I was a year older than most of my friends and this time, I'm celebrating my nineteenth birthday with my new and old friends. Although Eric couldn't come due to some family matters, I was still happy just to be able to celebrate another year of living in this world.
Well I wasn't purely happy after all my boyfriend wouldn't be able to come but I understand him. Another heavy thing on my mind is my father's absence in my birthday, again. But I couldn't fault him for something that he has no control of, it's just sad.
My mother cooked pancit while some of my brothers decided to buy cooked meals along with a small round cake. It was not comparable to last year's celebration nor the years where my father was still alive pampering me with everything that I wished for.
"Ange, happy birthday!" I was hugged by Meryl and then a flood of my friends came.
Greetings here and there were made, I find myself feeling a bit lost seeing the absent presence of Eric but understood his difficulties. I received the small gift that my friends gave me, those that I put into my cabinet.
"Oh, there's a cabinet Irish, you better be careful!" Someone teased Irish, we call her cabinet after watching her film that she starred on.
"Heh! If I became a ghost I'll surely haunt you!"
"Irish mind giving me some acting classes? Well have a role play this week" Another joked which made her roll her eyes.
Laughters spread in the four corners of the wall till my mother came and called for us to eat. Several of paper plates and plastic cups would surely form a mountain after this.
Soon night descended as I wait for Eric's daily message, he would always greet me day and night and not a day would he forgot to message me.
Now, a frown has formed in between my brows as I look intensely to my phone in fear of missing his message out. It's screen was blank and disappointment brew into my system.
Then I almost fell on my bed when I heard the sound indicating that there's a message for me. I immediately look at it and was delighted to see it was his.
Eric: I'm here downstairs
My breath hitched when I saw him, heaving from the run as if I was escaping from a dragon or something.
"Why are you here?"
Even if there was questions filling my head it vanished the moment I saw him come here in the middle of the night.
I thought he wouldn't come, he told me he was unable to and I understand, I truly do but I couldn't help but be disappointed that he, someone special on my life, wouldn't be able to come to my special day.
I look at the sky, it was pitch black and the moon was almost covered by a sea of darkness.
"Here" I look down to see a beautifully crafted bracelet with an infinity design on it. I held it in my palm, it shone under the dim lamp post and my heart suddenly thumped exceptionally fast.
"You shouldn't have come here this late at night" I reprimand him but still has a soft tone, like a little kid pretending that she doesn't like the candy ok her hands but in reality loves it so much.
My eyelashes flutter like angel wings, shaped into a crescent moon as I let a silver of laughter escape from me. He mirrored my expression and with a step, he lessened the distance that was in between us.
The air felt somewhat ambiguous, I felt that my cheeks were burning from embarrassment yet a sliver of expectation arises. His eyes held mine, like a shy maiden accepting the rose stem that her lover gave her.
His warm palm caresses my cheeks softly like a lover's kiss, tucked the stray hair that fell on me after running to his side the moment I saw his text message.
"Happy birthday"
And with that, he printed a kiss on my forehead and every nerve in my system came alive. The moon our witness and stars reflected in my eyes, a memory that I would never forget and the man that my heart beats for.
Thank you for being with me, Eric.
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Chapter 83 is up!Fun Fact: We do call Irish cabinet, it's just a form of teasing from us and we absolutely adore her in her short movie.
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