My heart was pounding as I approached the coffee shop.
This was our dream—Pat and I. Open a café, cater different types of people that would want to enjoy the smell of coffee in a cozy place where they could work, talk, and have fun.
Sinalubong ako ni Cristine, “whoa! Hindi ka late, himala ‘yon!” I rolled my eyes at her, “Nandiyan na si Patricia?” She nodded, pointing to the office’s door.
I breathed in. Breathed out. I kept doing it until I had the courage to open the door. Patricia’s working with lots of paper in her desk, “Pat.” She looked up at me and smiled, “hey.” She seemed a bit off, I wonder if she has an idea of what I’m about to do. I sat in front of her and handed her the resignation letter.
It’s funny tho. Letters are not really necessary, I just wanna be formal with her.
“You, sure? We’ve talked about this a lot of times! And then what, you’re gonna leave this place? And then…” She lost it, crying hard, smudging the papers. “Gosh! Today you are cutting your wrist, and then the next day… I don’t know what to think of anymore.”
Well, that is really it is. This is so much for her and I couldn’t bear to see her like this, dealing with me, trying to make me feel better. Which I cannot do.
This is for her.
“You wouldn't have to deal with me, my shitty mind and attitude Pat. This is all for good. We’ve dreamed of this place together, but that was us when we were in college. A lot of things differ from now. I am different.”
They say you aren’t the person you were five years ago, a year ago, months ago, or days ago. In my case, I believe that. Everything’s changed, I’ve changed. I’ve got all the dreamy stuff when we were in college but now they are gone. As if I am a place destined for something, but there are factors that change it all, taking away all your plans, shifting the road you must have taken.
“But...We’re good. Diba?” I nodded, nonchalantly.
Best decisions really hurt you, doing the right thing may cause you severe pain. Yet you have no choice. I don’t want to be selfish and continue to bring Patricia into my mess. A year was too much for her to take.
“You do not have to leave. Stay in the café, you can handle this ‘di ba? I will just come at least once every three months if you are bothered by me. I arranged all the papers for the deliveries, everything is settled.”
I shook my head. “I already have work, I am committed to it already. My boss is nice, he said I could start working after settling things here.” It came off my mouth unexpectedly, nice lies. I did not wait for her response, tumalikod na agad ako at umalis. I left the café, this time not going back. I should cut off everything from my past, and that includes Pat, the Café, and this City.
The landlady is smiling at me, probably because of the fact that the three months advanced payments were hers due to some agreements, and here I am walking in the hallway with all of my belongings. It’s not that many though, just a backpack, small handbag, and a suitcase.
It took me three hours to arrive at Belle City.
The feeling was exciting yet I find it hard to believe that I was moving to another City for a new life only to think about how to die. I got off the bus, nowhere to go, wandering around to see if there is an available place or room to rent to stay for tonight. A group of drinking men across the street set their eyes on me, which I find creepy.
I walked straight ahead, showing a blank stare which means, “I don’t care.” As I passed the group, one of them stood up. The guy is so thin as a toothpick, he looks like a hanger with his shirt. His eyes were all over me, examining my whole self. “Bago ka dito ano?” I stopped, kilala niya siguro lahat ng tao dito kaya ganoon ang reaksiyon niya. “Yes.” It is possible tho, Belle City isn’t that big, but for a man to know every person in this City he must be someone with connections or a person in politics.
“Sabi na eh! Bagong salta!” All of them laughed, “may matutuluyan ka na ba?” The skinny man said sabay akbay sa akin. Umiling ako, that’s true. I came here with only the thought of running away, trying to make money for my daily expenses, and die. Nothing more. Really stupid of me. Reckless actions. Actions which I wish would bring me to my death.
“Du’n sa paupahan mo na ‘yan dalhin!”
“Oh! My! My! Money!” Weird chants by the weird people. What a weird City is this.
“You don’t have to be afraid of us ms.” A small, thin guy told me with a grin. He looks like a child, minus the old face.
From drinking they are now walking with me, accompanying me to Lolo’s Place. Well it is actually an inn owned by the skinny man who first approached me – Harold. He owned a lot of inns in this City and his usual spot were bus stations so that he and his men could enjoy drinking and accommodate new people to stay at the inn. Nice marketing strategy but they give me the goons vibes – those who would ambush you on the road.
The inn is just a ten minutes walk from the bus station. It is surprisingly nice and well built.
“Iwan ka na namin dito Elle, kausapin mo na lang si Violet. Siya ‘yung mag-aasikaso sa’yo.
Everything went fast, Violet told me about the payment, my room, and all the offers they have. I agreed to stay for a week, and since they have a promo I would only pay for eight thousand pesos which includes breakfast meals.
Violet assisted me to my room. It was quite big enough for me. I settled in and arranged my belongings. I am uncertain what will happen tomorrow, but who else is sure? Even though you depicted what you want to await on you, on your way to it there will always be a force that might change what you have seen.
Now I have to restart my life again, in this new place.
First thing I needed to do was to find a job. I spent the remaining hour of the day walking around to find a new job. I found out that the bus station is a part of Gaston town, next to it is here — Lumiere Town.
This place is a breath of fresh air, just full of strange looking people, simple communities with a really Rural vibe places. Trees, grasses, and hills everywhere. So far this is all I could say to the three towns I've been to which are Lumiere, Gaston, and Maurice. Bumalik ako sa inn nang walang nahahanap na maaaring pagtrabahuhan.
Medyo maingay nang makapasok ako sa loob, mukhang nagkakasiyahan sila at nagkakantahan. Nakaupo sila pa-ikot sa common area, halos lahat ay kumakanta at sumasabay sa nag-iisang lalaking tumutog ng gitara. Halos manliit ang mata ko nang makita si Chris. I did not mind him tho, I made my way straight to my room as if I didn’t see him.
Next day I planned to go to LeFou, Chip, and Beast. Violet told me that these towns were like Urban communities and had a lot of opportunities there.
Hindi ko na mabilang kung naka-ilang ikot ako mula sa una kong puwesto kanina. Hindi ako makatulog. I decided to just go up and breathe a fresh air outside. I slowly sneaked out, since most of the people were asleep.
I successfully got out. I was at the back of the inn, near the entrance of Enchanted Forest. Violet told me that is what they are calling to that place.
Almost all the lights were off at the house. It's serene here, the only noise was the nature. The view was refreshing and calming, there were lots of fireflies hovering around.
I closed my eyes and felt the grass as I sat down.
“I guess I came at the wrong place and at the wrong time again."
Panira.
Lagi.
Hindi ko na nga siya pinansin kanina, akalain mong magkikita na naman kami.
Napapikit ako sa inis. Hindi ko ulit siya pinansin.
I get out to have a breath of fresh air yet all I've got was this.
I did not mind him. I stayed my eyes closed and felt him sitting beside me.
“I throw off the rope." He muttered, as I was about to leave him. I thought of getting some cash inside to pay him for the rent, the Smirnoffs and donuts.
Ngayon ko lang naisip, bakit kailangan ko pa siyang bayaran? I am not in that apartment already, so the money he used was actually useless for me. The food and drinks, he was the one who insisted to pay for them.
“I throw off the rope at your small window in the bathroom." He confessed. His mouth opened again as if I didn't hear him.
“You’re going to hang yourself that day." It is not a question. He's certain.
I can still remember the first time Pat saw all the marks and wounds at my wrists. All those subsided and fresh wounds all over my arms and wrists, I wonder what her reaction would be if she’ll look closely at my waists and legs. Or if she knew those three suicide attempts. Hindi ko na din maalala kung naka-ilang payo na din ba siya sa’kin na pumunta sa therapist, even booked me one dahil sa hindi ko siya sinusunod. Therapists would just talk to me, probably make me plant, take care of pets, write, paint, and so on that they usually advise. At alam kong hindi iyon ang kailangan ko. I feel like tearing up. Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero naiiyak ako. I was sure about dying that day! But he intervenes. Hindi ako nagsalita, wala naman akong sasabihin. If I would just blame him again, it would be nonsense. What’s done is done. Like, this is not the first time that my death was postponed. Ha! Postponed my ass. “It was just a hunch at first, I’ve confirmed it at the bridge.” He stopped,
I asked Chris a hundred times kung saan nga ba kami pupunta but all he said is, "don't complain. I am not abducting you. You'll love it there." Isn't this a kind of abducting me? Chris opened the window, I busied myself staring at the beautiful scenery. It's peaceful and perfect. The moon is showing its crescent shape. I heard him call someone on the phone, asking for a reservation. "Saan nga tayo pupunta?" We're going on a higher altitude, ramdam ko ang lalong pag-lamig ng hangin dahil nga sa bukas na bintana. We're going through a zig zag road. Because of the sign that we've passed through, I found out that we're at Chip. "Did you know that Disney Republic — our beloved country, has eight wonders?" He said, as soon as we parked at the garage. I raised a brow, "eh?" Eight wonders? I think I've read something like that in a travel blog. "What about it—?" I asked. I'm a little bit curious about these wonders that he is telling, but I am in awe because of the building we are fa
Days had passed since I first went here at Lumiere. Medyo minamalas, o siguro talagang malas lang ako? Wala pa din akong mahanap na trabaho. I have only two days remaining at hindi na kakayanin ng pera na dala ko ang mga gastusin. Mabuti sana kung makahanap agad ako ng trabaho, pwede akong makiusap para mag-advanced. Heck. My days are getting even more lonely and gloomy. There are times that I am thinking of just hanging myself in my room, but I can't. Wala akong mapag-sabitan ng lubid. I even walked in the middle of the night and jogged around to lighten up this heavy feeling within me. But those aren't enough. Violet told me about the Beast town. She said there are lots of gardens, farms, and agricultural museums there. She said I could enjoy the place and look for a job at the same time. The town is almost an hour and half from Lumiere. Today could be a nice day to die. Why not? The weather is nice, the place is beautiful. The only problem is how to die. For the past few day
Chris helped me to stand up. He’s now wearing his shirt and we’re on our way to his car. Good thing wala kaming nakasalubong na gwardya o taga-bantay, because we look really suspicious dahil basa kaming dalawa. I did not say anything until we reached his car, he opened the door for me and I made my way inside. Instead of opening the aircon he opened the window, so that we won’t die due to hypothermia. I hugged my knees and leaned my head to the window, feeling the air as he drove. “Still too cold?” He asked, giving me a quick glance before looking at the road again. Halata naman sigurong nilalamig pa din ako? Pft. He suddenly stopped the car. I almost hit the dashboard because of the sudden break, and I almost shouted at him. But then I remembered, he saved me from the pond, lent me a ride, and okay, add the fact that he hugged me so I won’t feel cold. So I restrained myself and just shut up. Bumaba siya ng sasakyan at binuksan ang car compartment. He came back inside the car w
Chris planned all of this. Who in the world could not pay for his stay at the inn but could buy and customize a camper van? That is my only thought while he is showing his camper van. The last time that we met at LeFou, he told me that he had something to do there. And this camper van is that something. He bought it because he told me that he’s sure I’ll agree. The camper van looks like the usual camper van. It is color white. Argh! I settled the ruckus made by Chris due to his overstaying for a day. Since I have a day left for my stay, I told Violet that I’ll give it to Chris since I am leaving today instead of the day after tomorrow. Medyo naguluhan siya pero pumayag naman. I told her it's an easy logic, she’s stupid if she won’t get that. Chris has arranged all his things inside the van while I would just settle for today. After I agreed, he immediately helped me to pack my things. And now we are in his van. The first thing I noticed is the whiteboard where the to-do list
What is the probability of meeting someone who knows a part of you which you have never shared to anyone? How come a stranger knows so much about you and you feel like there is something with him that you cannot explain. A strange feeling of familiarity. It lingers in my mind and shocks my system. I am not used to someone knowing me like this, and this way. I know, these things inside my head are like a puzzle I must solve, an itch I must scratch, and much worse than a broken recorder that I must fix. But I sucks at puzzles, the itch is at my back, and I am not fond of fixing things. After what happened in the resto, Chris and I went into different shops and bought everything we needed. Food supplies that would last for I think — a month. Pillows, pillowcases, bedsheets, and toiletries. Chris just let me decide on everything. He’s paying for everything as well. And he is the one who is bringing all the things we’ve bought. Okay, technically, he bought it. I kept on asking h
A huge gate welcomed us, “Aurodon” was engraved at the metal fence that encloses the place in front of us. “Where are we exactly?” I asked Chris, but he walked past me, bringing the bag full of paints. He talked with someone at the gate and I remained standing — watching him. Chris is actually tall, probably around 6-foot and has an average weight. He does not look like a guy who always goes to the gym but he has a flat stomach. A plain black iris and hair. His eyes are round which looks very much alive. I haven’t stared at him for that long but his eyes always captivate me, I cannot lie about it. Now that I am staring at him while he is talking with the lady guard, he really looks like some good guy – a guy you wouldn’t date because he’s too good to be true. “We just have to sign up, pwede na tayong pumasok pagkatapos.” We walked together to the lady guard to sign up, the lady guard nodded and smiled at us. Chris was the first one to write, I saw him write down his name, address,
After an hour, Chris and I are tired from painting and playing around. The whole rooftop is now painted in the mixture of color black, orange, yellow, green, red, and blue. Chris drew the moon at the upper left corner of the rooftop away from the staircase while I drew the sun below, away from the moon. We’re also soaking in paints. My hair is a mess and so is Chris’ which shows how much we had fun, “this does not incorporate the artwork theme of this building.” We should have at least painted a cage or a bird but we painted the sky with the moon and the sun present together. “We exercised our freedom to do whatever we want in this building.” I laughed. Maybe he’s right. We did not paint freedom, we exercised our freedom. From what we did, I felt like there is a part of me who wishes that days like these would never end. But I always come back to how tragic my life is. We remained in our position, the sun’s up and I think it’s past six. “Chris, have you ever fallen in love?” I a