Deeply (IN LOVE SERIES #2)

Kabanata 33

Arceli Angeles: Please be aware that this story was written poorly. This was written a few years ago. Maraming error, loopholes and whatsoever error na makikita niyo

Again, this story was written poorly. Pwede niyo pong i-drop kung hindi niyo po bet hehehe.

Thank you!

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In Love Series 2: Deeply

Kabanata 33

I don't know what happen after I fainted. I woke up in my room feeling dizzy and weak. Sapo ang ulo, unti-unti akong nagmulat ng mata. I groaned when I felt my head is still throbbing in pain. Masyado nga ata akong napagod. Muli akong pumikit at pinalipas ang pumipintig na ulo.

"Hey," someone said and my eyes automatically shut open. Ang gwapong mukha ni Camillo ang bumungad sa akin. His intense gray eyes met my tired one. I blink multiple times, assuring that he is real. "Are you okay?"

"What are you doing here?" tanong ko ngunit sa halip na sagutin niya ay umupo siya sa gilid ng kama ko, just inches away from me. Muli akong napapikit nang marahan niyang haplusin ang pisngi ko.

It immediately brings an electrifying effect on me. It was too gentle that I wanted to close forever my eyes and just feel his touch. Magaan ang bawat haplos niya na gustong-gusto ng katawan ko. Sa lambot ng mga iyon, bumigat ang aking paghinga at bumilis ang tibok ng aking puso. Tila ito ang matagl nitong hinanap. Tila ito ang matagal na nitong hinihintay. Ang muling madama ang pagmamahal ng tunay na nag-mamay-ari sa kaniya and it's none other than, my Isaac Camillo Acosta.

Everytime he's near, it always brought me back in that moment when everything feels surreal.

Gustong gusto ko ang ginagawa niya sa mga oras na ito. Hindi ko iyon kayang ipagkaila. Hindi ko iyon kayang itanggi dahil kung gagawin ko ay sarili ko lamang ang pahihirapan ko.

Hindi ko rin alam kung ano ang tunay niyang intension but I don't care as of the moment. I just want him and his touch. I just want to feel him while thinking our happy memories back when we are so into each other.

"Pinag-alala mo ako, Mayumi," he said with voice full of gentleness. Damang-dama ko ang lambing noon na mas lalong nagpabilis sa nagwawala kong puso. Tila ako hinigop ng kaniyang pagmamahal dahil sa paraan ng pagkakasabi niya.

Tears formed in the corner of my eyes thinking what I did to him. How I hurt him and how I left him with nothing but a heartbreak. And as I perceive it as always, my tears betrayed me. I sobbed with the memories flashing back like an old movie.

"You're crying," he said. Mas lalo lang akong humikbi. Ang mga daliring humahaplos sa pisngi ko ay pinupunasan na ang aking luha. Nagmulat ako at tumitig sa kaniya habang patuloy ang pagbagsak nito mula sa aking mg mata.

"I'm..." humikbi ako. "...sorry."

Fuck the "pulling myself together". Camillo deserve my apologies. He deserves better.

Eye to eye, I said those words like it will ease the pain I left to him. As if my sorry will heal the wound, I made years ago. As if my sorry is the only answer he's been waiting for since the day I decided to leave him. No other words than the word sorry. No explanation, no reasons.

Hindi ko na kailangang habaan pa o kahit magbigay pa ng kahit anong paliwanag dahil sa aming dalawa, ako ang lubos na may kasalanan.

"You surely know that ever since, I don't want your sorry. I don't want to hear it from you. I want more than of your sorry and you know that," he said, voice full of gentleness. He bent a little down and planted a sweet kiss on the top of my head. He caressed my face one more time. He smiled sadly at me. "Rest. You need more of it."