CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: Remember Me?
L I A
"Y-you really don't remember me shaira?"
"No..."
"No..."
"Remember me!"
"Remember me!"
"It's me, lia! R-remember me..." I mourned.
"I..."
"Promise... I..."
"Will help you remember everything..."
"R-remember me..."
"Remember me....please..."
"Remember me!—"
"Lia!" i sat on my bed as i almost screamed but another scream woke me up. Mom...
I catched my breath while holding my chest. My heart is in chaos!
"H-here, drink water..." mom handed me a glass of water. i looked into it and few seconds later, i drank it all. I catched my breath when i finished.
"What happened to you? Bad dream?" she asked. i got shocked that i looked around me.
I'm in my fucking bedroom...
I looked up into mom's sad face next. "Oh thank God, it's just a dream..." i said in relief.
"What did you dream about? Do you still remember it? They say when you can still remember your dream, it wants to convey something..." i looked into her eye to eye.
I pushed my back back to my bed and sighed. "It's nothing mom, nothing to worry about..."
"Was it about her and the ropes, lia?" she asked me, making me remember our conversation last night. yeah that's right, after that conversation i slept... and the day just came...
"Y-yes mom..." i sat again.
"Let's eat breakfast, you must be hungry..." she said then stood up and i followed while holding my head, it hurts as fuck.
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"ALSO, can i borrow your personal maid for today? I need someone to talk with while doing shopping. Don't worry, i'll pay and treat her...Besides, i like her..." she said then smirked at me that made me frown.
"Just take stupid josh with you mom..." i annoyingly said then poked the pancake with my fork. ugh, forget that dream!
"Nah, i want her...we have deals and things to talk about" she replied after taking her tuna soup.
"It's saturday mooom, it's her day off...let her rest..." i poured honey to my pancaked and ate it.
"I told you i'll pay her, i'll also treat her at my favorite resto...she won't be tired, baka nga siya pa mapagod eh" she said with a smirk that made me look at her with daggers. oh my root!
