Before You Became a Memory のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

We went straight to Dy's house. He just had someone else deliver what was supposed to be dropped off at Vicente. Once we got inside, Dylan quickly pounced on me, sending me tumbling onto the bed with him lying on top of me."You idiot!" I said, annoyed, because my foot hit the corner of the bed. He kissed my lips."You didn't even tell me your ex was back from abroad."I couldn't answer what he said, so I pushed him off. How could he say Jr was my ex? "What are you talking about?" I asked, playing dumb as I stood up."That guy at the waiting shed earlier – isn't he the guy you told me left you and went abroad?" he said, sitting up and walking to the small fridge. "That's him, right?""What makes you say that?" I asked without looking at him. I stood up, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and started drinking."Actions speak louder than words, and that guy wouldn't have had the nerve to hold you in front of your boyfriend if nothing had happened between you two.""It's him, but he's not m

DYLAN picked me up yesterday at Lax's house, and we went straight to his place. I slept here too, and now I have just woken up."Eat up; I already cooked. I'll take the motorcycle because I have somewhere to go. Do you still want me to drop you off at your house?" he asked while changing clothes."No need, I'll just take a taxi so I don't hassle you too much.""Alright then." When he finished changing, he approached me to kiss my lips. "I'll go ahead; you lock up here."I nodded at him and wiggled my eyebrows. "Take care," I reminded him."You too." Then he stepped outside.I remained lying on the bed staring at the ceiling when my phone suddenly rang. I felt around for it on top of the small table to see who messaged.Janel: ‘Mia, do you have money? Exams are coming up soon.’Reply: ‘Wait for me; I'm heading home.’I put the phone in my pocket and walked to the table. I couldn't just leave without eating, or that idiot might get sulky that I didn't eat what he cooked. After eating, I

This was the kind of conversation where Dylan and I connected. Because we shared the same view, and even when we differed at times, in the end, it still pointed to one direction. We still agreed because we wanted to convey the same point for different reasons."So, you mean, all children who choose to be free and follow what they want for their own happiness are selfish?" I asked him."Yes. If their families aren't happy with their choice, especially their parents." Then he looked at me and smiled. "Because they chose to make themselves happy even knowing it would hurt their family's feelings. So the two of us are double-selfish because not only are our families unhappy with what we're doing, we're also putting their dignity at risk if we get caught doing these things.""Fuck, life is so unfair to us children," I said, annoyed."That's just how it is, Mia, because we're just the children. We might not have asked them to give birth to us, but we still owe it to them that they raised us

Dylan's eyebrow and the side of his lip were cut. Meanwhile, Jr had a scrape on his cheekbone and eyebrow. I just rested my hand on my forehead out of sheer annoyance."Fuck's sake, Dy, I told you you'd just get into a fight here!" I complained."They play dirty," he reported, pointing at the guys they beat up. "And then they were cheating us," he pointed at Jr too.They were teammates in the game?I didn't care."Even so, you shouldn't have joined the brawl." Then I swatted him with a handkerchief. It was really annoying, and he even got bruised."It wasn't his fault, Mia," Jr suddenly chimed in, making me glare at him and raise an eyebrow."Was I talking to you?" I asked. "No, right?" He didn't answer. "So shut up.""Let's just shut up, bro." Dylan signalled as if zipping his lips. Then the two of them laughed.Chief Devera arrived with a few village security officers, making my face darken even more. This guy was such a pain. He knew he was on thin ice with officials here, yet he s

Even if we felt the same way back then, our relationship never had a label. In short, he was never my boyfriend. Most importantly, I wouldn't abandon the person who stood by me when I barely recognised myself—the person who supported me even when I was taking the wrong path. I might not have ended up on the right track, but he never left my side."Do you still love me?" he asked, looking straight into my eyes, and I met his gaze.Did I still love him?I would be a hypocrite to say no, because deep down I knew the truth. I knew the right answer to his question. Through all the time we spent apart without seeing each other, he had never once disappeared from my memory or my heart. Seeing him face-to-face only proved it further."Yes", I answered without pretence."I love you too, Mia. You, just like Mia.""I've come to love Dylan, too," I said with a sigh. "Between the two of you, he deserves to be chosen more because I met him when my life was a complete mess, yet he never abandoned me