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
Patrick'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