Waxing Crescent (Completed)

Waning Crescent 🔞

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Vee Vivis

"P'Vee! P! Can you hear me? P'Vee!"

I blinked twice when I felt a cold palm that was tapping my face gently. His other hand was in my arm squeezing and shaking it at the same time.

Mark was a few inches away from me. His handsome face frowning while he continues to call my name. We were sitting on a sofa and the familiar room tells me we're on Mark's. How the hell did I get here? Why was this person in front of me looked so worried and was in the verge of crying already.

"Mark?" My voice was a little croaky.

"P'! Finally!" Mark sighed in relief. He slumps back at the sofa and started to massage his temple.

"Mark? What happened?" I asked him. I suddenly feel my head aching. It's so heavy.

"Uh! Hurts!"

Mark looked at me as if in shock. He slowly pulled himself to sit straight up to look at me more clearly.

"Can't you remember P'?"

"Remember what Mark?" I asked clearly confused.

"Then what is the last thing that you remember?" He moved closer to check something on my face. I can feel my face getting hotter.

"Well, I..I was..Uhmmm..."

What is the last thing that I remember? Why is this so hard to answer right now? I tried to think and the pounding in my head starts.

I recalled being upset with Mark and Bar when they left me back at the music club. I was supposed to trail behind them when Yiwah and Lee started commanding me to do more extra stuff for the contest. I tried to reason my way out but Yiwah started to lecture me about my responsibilities as the former moon of the university. I had no choice but to stay.

I immediately looked for my bestfriend and Mark after I have gotten the chance to escape from Yiwah's wrath. I looked everywhere for them around the university. I checked on the Engineering building and the swimming pool but they were not there.

My anxiety slowly ate my sanity. I can't stand those two being together. Not after I know that the kid used to liked my friend Bar. And who knows he still have feelings for him until now? Ugh! It's already getting darker outside and no signs of those two.

I decided to go to Mark's place. But no one answered the door no matter how many times I knocked. I tried to call him but just greeted by the voice recording telling me Mark was out of reach. Damn it! I almost punched his door from my frustration.

I then remembered Bar. He is living a floor below Mark. I dragged myself to my best friend's room but secretly praying not to find the kid there. But I did. Mark was even the one who opened the door for me at Bar's room.

My vision and reason was clouded with anger. I remembered very vaguely the chaos that followed. The me that is pulling and pushing Mark harshly, me shouting insults to Mark, Gun trying to hide Mark behind his back protecting, Bar trying to pull some sense out of me, me disrespecting my best friend, Bar slapping me, and Mark pulling me away with him.

I will never be proud of what happened back at Bar's place. I don't know why I was so angry to find Mark back there. Even after Bar and Gun explained to me that they invited Mark to have dinner with them, I was still angry. This kid that was rejected by my best friend was still pushing himself after Bar. And my mind can't take it.

As Mark was pulling me with him going to his room, I saw the reddened part of his arm where I had yanked him too forcefully. The hand that did it left a distinguished mark of blood clots that will surely turn into a bruise later on. The feeling of guilt washed over me. My heart felt like being squeezed from the realization of what I had done.