Open Up My Eager Eyes

Chapter 30 (Final)

After eight months

"Mom, I'm heading to the church." I called out to my mom who was busily cooking in the kitchen as I slipped on my shoes, ready to head out for my daily service in our church.

"Alright sweetie, take care!"

"Will do." I replied and slung my messenger bag to my shoulder.

As soon as I was met by the cool air of our quiet town, I deeply released a heavy breath as I swiped a few strands of hair away from my eyes. I had been doing church services for eight months now and I couldn't be even more at peace.

The day when I walked away from the apartment, Vic was still outside the door. I wasn't even shocked to see him there since he never really stopped knocking overnight. He looked like a total train wreck, dry trails of tears evident on his cheeks.

You know that vision thing when you see something either really amusing or drastic that it actually stays in a particular part in your brain? That's what happened to me. The look that Vic held as our car took off and left him in the busy street of San Diego is permanently embarked in my head. Every time that I would close my eyes at night after a long day in the church, flashbacks of that day still creeps through my head. He didn't deserve me, that's a fact. I didn't deserve him, that's an even bigger fact.

Believe me when I say that I've been suffering and punishing myself  becuase the words that I left him. I couldn't forgive myself and I think I wouldn't forgive myself in the long run. What I did and said to him, every single word that rolled off from my awful tongue, is unforgiveable. I wouldn't be stunned if we ever cross each other's paths and he would suddenly maul me in sheer anger. I deserve every ounce of hatred that he could pour on me.

For a month, Vic never missed a day without texting me. I, on the other hand, had been the biggest asshole in the world and never even replied to him. I knew that I had to stand my ground. I didn't want to lead him on. I had to cut whatever string we've managed to hold on to. Although I've found some comfort with Vic's daily messages, my mom soon found out about those, although I've tried so hard to keep them away from my parents. She then confiscated my phone. She told me that I wouldn't be needing it anyways since I was back to living with them.

I don't know what has been happening with Vic. Is he alright? What happened to his bar? How's Mike? Is Vic some big-shot business man now? I bet he's doing great with his music career. If I could, I would've killed just to see him again even though that I am more than certain that he probably hates me and the mere idea of me.

Above all the ideas, thoughts, dreams and cravings that Vic Fuentes had managed to carve deep within my systems, that one unfinished sentence still lingers in my dreams.

I love-

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Oh, hey!! Looks like we've finally reached the end for Open Up My Eager Eyes. Whoah okay first of all, than you so frickin much for your patience and the awesome feedbacks. All of you had been so great and nice and lovely. Second, would there be a sequel? Well, yeah. We still have tons of misteries that we should be solving, right? Third, I am starting a new Kellic fic and the first chapter's already posted. It would mean a lot if you would stop by and give it a read. The title's "Fake You Out."  Inspired by Twenty One Pilots' song, yeah.That fic is messing up my head and wow I'm just so excited for it.  Alright, thank you all so much!!