I'm in love with you (COMPLETE ✅)

CHAPTER 15

"Ano 'yang dala mo?"

"Coffee made by Ace pogi. "

Nilapag niya sa mesa ang box na lalagyan ng limang cup ng take away coffee. Binuksan niya ang mga takip at namangha ako kasi may pa-coffee art pala siyang nalalaman.

"Ikaw talaga gumawa nito? "

"Naman! Nagpaturo ako kay ate Ash. Ang galing ko no? Parang gusto ko na tuloy magpatayo ng coffee shop. Tatalunin natin itong kina ate. "

Abnormal talaga 'to. Tiningnan ko isa-isa ang design niya.

"Anong design 'to? Pangea ba? "

"P-Pangea? Ate naman eh! Bulaklak po iyan. Ayan ang mga petals oh. Para 'yan kay mommy. "

Natawa na lang ako sa reaksiyon niya. Malay ko ba namang bulaklak pala kasi parang isla na nagkawatak-watak ang gawa niya eh.

"Eh ito? I'm sure na grapes to."

Parang gusto niya na akong tirisin base sa mukha niya.

"Para sa'kin yan te eh. Abs yan at hindi grapes. "

"Hahahaha!!! Bakit kasi magkahiwalay? Oh sige last hula na. "

Mabilis na tinakpan niya ang mga kape.

"Tama na te. Tanggapin mo na lang ang katotohanan na hindi mo alam ang art appreciation. "

Nauna na siya sa'king lumabas kaya pumunta muna ako sa counter at nag-order.

"Pwede po miss pakitawag kay ate Ash?"

Tumalima naman agad ang nagbabantay at mayamaya lumapit sa'kin si ate.

"Uuwi na kayo? Where's Ace?"

"Naghihintay po sa labas. Ah te? Pwede po pakisuyo? Pakibigay po nito kay kuya Basil. Alam niya na po kung kanino 'to ibibigay."

Tinanggap niya naman ang hawak kong dirty white color box.

"Sure. Ingat kayo sa pag-uwi. Visit kayo ulit dito 'pag may free time kayo ah?"

I kissed both of her cheeks.

"Opo ate. Thank you so much po. Bye bye. "

Nakapara na pala ng taxi si Ace kaya nakasakay agad ako.

"Nag-text ka kay Daddy na nag-taxi tayo? "

Naka-focus sa cp na tumango siya.

"Anong ginagawa mo?"

"Nag-post sa IG. Huwag kang magkalat ah?"

Pashnea talaga.

[Khirro's POV]

Another year.
Same month.
Same day.

I felt this heavy feeling everytime this day arrive. I can't get away with this even though how many times I tried to get rid of it. It was all my fault.

"Nixon! L-Let go of my hand. P-Please? "

I can feel my grip tightened around her hand.

"N-No. Fight for me, please? W-We can do this! Just don't let go. I'm begging you. D-Don't leave me. "

My vision gets blurry because of unshed tears and added by the heavy drops of rain.

"I-It's too late, Nixon. Remember that y-you're the best thing that ever happened to me. Y-You're my happiness. I'm glad that during my l-last breath you're still here with me. Holding my hand. Afraid to let me go. I don't want to be selfish this time. I-I want you to find a girl who will love you more that I love you. H-Hindi ko na kaya, Nixon. "

The time she said she's giving up also the moment she let herself slipped away from my grip.

"NO!!!"

I woke up because of the reccuring knocks outside my room. Heavy bullets of sweat wet my body. I brushed my hair with my hand upward. I'm also having a hard time catching my breath. Those dreams kept on haunting me. Those dreams can still vividly recall by my brain even how many years have passed.

"Khirro? You're awake? "

"Y-Yes mom. "

Though I'm still weak I still manage to stand up and open the door. Worried still visible on her face as she touched my forehead.

"Thank God, bumaba na ang lagnat mo. Let's get inside. You need to drink medicine. "

I sat on my bed and drink my meds.

"How do you feel? "

"I'm fine, mom. Thank you for taking good care of me. "

"Of course. You're my son and I love you."

"I love you too, mom. "

"Ay! May hinatid pala si Basil. "

Ngayon ko lang napansin ang dala niyang box.

"Umuwi na po siya?"

"Yes, after he gave this. Galing pa pala 'tong Hoshino's. I suddenly missed Ash. Bibisita ako ron bukas. "

She handed me the box and checked again my temperature before leaving.

I examined the box before opening it.

A take away coffee and heart shape white chocolate cake. I picked up the coffee and I saw a card underneath.

'Get well soon, Khirro.
                 -Aestherielle'

It's been a long time since I smiled like this. How ironic, how can be this four words brought smile into my lips? And just by imagining her, a sleeping feeling deep inside my soul slowly waking up from it's deep slumber.

Is this even normal? Or am I in danger?

Should I guard myself from getting hurt? Or start risking knowing that there's  chance that I might hurt her?

Have I moved on?
Am I ready?

Why am I like this?