He Falls For Me (Revised)

Fifty-eighth Chapter

Jucylle's Point of View

I woke up from a bad dream. Agad kong binuksan ang lamp shade at niyakap ang unan ko. Damn goodness gracious, why does his memory keep hauting me? Those brown eyes I used to admire about him.. the red lips I used to like.. his entire existence that I used to love.

Seconds later, I found myself crying. I miss him so much. I really do and it hurts. But knowing that he doesn't miss me hurts more. Why is it so unfair? They were the one who fooled me and yet.. I was the one who's hurting so much.

"Crying in the middle of the night, e?" I heard he asked. I brushed the tears and gazed my eyes at him.

"Why are you here? You're supposed to be sleeping. We have classes tomorrow." he went near me and sat at the edge of my bed. He looked tired and yet.. here he is. Sitting before me.

"Hmm. You're supposed to be sleeping too, Jucylle. Is something bothering you?" I shook my head and gave him a light smile.

"I-I just had a bad dream. Nothing to worry." He gently caressed my face before heading his way out my room. I sighed.

This is one of the nights when past is haunting me. I never stopped dreaming about what happened before. I could still remember how we started and how we badly ended. I closed my eyes. Bakit kailangang napapanaginipan ko pa ang gabing iyon? I thought I was over everything tapos mapapanaginipan ko ulit. Then I'll start thinking about them again, and realized that I'm still not over it. Damn, how cruel can this life be?

Pagod na ako. Sobra. I know I'm so tired but my mind and heart just won't listen. I'm trying to fix the broken pieces, no matter how hard it is. Kahit na sobrang hirap kalimutan. I've been through hell and I know it's enough for me to move on. I need to forget and start anew. They're just a part of my past, not my future. They will always just be a lesson that I'll definitely remember.

"Why can't I just forget everything?"

Nag-doorbell ako at isang kasambahay namin ang nagbukas ng gate. I smiled at her before heading my way inside. I was home after 12 hours. I checked my phone and informed Ran that I was here already. Nakita ko si mom sa kitchen at lumapit ako sa kanya.

"You're home? Why is it so sudden?" she asked. I sat on the chair at ipinaghanda ako ni mom ng maiinom. My head aches. Hindi ako nakatulog sa eroplano dahil ang dami ko na namang naiisip.

"Hmm.. I have to talk to dad.." sagot ko. Masyado pang maaga dito. Siguro ay tulog pa sila daddy at tita. Mom sat next to me.

"Ano yun, Jucylle? Can't you talk it over the phone kaya umuwi ka pa dito?" I nodded. Nang ma-brewed ang coffee ay tumayo si mommy para ilagay ito sa cup.

"Not about personal stuffs, mom. But I think dad's been too manipulating. Don't you think, mom?" tanong ko. Since I went here, napansin kong para nalang akong sunod-sunuran kay dad. At kung hindi ko pa ipinilit before na sa Oxford ako mag-aaral ay hindi pa siya papayag. He decides for me as if I'm just a pre-schooler. Can't I get my own life?

"Why? What is it this time, baby? Mind telling me?" I sighed. Hindi alam ni mommy ang ginawa ni daddy ngayon? Mas sumasakit lang talaga ang ulo ko.

"Gusto niya akong pag-trabahuhin sa Pilipinas, mom. You know I can't right? Ayoko na ngang bumalik doon e. Hindi na sana ako nagpunta doon kung alam ko lang na doon pala ang business trip nila Ran." sagot ko. Napabuntong-hininga nalang si mommy sa sinabi ko. She patted my back.