STILL YOU

CHAPTER 3

Days passed by.

Saint took a seat near the field where Tommy and Poppy were enjoying themselves as they play their sports under the peak of the sun. It's so hot and thanks to the shadow of the tree behind him, Saint spared his skin from irritation. To keep from boredom, Saint took his phone and scrolled through his social media account. He's so busy scrolling when a pair of girls came near him.

"P?", one of the girl said. He looked up.

"Hm?",

"Ahm, we would like to give you this letter", the girl talked shyly.

"Letter?" Saint looked hesistantly on them as he took it. "Thank you" he smiled.

The two immediately left soon as they gave him the letter.

"What's to matter with "em?  Saint was about to open the letter when someone coughed behind him. "Oh sh*t!" He looked at his back.

"Love letter?", Jimmy came near him.

"P, you scared me.", He glared at him.

"Ho-ho, I'm sorry. Can I sit next to you?",

"Why ask me? do I own this?",  Saint sarcastically said. Jimmy sat next to Saint as his eyes fixed on his Love, Tommy.

"Why ain't you playing?",

"Nah! I'm fine. It's too hot, don't wanna get all red all of a sudden",

"Right, I forgot. You have the most sensitive skin of all.", Jimmy smirked, Saint chuckled."Heard what happened between you and Zee? Are you okay?"Saint looked at Jimmy, and faintly smiled.

"Somehow", he replied. "Do you know about it?. Jimmy froze. He didn't know what to say, Saint's a keen observer so he finally understood what's  the meaning behind Jimmy's reaction. "I see".

"Saint, I'm sorry, it's just that.."

"Jimmy!", Tommy yelled calling as he runs towards Saint and Jimmy. "What's up?"

"Hm, just wanted to see you, that's all.", Jimmy awkwardly smiled.

"Oh?",

"I'll just go  to the rest room", Saint stood up .

"Saint.." Jimmy about to stand when..

"Something wrong?",

Saint walked away. Right? What's there to surprise about, Jimmy is his best friend. It's should be obvious that he told them. Saint thought to himself. He went to the rest room and washed his already swollen eyes, but he couldn't help it. Why do they have to help him? Why do they have the hide the truth from him? Is he that idiot for them to play with? Saint kept his face under his palm, sobbing. Until he heard movement from one of the cubicle. He immediately washed his faced once again, trying to keep his all red eyes.

"Saint, it's okay, it's okay. Calm down! You said you won't shed tears anymore right?", Saint talked to his reflection. "You said you won..." Suddenly, one of the cubicle's door and on his surprised, Zee was there looking at him.

"Saint, are you.." Zee was about to touch Saint when Saint glared at him, he backed off.

"I'm fine", Saint replied, closing the faucet and left the comfort room. Zee couldn't help but just stay there looking at Saint walking away, biting his lips trying hard not to let his emotions eat. He knew that if he didn't stayed there, he's afraid that he'll break his promise to Saint. His eyes lingered on the phone rested on the sink, it's familiar to him, he opened it only see the photo of him and Saint as phone's wallpaper, he couldn't help but smile and tears finally escaped from his eyes. He took the phone and rushed to the person who went out. He looked around, and Saint's nowhere to be found.