Fall Part 1: Let Him Go

No, It Can't Be

We spend few more days in Maldives. Right after that night, something's changed and I won't deny. He was acting so wierd but I tend to ignore everything. He is hiding something. He knows something that I am blind.

Now we were packing our things, we must be back in Canada as Grandma might find out about this stupid getaway.

"Can we just stay here for weeks?" said him as he sighed. I gave him a smile. "I wanna stay but you know we can't. We cannot own this island, we should go home." he told me he never want to leave.

"You know what? Why don't we just walk for a while, take some pictures in the bay." he invited me for a walk and I don't hesitate to come with him.

As we walk, he suddenly stops and hold my hand. "Let's sit down for a while. People told me, the sunset is nice here." we sat down. I decided to rest my head on his shoulders and closed my eyes. "What are you doing?" he asked. I know he was shocked. "Hush" I listen to the beat of our hearts and the spoken words of our minds. God, should I say, I'm starting to fall with this man?

But I shouldn't and you know why. I can feel the sudden tears strolling on my cheeks. I remember Robert.

"One day, I'll bring you the beach and we'll watch the sunset and then we'll tie our friendship." he was happy, how can I say I am leaving him and we cannot to those things anymore.

"Hey are you alright? Why are you crying?" he hold my face and wipe the tears with his thumb.

I hugged him tightly, deeply I sober my face into his chest. It can be my safe haven.

"Thank you James. You do not know what this means to me." with him I felt like I am slowly making right of my mistake, a mistake that took away my happiness. He is supposed to be shocked but I was surprised when I felt his lips to my forehead.

Then I come to realization, and broke the hug and stand. "I need to go. Just take pictures here and I'll be the one to fix our things." he nodded and smiled and I walked away from him.

I am almost done when a notebook, more like journal fell in the floor I assumed it was his. I take his journal. Why it is so familiar? When did I saw this last? I studied his notebook and saw some initials, RJA. It is supposed to be James Anderson, but what about the R?

I opened his journal. I know this is not right but curiousity is taking over me. A photo fell. SHIT

I take the photo, I was about to look at it when I hear foot steps from the outside. I hurriedly put the photo on his journal and put it bacak to his bag.

"Hey, that yatch is here. We gotta go." I smiled nervously. I am not supposed to touch things that's not mine. Now I felt guilty. Sorry.

"Okay. Let's go." we took our things and check out.

Goodbye Maldives. It is very nice to make memories in here, memories I don't even know.

After the long trip, we were back again to this place, Canada.

"Let's go." James was about to lead the way when something came to my mind.

"Wait, what if we stopped at your house. I haven't been there. You might be very bad if you don't let me see your home." I gave him a teasing smile.

"Well, sounds like a plan." And I know what does that means. We headed to his home. He was all alone as his parents went back to Paris for businesses. We went inside and we went to his room.

"Nice room." I whispered to myself.

"Well, welcome to my kingdom, where I am the only Prince." he said sarcastically and I was laughing for pity.

"Let me take some food in the fridge. Stay here." he ordered me and went downstairs. I began to scan his room. But there is only one thing that catches my eyes. NO WAY. Why is he here? Is he his brother? His picture is not supposed to be here.

"Hey, dude you need to eat some, I know you're hungry." I was out of my mind. Shocked at the same time.

"Who is this? Why is it here?" I ignored the foods, instead I asked him.

"Seriously dude? You don't recognize that pic? It was me." what did he just say?

It was me. It was me. It was me. It can't be. No, it can't be.

He was not Robert, is he? I was stuck at that moment and I just look at him. Now I know why he let me see the sunset, why I feel the same way when he surprised me. But he can't be him. Not of all people. I can feel tears forming on my fragile eyes. I can't, I don't believe he and Robert is one. Wait does he know me?

"Dude do you remember when---" I was out of words.

"What?" he was munching the food already. No, shut your mouth Chanel.

"Nevermind. Would you mind if you take me home already. I am really tired." I felt weak. All the time I was with him, the man that I broke his heart.

"Too early." he felt wierd I know. I want to stay but, I don't know.

"I just wanna go home." I walk outside his room. He sent me home and I left him outside.

"I really had a good--"

"Goodbye." he was about to say something when I interrupted him. I don't want him to see me with this state right.

I ran to my room and lie on my bed.

He was Robert James Anderson. He was Robert. My best friend. He shouldn't.