Waxing Crescent (Completed)

End Game

Vee Vivis

"P! P' Vee! You have to wake up, nah! You'll be late for your first period."

The soft and familiar voice of that special person is calling me out of my troubled sleep. I slowly opened my eyes that felt so gritty from all the crying I did last night. The sun was shinning brightly outside the window and seemed to mock my desolation as I tried to adjust my eyes from its brightness.

"Are you awake now P? Why don't you get out of bed and have breakfast with me? Come on!" I rubbed my eyes and saw Mark moving himself around his little kitchen. He looked like he was cooking something. I looked around and realized I just spend the night at Mark's room and slept on his bed. His room was a little bit over lighted with a surprisingly pleasant mood despite everything that had happened there yesterday. Something was off from that whole scenario. Aside from my puffy eyes, everything else in my body feels alright. The pain from yesterday's punch from James and the muscle strains from exhaustion was now all gone.

"P' Vee!" The image of a Mark that emits a very powerful positive vibe came closer to me and slowy leans down to my face. My heart felt so warm seeing Mark all smiling and happy. This is the Mark that I always wanted see. It was a total opposite of the Mark I hurt from yesterday. How can he still smile like this to me after everything that I have done?

I slowly reach out my hand to touch his face. His cheek felt so soft and smooth under my rough hand. He continued to smile at me as he slowly brings his face closer to mine while locking his eyes on my lips. Oh how I missed kissing this plumpy and soft lips of his.

"Vee! Vee! Are you there? Open the door! Vee!"

The voice of Bar's yelling and banging at the door made me jump from the cold floor of Mark's bathroom where I slept sprawled beside the toilet bowl. Suddenly, all the aching all over my body greeted me with enthusiasm. I groaned as I slowly bring my self to stand.

Everything was painful. My head was throbbing like I was suffering from a hang over. My neck was all stiffed because of my weird sleeping position. My back screams in agony at the cold floor where it spend the night. My extremities felt all numb. And my heart, my heart is still aching over Mark. 

I slowly stepped out of the bathroom towards Mark's door as Bar continued to knock as hard as he could. That James must have told him about me being here. That damn kid!

"Vee! What the hell! You look and smell terrible!" Bar complained as soon as I opened the door. Behind him was Gun who looked at me like I'm some kind of a slime.

I think the last time Bar and I talked or screamed with each other was when I dragged Mark out of his room all mad with jealousy. Right. I admit it now that it was jealousy that is making me lose my mind every time I see Mark with Bar or with some other guys. After I calmed down, Mark made me send and apology message to my friend and we were all good once again.

"Good morning to you too Bar, Gun." I turned my back to the two of them and headed back to the bathroom. I heard them enter Mark's room as I shut the door of the bathroom behind me.

I looked at my self in Mark's mirror and saw a very worn out image of a man that seemed to look older than his actual age. I am 21 while the  image in front of me looked like a middle aged man that is jobless and homeless and carrying the world on his shoulders. So pitiable.

"Vee? Don't kill your self in there ok? Don't get Mark more upset with your corpse all rotting in his bathroom floor when he comes back."