Three days passed since the last time I saw Hade. He told me that he was just going to check Jarred first. I wonder if Jarred saw him because he never comes back. What a great thing to do - ghosting. No wonder why he becomes a ghost all of a sudden. Maybe it was his karma? I shake the thought. It was still inadequate to think of someone like that.
He somewhat reminds me of Tycen. Who is he, Tycen 2.0? I can't help but laugh about the thought. I wonder how is Tycen doing after three months? Do I sometimes cross his mind, or it's just me who keeps thinking about him? I wonder if they got back together.
Today was Sunday. I promised myself that I wouldn't do any house chores every Sunday. I have to do whatever I want the whole day. But the thing is, it was so limited. I can only read books that I've already read a thousand times, write my four-year ongoing story that hasn't been finished until now, or annoy my mom or Paris.
I walked towards my notebook shelf and picked one of my first notebooks; I remember buying this on my 16th birthday. I opened the first page, saw my first entry, and closed it aggressively.
"Yuck!" I screamed while waving my notebook aggressively. Why did I even write this back then? This is so disgusting!
I remember that half of my 2018 entries were all about him! It's Vin, my puppy love. I waited for him for three years even though he and my friend betrayed me. What a martyr am I? The good thing about me was I never let my feelings control me. So that's how my madness over him ended.
My phone rang. I walked towards my table and checked who was calling. I picked up my phone and saw Reyleigh's name. I can't help but roll my eyes. I wonder whose name am I going to hear today. Hoping this was the boy she'd been talking about since the last day.
"Hey, Rey, what's up?" I answered. I saw her sobbing on the screen. Wait, don't tell me she messaged that sucker after being dumped last month?
"He never contacted me again!" she cried. I let out a loud sigh. Miller, that guy! I already knew that she will get dumped again. She promised us that she would never bother to find that boy and just moved on. And guess what? She's been looking for him these past few days, and they are already talking. Well, I think the subscription has expired again.
For sure, Taylor would get mad too. Reyleigh never listens to us when it comes to boys. I don't get her. She keeps telling us that she only talks to others because Taylor and I were always busy, and after some talking, she changed her reasons to she wants a boy who will care for her like it was her boyfriend but no commitment, no strings attached yet she's the one who's been being attached.
"Okay, just tell me what you want to hear?" I replied. I don't like repeating myself all over again, but with this girl? I already repeated what I said to her a thousand times.
"I'm not just assuming, but I'm sure that Miller likes me! It's just that I keep pushing him away right from the start!" she insisted while sobbing. Here we go again. I rolled my eyes. What kind of psycho would block you out of nowhere just because he's not feeling well?
"Can't you get the hint, Rey? He stopped talking to you because he thinks he won't grow with you and vice versa. Come on, Reyleigh, you can do better than this!" I said, trying to cheer her up, but in reality, I badly wanted to tear her into pieces. I can't blame Miller for everything, they are both at fault. They become toxic every day. Getting in to fight every day is not a good thing.
"It's my fault why we became like this!", can I hang up the call and text her that my battery died? God knows how done I am with this Miller thing. We've been talking about Miller for almost a month now. She acts like she's loyal when she's not. She's even talking to some guy named Zian. And guess what, they're already in the mutual understanding phase. They start talking for like two weeks. While Tycen and I spoke for almost a year, nothing happened.
"The only issue here, Reyleigh, is Miller, not you," I said. But partially, she has faults too. "But yeah, it's also your fault because you let him do this to you twice.", I corrected. She's no longer crying now. Reyleigh, Taylor, and I were friends since grade nine. They both attend the same school while I'm the only one who was attending a different school. But good thing, they never thought about dumping me, because I was too far.
Reyleigh saved me from drowning last year. The three of us lost connection during our first year in college, but then shit happened, mom got a stroke and Reyleigh contacted me almost every day, checking if I ate, if I rested if I'm doing good, everything. If it was not because of her, I forgot to live a life now.
"How's it going between you and Zian?" I asked. She suddenly smiled widely.
"Well, he likes me.", she chuckled and tucked her hair behind his ears. "It's just me, your friend!" she added while acting cute. I laugh. I still keep wondering why did I approach her and ask her to be my friend back then.
"Wow, the shifting, huh." I reminded. She suddenly acts accordingly.
"Well, how about Tycen? Do you guys still talking?" she asked. Well, I barely talk about Tycen with them. And I was thinking about it. It's been nine months, but I still didn't tell them that we're no longer talking.
"Well, we're no longer talking since October." I shyly smiled. Her eyes widened, and she added Taylor to the video chat.
"Hey guys, what's up?" she said. I smiled at her and shrugged.
"Tycen and Sydney were no longer talking since last year, and she never bothers to tell us.", Reyleigh's reported. She is so worked up now. Taylor makes a face.
"Just like how she told me that she had feelings for him last month.", Taylor said. Rey's forehead wrinkled, and shake her head numerous times.
"Hell no! I told you. You like him.", she starts screaming. Taylor laughs too. I badly wanted to correct her that it is supposedly liked, past tense, but I can't lie. I still think of him sometimes.
"What? Tycen's a good man.", I claimed. They both smirked.
"That was the first time that you put the word good and man in one sentence!" Taylor exclaimed and giggled.
"Yeah, right! You fell, hard girl. How's your heart?" Rey teases. I put my right hand on my chest and let a loud sigh.
"My heart's missing!" I exclaimed and looked at them with a shocked expression. "He stole it!", I added and we all laughed. My door suddenly opens widely, and mom comes in.
"Hi Auntie!", Reyleigh and Taylor said in unison. Mom walks near me and waves to the camera.
"Hello! Hello!" she answered while smiling.
"Guys, I'll talk to you later! Got to go!" I bid my goodbye and ended the call. I look at mom, and she's smiling.
"What can I do for you, ma? Don't tell me you are hungry again?" I tease and poke her tummy. She defended herself quickly and laughed a lot. This is not my mom.
"Why?", My mom will never laugh when I poke her. I'll get a lot of talking or whipping. "Syd?", She won't have this kind of thing with me. I'm not Paris, after all.
"Ate Sydney!" I look at the person who yelled my name, oh Paris. The angel of my mom. The reason why she's in good condition now. "What the hell Ate? Mom keeps calling you. What's going on? Why are you dazed?" she asked. I closed my eyes intently. Fuck off! I screamed in my mind. I open my eyes and stand up. I hold my mom's left hand - the one she can move. And I smile at her.
"What do you want, mom?" I asked. I don't care if this is not my mom. At least I have the chance to do things only Paris could before.
"Ice cream!" she said.
"Okay, I'll buy ice cream. Go watch your Korean drama in the living room.", I said. Why do I sound like a mom? I picked up my wallet and black cap at my table and walked outside.
I inhaled the air when I got out, crap pollution. I look at the sky. It never fails to amaze me what a sunny day. Why does the sky so blue today? And breeze so perfect? I started walking down the road when I saw Aunt Sally - mom's friend.
"Good morning Syd. Where are you going? How's your mom?" she asked. I stop right in front of her and smile.
"I'm going to 7/11 and buy some ice cream, mom's craving.", I say in a joking way. She touches my right shoulder and smiles.
"Lianne is so lucky to have a daughter like you. I wish I had a daughter like you too.", she said. I laughed and bowed my head a little, then started walking again. It's such a drag to walk down our street.
After I turn right, I stop walking and decide to walk the other way. Mom's friends and people who were concerned for her are all there. I won't be able to do what I have to do if I entertain them all.
I pushed the door in 7/11 and walked straight to the ice cream corner. I picked up the double dutch and paid at the counter. When I got home, Paris divided the ice cream and gave me mine.
I entered my room and saw Hade sitting on my swivel chair. I pretended that I didn't notice him and sat on my swivel chair. Just like I expected, I won't feel anything except cold. He stands up and sits at the table, and waves at my face.
"Hello?" he said. And snap his finger on my face, but I don't budge. I'm focusing on eating my ice cream. He pushed my pen holder outside the table, and it scattered on the ground. I glared at him and rushed to check my G-techs. "You're looking at me now.", he said with a straight face. I pick up my pens and check them one by one by writing a line on my hand. They are all fine. I put them back in their place and glared at Hade. He looks mad.
"Do you have any right to get mad at me now?", I asked but his face was still the same. "Do you think being gone without warning is a good thing?" I added. He grinned.
"Why? Don't you do that too to your friends or just someone else? You suddenly disappear and will appear anytime you want.", he answered. I let a loud sigh and walk to my swivel chair and pick up the mug full of ice cream.
"I suddenly disappear because I have something I have to do. And they understand me, and I understand them too if they suddenly don't reply to me.", I said calmly. He puts both of his hands on his hips.
"Exactly, then why are you getting mad at me?" he asked. I looked him in the eye.
"Because I can't contact you. Unlike us. We can do something to know if we are okay. But you Hade? I can't.", I said. He looks away and puts his hands down. He looks more relaxed than before. I wonder what happened to his visit to Jarred.
"So.", he stated and sat back on top of the table. His back was facing me. "I met Jarred, but like how we expected, he's not able to see me. So I decided to use violence." I can hear a demonic laugh in him. He faced me, and I could see a big grin on his face.
"I will tell you a secret that only he and I know, and with that, he will unquestionably believe you that I turned as a ghost.", He added. "Can you please stop chewing? The sounds make me crave ice cream too!" I looked at him and slowly put a spoonful of double dutch ice cream in my mouth and let a loud yum sound.
His face hardened, and his jaw tightened. I stopped eating my ice cream and put it in front of him. I put both of my elbows on top of the table and pulled myself closer to him.
"Can you do it again?" I whispered. His forehead creased, and sit away from me.
"Do what?" he innocently asked. I tried to make my face look cool and tightened my jaw. I stayed like that for seconds and nodded my head, sending him a signal that it was his turn.
He shook his head and stood up. He looked at me first before taking my ice cream away. I quickly stood up and chased him around the room since he could not run outside my room with a mug in his hand without terrifying my mom and Paris.
"Just one!" he screamed while running. I stopped chasing him, and he stopped running away too. "Just let me try to eat just once!"
"What if you can eat? Then, I have to add you to our daily budget! Are you nuts?" I screeched. He grinned at me and put a spoonful of ice cream in his mouth.
"Uhm!" he sighed. He closed his eyes as the ice cream melted in his mouth. Later on, he's already chewing the nuts and marshmallows in the ice cream. He opened his eyes and smiled at me while showing an okay sign on his left hand.
"I can taste it, Sydney!" his voice is full of excitement. What a drag. I snatched the mug from his hands and walked back to my swivel chair.
"So going back," Hade spoke while walking towards me. He was still looking at my ice cream, but I ignored it and started eating it fast.
"We're meeting Jarred tomorrow, at our favorite coffee shop, and the unveiling of truth starts... now.". He smiled creepier than usual.
This was the time of the day when I almost wished I were rich or maybe I was working. Emergency. I looked at my phone. My conversation with my dad was still visible. I tried to hold my tears back since Paris and mom was sitting in front of me. I re-read what I sent to my dad. "Paris got bitten by a rat. I don't have any penny here. What should I do?" I sent. He's still asleep, of course. I stood up and went outside the house. I went straight to Aunt Kaye's house — mom's colleague. "Aunt Kaye, do I have to take Paris to the clinic and get her a shot of anti-rabies? A rat bit her." I directly asked when I saw her sweeping outside their house. She instantly stopped when she heard me. She hurriedly opened their gate and pulled me to Aunt Rita's house, who was currently sweeping their garage. "Rita," Aunt Kaye called. Aunt Rita stopped sweeping and slowly walked toward us. "Your husband got bitten by a dog, right?" Aunt Rita nodded. What has the dog something to do with a rat?
I wondered if I'll be having a day where I never have to spend my day shitting myself out of nervousness like this one. I highly doubt that. As he chills in his seat, Hade keeps laughing about what he told me to say when I approach Jarred at his usual spot wherein we were sitting right now. I decided to accept the offer. I'm still confused if I did this right or what. But just like Hade, I'm also desperate to give Mom and Paris everything they need. I no longer want to keep asking my family for money. Hade told me that he'd be coming around nine in the morning, and we came here at eight in the morning because I need time to adjust and blend in around the place. It's five to nine, he'll be around any minute, and I still don't know what to say first before threatening his life. "Chill, you look so tense. As if you were here to kill Jarred or rob the shop." Hade said calmly. I glared at him and finished my third cup of Iced Caramel Machiatto. I don't drink coffee but, I usually do to
It was peaceful in the Museum. Only soothing murmurs and the sound of people's steps can be heard over the place, maybe because it's still early.We couldn't find a sit anywhere here, so we decided to talk while walking around. His eyes were on the floor while I couldn't help but wander my eyes around. I like the lighting inside, how the sun reflects. I like this kind of vibe. It makes me feel less hopeless."Is this your first time here?" he asked. I looked at him and shyly nodded."So, do you want to look around first before talking?" I stopped walking and shook my head violently. His eyebrows moved upwards, and he raised both of his hands as if I was about to arrest him. "Okay, chill."I sighed and closed my eyes. I have to go home before 2 in the afternoon. I can't let mom and Paris alone for so long."I'll get to the point.", I declared as I opened my eyes. He let his hands down and put them inside his pocket. "Hade's plan was you have to sponsor me." he furrowed his forehead."Ok
The time always went so quickly. Soon I'll be attending one of the prestigious private universities in the Philippines. I looked at Jarred, who was busy contacting people on his phone. Switching schools at the last moment are the worst, and luckily he has a lot of connections. He quickly redialed a number after bidding goodbye to his current phone call. He seemed relaxed for someone in a rush. He keeps checking things in his little notebook while talking to the phone. "Here you go, two Cappucino and one Iced Caramel Machiatto." the barista said while smiling. I smiled a bit and quickly picked up the tray and walked towards Jarred's usual seat- the center seat beside the glass wall. I put his coffee in front of him and the two on me, one for Hade, who has been sitting beside me. He smiled from ear to ear. This time there were no people aside from us. Hade communicates with Jarred through writing since he can't hear and see him. "My secretary already took care of your credentials, a
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I never thought of myself as ugly ever since I was a child. And no one even told me that I'm hideous either. I wore faded jeans, a black shirt, and a black hoodie. It'll be cold in school for sure; I wear it now, so I don't have to when I get there. "Hey, how long will you look at yourself in the mirror? Give the mirror a break!" Hade sulking. I glared at him. He was lying comfortably on my bed with both of his hands placed on the back of his head. I checked the things on my backpack first. Laptop, check. Tablet, check. Ballpen, check, notebook, check. When I saw everything there, I zipped up my bag, put it on, and walked out through the door. I know I don't need paper and a pen, but still, I'm comfortable with it. "I'm going to school!" I shouted while fixing my shoes. My mom popped up in front of me, smiling. She was doing well, and it was good to see how big her improvements were. I hugged her tightly before I got out of the house
It's been a month since I entered T University. I didn't have a hard time blending in with the school. Instead, I had a hard time managing my time. I had so much fun in my organization, and for next month we're preparing for a workshop for all students at T University, and I'm part of the production team!But the downfall was I needed to stay behind after school hours. Whenever I got home, everything was a mess. I've been crying for the whole month while cleaning the house at twelve in the morning.I'll wake up at four a.m. to prepare my mom's breakfast and medicine since Paris woke up in the afternoon. I'll also have to prepare our food until dinner, and it sucks because I have to go to the market. I'm still calculating the best time to go there so that it won't cost me pain.So many things to do at the house and at school at the same time.I had a hard time budgeting too. Our bills suddenly rise. They were ranging from six hundred to one thousand plus real quick.Our bills total amou
I grabbed my bag and quickly headed out of the house. While locking our front gate, I almost jumped due to the car's horn. I looked at the parked car in front of our house and saw Hade and Jarred leaning on the hood with their arms across their chest. I laughed at what I saw. They're trying too hard to look cool, but not going to lie. They both look cool in that pose. I put the keys inside my bag and slowly walked towards them. I scanned Jarred's face. He has a patch on his right forehead, he tried hiding it through his bangs, but it was too short. He also had a band-aid on the left corner of his mouth. I can also see the bandage around his chest peeking on his polo shirt. I wonder where it goes. He texted me last night to meet up today to cover up what we missed yesterday, but we decided to meet at the Cafe as far as I know. What was he doing here? "I thought we're gonna meet at the cafe?" I asked Jarred, who's currently opening the door for me. He just lowers the corner of his mo
I lost the will to continue what I was doing last year. I just want to come back from being a teenager whose only herself was her problem. Because right now, it feels like I'm carrying four whole worlds— as a mom, as a dad, as a daughter, and as a sister. I'm already a whole package. I wonder what else I am missing for Tycen to look for someone else. Maybe time. That was what I've been chasing since last year, time. It's been a week. I don't cook, clean, or do anything, and I didn't even attend my classes for a straight week. And I won't lie. I pity myself a lot. Every time I looked at our house before leaving for school, it was a mess. Mom was cleaning up despite her situation, and I couldn't take it anymore. I feel bad for mom. Paris doesn't care. Was it my fault? Because I didn't raise her, right? Was she even my responsibility in the first place? I'm confused. Am I responsible for whatever is happening to her right now? Jarred was the one who went to Grey publishing. He
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