and slammed myself on the bed. The fact that I didn't hold on to Tycen so that I won't be having a headache because of a boy, yet I'm so stressed out about the theory I had that maybe Hade and Tycen are the same person. If Hade was Tycen, how would I react? Will I get mad? What would be my reason for getting angry? Tycen and Hade didn't do anything wrong for me to respond like that. Will I be happy? Of course, I would be glad if I was a help to him. I instantly sat when I heard a knock on my door. When the door opened, mom peeked at me while smiling. I fo
Paris' P.O.V.Mom recovered her speech now. She can have a normal conversation without stuttering or just using one to three words. But still can't move her left hand. Dad changed. He was like a new person, like a freshly born. After I graduated from high school, Dad returned to the Philippines. He ran a food business which was actually a hit, just like how you imagined it would turn out. Dad quit drinking alcohol and looked much more healthy than ever. He and mom were running the business. And their relationship was far from how we saw it. It became better than ever.I took Architectural, just like how we planned for our future, and I graduated as Laude. Who's stupid now, Sydney? I remember we were talking about it when you asked me what my future would be, and we both stayed quiet for a while thinking about our future. One night, we decided to stay up and eat midnight snacks. We sneaked outside while mom was sleeping and bought food on 7/11. We stayed on the roof watching the moon
I stared at the end of the aisle and saw Hade staring at me with tears in his eyes. Hade smiled as I took my first step on this red carpet. I never thought that I'll look good in a White dress. Every step I took, I saw images of us, how we met, and spent every second, minute, hour, day, and month together. I stared at Hade's face remembering every detail. He looked so happy, and I could never ask for anything else.When I reached the end of the aisle, I smiled at him and walked toward him and smiled. I mouthed congrats before I walked to the side to give way to his bride. I watched you shift your gaze to your bride, how your smile changed when she started walking toward you, and how the crowd cheered for her. The ceremony started, and just like my usual stay at church, I felt sick; I needed to get out of here, but I didn't want people to say that I hadn't moved on yet. It has been four years. Four years had passed, and he moved on, and I'm glad he found the love he needed.When the c
We walked around the hospital ground. The right side of the hospital was a golf course, while the left side was the hospital buildings. We watched the old man and lady play on the trail as we walked. They seemed like they were enjoying their lives to the fullest. I smiled as I watched them, mom should be doing that these times with her friends, but I ruined it. She was lying flat on her hospital bed. "What do you want to talk about, Sydney?" Hade asked. I looked at him and instantly looked away. I shouldn't be doing this, and I know deep down why I wanted to tell Hade how I feel, although I'm in this complex situation. We're not using him again as a distraction. I glanced at Hade and smiled at him as I shook my head. He stopped and stared at me. I stopped walking and walked back toward him. "You don't have to rush it, Sydney. I'm willing to wait this time." He smiled. My mouth slightly hung open, I was about to say something, but no voice came out. I stared at Hade's face, and he l
After some time of thinking and processing all of the things that happened to me this year, I decided to just push my luck further. I mean, mom recovered, she and Paris is my top priority, but now that I have already given them the things they needed without me needing to worry about almost everything, I think a little heartache from someone won't wreck me.I messaged Hade to meet me at the restaurant where we first met when he woke up from a comma. I told him that I had reserved the same room and the same time for us to meet up. It was still dawn, and I hadn't been sleeping yet. I don't know, but I feel sad these days and keep overthinking things. I am aloof to almost everyone but trying not to be obvious, so I don't have to explain things.I took off the comforter out of my lower body and stood up. I walked to my balcony and sat there. I stared at the dark sky—the moon was shining alone; I could not see any stars.I want to risk it; I'll tell Hade later that I like him, and then wha
I am baffled about what to do about my feelings. Everything seems to happen way too fast as if someone clicked the eight times speed on my life. I suddenly achieved all of my goals and dreams in a span of a year. Mom suddenly returned to normal as if she had never suffered a stroke. Paris suddenly became responsible as if she was never lazy. And about dad? Enzo, Kurt, and Arnie all seem unreal, dad having his own company. I cannot digest this all. Having someone like Jarred around seems unreal, too; no one would just take care of you like that except your own mom if you're lucky enough to have a loving mother like that.Being one of the rising writers is unbelievable. I can travel anywhere I want with my mom and sister without worrying about money. It was just so surreal. I walked towards the stairs; I called Jarred last night and asked him to meet me today; I have something to discuss that I think only Jarred would understand. I saw mom and Paris sitting on the couch, watching me w
Victoria transferred to our school. The semester ended last month, and we were already on our second week. Victoria and I were in the same classes. She sat beside me on every subject we had. Victoria told me things about her, like that she loves shopping and playing games, which is where Victoria met Hade, whom she first knew as Tycen as well. Victoria talked about how she fell for Hade. My heart ached when she told me that Hade confessed to her first. I suddenly felt unease. Hade made the first move to Victoria while he never cleared his intentions with mine, maybe because my intention with him was just to be friends; that's why he didn't pursue me at all. But wasn't it ironic? Why does he want to see me after they broke up? Didn't she fill everything up? Wasn't it enough? If Victoria didn't satisfy Hade's want, then how about me? I have nothing to offer, and I still put my family on top of everything.After our classes, we walked towards the Oreo building; I heard Victoria join the
Hade promised me that he'd not tell anyone about the Cielo Alto. We enjoyed our stay at Cielo Alto. We toured the whole villa, admired the beauty of the mountains and the sky on my cabin's balcony, made a bonfire in the evening, and talked more about our past and what we thought of each other the first time we spoke. It was a site named Emerald. I have been using that during my off-season at the University since I dropped out. I was trying to enhance my communication skills since I don't particularly appreciate socializing that much, and I have to strengthen my communication skills since the degree I'm taking up requires good communication skills because we work around people, and we got connected; he was awkward and stiffed the first few minutes. But then he loosed a little when I started joking around. I'm really a good talker when I'm around people who are shyer than I. But I'm the quietest when I'm with people like Reyleigh and Taylor. They were social butterflies while I'm a wa
Tell me Hade's attention was on me, not on Victoria. I repeatedly said inside my head as I waited for Victoria to wake up Hade. I could hear his groans and sleepy talk."Sydney's waiting for you.", I heard Victoria say."Uhh, what?" Hade's voice was low, confused, and very drunk. I could imagine Hade's confused face. I heard hasty footsteps on the other line."Hello?" he said in his morning voice."Hade, what took you so long to pick up your goddamn phone?" I said irritatedly. I heard Hade clear his throat and footsteps again and the chinking of his keys."Hade, wait, you can't drive; you're still drunk.""I can, Victoria." He stopped. "And why am I here in a hotel?" he said. It seems like he put the phone away from him. His voice sounds small. I wasn't able to hear Victoria's answer. I waited and glanced at the three guys sitting in front of me. I muted myself, put the call on speakers, and put it on the table. They all looked at the phone and glanced at me, confused."You guys up to
When I opened my eyes, I saw mom sitting on the side of my bed while Hank was leaning on my balcony, his arms crossed in his chest, staring at me. I instantly checked if my hands were tied and looked around me."I'm at home.", I whispered, staring at mom confusingly, she glanced at Hank, and he shrugged. Mom shifted her gaze at me and helped me sit, and leaned my back on the headboard. She tucked the strand of my hair behind my ears and cupped my left cheek."You're at home, sweetie. Tell me what happened." I closed my eyes and put my left hand on my forehead. Trying to recall what happened."I was in my usual room at the hospital, and then my hands were tied on the bed. I could barely move and speak." I glanced at Hank; he was staring at me, listening very carefully. "He injected something into my IV bag, and I felt very, very sleepy. But I heard him say something." I closed my eyes again and thought about it carefully. I shook my head when I couldn't remember the words."Who?" mom a