Fiona POV
Hi everyone I am Fiona Smith I am 19 years old and currently on grade 12th of Senior High at The Ford's College.
(*Flashback 3 years ago*)
Last year my dad past away it was December of 2016, it broke my heart into a million pieces knowing that I was not able to talk to him, to hug him, to tell him that I do love him so much. He past away without me by his side because I am in Manila studying and he is in the Province taking care of our business. My mother and I got so much pain and on my father's last day, I got hyperventilation attack and panic attack that's the very first time I experience that feeling it was like I am dying because of all the pain here on my heart. I did pray everyday gor God to help me survive and to help me accept his decision but it's very hard to accept that I don't have my father with me anymore.
I don't know where to start, and what to do? Luckily my friends we're there for me, the worst part is my dad last day was on Noche Buena of Christmas it was 24th of December 2016. I feel so lonely it causes me so much pain.
(*end of flashback*)
I sigh deeply remembering that moment.
I am currently sitting here on the rooftop of our alma mater thinking about my past moments and it was hurtful. I am grateful because I have survive those moments.
I hear a footstep going towards me.
"Best are you okay?" Zelah asked me, I look at her and I fake a smile and nodded.
Zela sighed and hug me then I started crying why is this happening to me? Whyyyyy?
"Sshhhh.. always remember that after the rain, there will be rainbows. Fix yourself now and the guards might lock the gate downstairs, let's go to a coffee shop nearby." Zelah said.
I move our hugs, and started fixing my self and I looked at the half moon on the sky I always talk to him at night because that moon won't judge me and it gives me comfort seeing how perfect the moon is as always.
"I'm okay, let's go. You too moon come and guide us always. " I said and Zelah smiled at me. She's been patient with me ever since.
*Zelah's POV*
Here we are at the rooftop and Fiona is talking to the moon again, I really love this girl even though she's not perfect at all, she's the best.
"I'm okay, let's go. You too moon come and guide us always. " she said and I smiled at her, if she was not my bestfriend I'm going to think that she is insane.
While we're in the elevator we are silent, let me introduce myself "I am Zelah Smith, my father and Fiona's father are brother and his father is older one. (Sumalangit nawa ang kaluluwa ng uncle) I am 19 years old and we're both studying at The Ford's College. We are also neighbours, our house is close to each other different gate only, we live at Smith Residences it's a town house owned by our Families.
We're currently at the gate and the guards we're asking "Bakit po ngayon lang ho kayo bumaba ma'am, 8:00 pm na po sa susunod po bawal na iyan, ilang beses na po iyan ma'am e. Kami po ang mapapagalitan." Manong guard said.
"Opo kuya guard pasensya na po kayo." I answered with respect and we walk to the nearest coffee shop nearby.
"I don't want to go there Ze, I want to go home." Fiona utter and I understand her situation.
"Okay, then I will call my driver to pick up us here at the waiting shed." I answered and she nodded.
While waiting I am scrolling on my Facebook and seeing my classmates stories.
Fiona is a jolly person and loves adventure after auncle died she changed maybe she's still hurting 💔
(After 15 mins)
*peep peep*
"It's Manong Peter, let's go." I said and we enter the car. She is still quiet, I miss Fiona, I miss her smile and her energy. She's here with me but it feels like she's absent minded.
"Fih, just to remind you that you are still alive and you need to survive please don't let yourself die in sadness also, uncle won't be happy seeing you like that I know even though it's been a years you still feel the pain, please be kind to yourself maawa ka sa mama mo hirap na hirap na din sya sa pag aalaga at pag iintindi sayo. Fih, hindi umiikot ang mundo sayo ipagdasal mo na sana hindi mapagod ung mga taong nakapaligid sayo." Hindi ko na mapigilan pa na manahimik palagi.
"Sorry Ze, I love you." Fih uttered, and hugged me. I sighed so deeply.
"Sorry din Fih, please move forward kasi marami pa ang umaasa sayo lalo na si tita. Keep it up!" I cheer her up to make her feel a little bit better.
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