Chapter 22:
Pretend
Third Peron's POV
Ely is still crying in her bed. It's already 4 AM in the morning but she's still crying silently.
It's been a week since Pol said those words to her. And she cries almost every night without anyone knowing, even Irene and Glen, her friends, were not aware that their friend was crying every single night because of her silent battles.
She's in pain but she don't want to admit it to herself because that makes her weaker.
So many questions running in her head. She's asking herself, what did she do? Is she still not too beautiful? She started to feel insecure and anxious.
But there's still hope in Ely's eyes because Pol promised to her that he will never break her heart even though he did.
Every time she thinks about Pol on why he did that to her, there's something in her chest that feels heavy.
She looks fine when she's inside their campus, but when she's inside her room? She looks like a crybaby who wants to have a mother to comfort her, and to tell that it's gonna be alright.
She messaged Pol before, she was begging for him to stay. She also tried to call him but all he did was reject all her calls.
Begging is not her thing, but if it is for Pol, she will do everything just to have him back.
Ely opened her phone and started to tear up again because her lockscreen wallpaper is still the photo of her and Pol smiling. Her heart breaks again when she saw her photo with Pol as the memories comes back in her head. She don't want to change it because she still believes that Pol will come back to her, even it's so impossible now.
She will do everything to have him back.
She will cry, she will cry until Pol comes back and tell to her that he still loves her.
"Ikaw lang ang nagmahal sa'kin ng ganito, pero hindi ko naman alam na ikaw din pala ang magpaparamdam sa'kin ng ganitong sakit." she whispered to herself and started to wipe her tears.
After how many minutes of crying, she decided to go to school even if she's not feeling well.
[Inside the campus]
Ely's POV
Putragis ang sakit ng ulo ko.
Ayan kase 'di ka natulog.
Kaninang nakatulala ako sa kung saan, pumasok sa isip ko kung saan ko nga ba nilagay yung birth certificate ko? Nasaan na ba 'yon?! Pati yung t-shirt na inukay ko sa plaza nasaan din 'yon? Aish.
Bakit nga pala kasi ako pumasok?
Hayaan mo na alangan namang sisihin ko pa yung tricycle driver na naghatid sakin kanina.
Naglalakad ako ngayon dito sa covered walk papunta sa classroom namin. Malayo palang ay rinig na rinig na agad ang mga hiyawan ng mga kaklase kong pinaglihi sa sama ng loob.
Habang papalapit sa pintuan ng classroom ay nakita ko si Claire na nakatingin saakin ng masama. Nasa bandang gilid sa kanan ng classroom namin nakatayo ang nakakairitang taong yan.
Wala akong ganang makipagbangayan sa kaniya o sa kahit kanino ngayon dahil sa totoo lang hindi ko alam kung anong kondisyon ng isip at katawan ko ngayon.
Hindi ko alam kung masaya ba ako o malungkot o pagod o galit. Hindi ko alam.
Nakakadagdag pa ng irita yang pagtitig sa'kin ng animal na yan.
