9 (Sam's Pov)

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Sam's pov
I sat on the bed, feeling guilty for all the things that I had said. After all, I loved him.
I looked at his side of the bed. My eyes immediately caught the picture frame on the ground. I slowly walked towards it to see it better.
It's our pic,

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"Oi picturan mo naman ako. Yung maganda." he gave me his phone.

"Ano ba yan love, ayusin mo. Ampanget mo mag picture." sabi niya at ngumuso. I chuckled because of his cuteness.

He took his phone.

"Oh bat ka nag si-selfie?" I asked him.

"Pangit mo kaya mag pic." He said, then continued posing.

I secretly took a pic of us and gave it to him.

"Ayan! Yan yung right!" He said, then danced with my phone.

"You like the pic?" I asked him and chuckled.

"Yes, ang ganda ko kasi. Papa frame ko to mamaya. Pero i-co-crop ko mukha mo kasi ampanget mo."


The pic:

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I smiled when I remembered the story behind the photo. I put the pic back in his drawer.

I noticed a red liquid on my hand afetr I closed the drawer. It smells like a... fresh blood?

What the hell is this.

That's when I remembered what happened earlier. 

Did he get injured?

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I rushed to find Sky. I looked everywhere to find him. There are almost no people around this time, so I don't have someone to ask.

Minutes have passed, and I lost chance of finding him. I run my hand through my hair out of frustration. A loud sound stopped me.

I walked towards the source of the sound and saw a guy lying in a pool of blood. There's also someone beside him.

No, it can't be. The rain started pouring so hard that I couldn't clearly see them.

I walked slowly toward the two guys. Halfway there, I saw a familiar bracelet on the wrist of the guy that was lying on the ground. That's when my mind processed everything.

It's Sky...

I run towards them.

"Do you know why I hate being a choice, Sam?... it's because I know I'll never get picked."

My knees dropped at sight in front of me. I pushed jam out of the way and hugged Sky. I put his hands on my face,

"Sky, I'm here. I'm sorry. Sky."

I can't feel his warmth anymore.

"Sky..." My voice was shaky. Tears started to form in my eyes.

This is all my fault.

I looked at Sky. My tears started flowing together with the rain. I shouted all my spirit out. I shouted and shouted until I couldn't do it anymore.

"You're late." Jam said beside me. His head was facing the ground. "4:51... am" He turns his head up, and I can see his blank expression.

"I passed the exam... Those are his last words. It's funny how he still thinks of you even in his last breath." 



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