France's POV
"Ate, uuwi na ako sa manila."-sabe ko kay ate. Napangiti naman sya.
"Finally! Naisipan mo rin! Akala ko gusto mo nang magstay dito forever eh."-excited nyang sabe.
"Ate, kinakabahan ako."-I confessed to her. Lumapit naman sya saken at inakbayan ako.
"You know what? You're both stupid. Umuwi ka na and try to settle things. You need to let him get through your walls. I know you love him. Magtake ka ng risk! You'll fall and break, that's what love is. Subukan mong magtake ng risk, it won't be easy but you're having a baby na kaya try to think maturely. Give Gion a chance Francinne. Mahal ka nun."-sabe nya.
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I'm in the manila airport now and he's standing in front of me.
Just staring at me.
Anong ginagawa nya dito?
My heart was beating wildly.
Kinuha nya ang luggage ko.
"Let's go home. I'm tired, I need to get some rest."-he said coldly then naglakad na sya palayo.
How does it feel now, France? You made him feel this way too. Masakit diba?
The ride all the way to his apartment was very quiet.
The silence was deafening.
Nagrehearse na ako ng ilang beses ng sasabihin ko sa kanya pero nawala yung lahat nung nakarating na kame sa harap ng apartment nya.
"Maghapunan ka nalang mag-isa. Tapos na ako, I'm going to bed after kong magshower."-sabe nya habang binubuksan ang door ng apartment nya.
I was shaking when I held his hand. Napatigil sya sa paggalaw pero hindi sya nakatingin saken.
"I--I'm sorry."-kinakabahan kong sabe.
"I'm sorry, Gion."-ulit ko when he didn't budge.
"Sorry, France? You're just sorry? I don't expect you to be sorry when you come back. I'm expecting you to love me. I want you to say that you love me. But it looks like you still don't."-he said coldly, his words slowly crashing my heart.
Napabitaw ako sa kanya nung pumasok na sya sa loob ng apartment nya, leaving me dumbfounded. Leaving me even more broken.
Gion's POV
I went to the cr to get a shower and to cool down my anger.
I want to hug her and to beg for her not to leave me again.
I want to kiss her and its killing me.
Napasuntok ako sa wall dahil sa inis, longing at pain na nararamdaman ko ngayon.
Hinayaan ko nalang muna ang sarili ko na magpakalunod sa shower.
Kanina nung nakita ko sya sa airport. Just staring at me, her face puzzled. Sobrang sakit magpigil na yakapin sya! Sobrang hirap.
Giana told me about her, coming back kaya naisipan kong sunduin sya.
Nanahimik lang ako.
Ewan. I'm just expecting her to say that she missed me. That she loves me so much and that she will never leave me again, instead of hearing her saying that she's sorry.
Pagkatapos kong maligo, sinuot ko na ang dala kong PJs. Nilinis ko na rin ang buong cr para mastumagal pa ako sa loob ng cr para paglabas ko wala na sya. Baka kase hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko, maging dahilan pa ng pag-alis nya ulit.
Nangungulubot na ang balat ko sa kamay at paa paglabas ko ng CR.
Pabagsak naman akong napaupo sa sofa at napapikit ako habang hinihilot ang noo ko. Anglamig!
Napamulat naman ako when I felt someone sat on my lap. NakaPJs na rin sya and she crying. Her knees are on the either side of my hips.
Napabuntong-hininga nalang ako. Pinunasan ko ang luha nya, she just kept on sobbing habang nakahawak sa shirt ko na parang batang pinapagalitan ng daddy nya.
Be nice to her, assh*le. She's pregnant! Sabe ko sa sarili ko.
Pano ko pa magagawang magalit sayo kung ganyang mukha ang ihaharap mo?
Pinunasan ko ulit ang luha nya. Humihikbi sya habang nakapout.
"I'm sorry I yeld at you awhile ago. I shouldn't have done that."-sabe ko sabay hawi sa buhok nya na nakaharang sa mukha nya.
"I love you."-bigla nyang sabe.
I don't know what to say! My heart's beating crazily. Parang puputok ang utak ko sa sobrang saya.
"I love you."-ulit nya.
"I love---"-uulitin pa nya sana but I silenced her with my lips.
God, France. You don't know how happy I am now.
I held her closer to me by her waist. Napakapit naman sya sa leeg ko when I deepen the kiss.
I missed you so much.
I love you so much, France.
I love you.
BINABASA MO ANG
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