Beyond the Door (Completed)

Chapter 17

The world stopped breathing for a year.

Yes...

A fucking year has passed.

Time flew so damn fast. Everything changed. I changed... I learned on how to live here, hiding my real identity. They knew me as a witch. With a help of Lucas and Luna—they're the ones who helped me get through with all that shit last year.

I live in a small hut near their village. Well, wala naman na akong choice kundi magstay dito dahil wala namang makakatulong sa akin para makapunta sa totoo kong mundo...

Agad akong napatigil sa pagmuni-muni at bumuntong-hininga.

Umayos ako ng tayo sa aking pagkakaupo sa malaking kahoy at nagsimulang bumalik sa loob ng aking bahay.

Pabagsak akong humiga sa kama at blankong tumitig sa kawalan.

I've never heard anything about him for a year...

Maybe he's happy and contented with that old hag, Caroline.

My 'great grandmother'.

Napairap nalang ako sa hangin at umupo sa aking kama. Nag-inat inat muna ako bago tumayo. Ngunit agad ring napatigil nang may kumatok sa aking pinto.

Napangisi ako at binuksan ang aking pinto. Agad na sumalubong sa akin ang malaking ngiti ni Lucas.

"Sup," salubong niya. Dere-deretso siyang pumasok sa aking bahay at pabagsak na umupo sa aking kama.

Hindi ko mapigilang mapangiwi nang malakas na umuga iyon. Pilit naman siyang ngumiti nang makita ang aking reaksyon.

"Sorry," ngisi niya na sinagot ko ng irap lamang. Kumuha ako ng isang upuan at umupo roon. Tumaas ang gilid ng aking labi habang nakatingin kay Lucas.

He looks so peaceful and happy.

"So, how's life?" I mumbled.

His face lit up upon answering. "Still alive but better."

I pouted. "I'm happy for you, I just hope I can feel the same too..."

His expression changed. He looked at me with a serious face plastered on his face.

"Angel..." I looked away when I saw a mixed expression going on in his eyes.

I tried my best to hide the black circles under my eyes. But he still noticed it...

I nibbled my bottom lip to prevent myself from crying. My chest tightened again.

He still looks at me with the same expression whenever he's visiting me.

It's those pity, sadness, and anger.

Pity, because I can't still move on? And he's sad for me because he can still see the old me... the old Angel who always cry every night because of one damn reason.

I scoffed. How can be one person cause this so much pain?

"I'm still furious, Angel..."

Napataas ang aking paningin sa kaniya. Nakakunot ang noo. He sighed.

"I'm your friend yet I can't do anything to make you better," he bitterly murmured.