Better With You

Chapter Thirty

We're on our way to go home. I wasn't tired at all, but I was frustrated. When I was on my way to go back to my floor. There's this man named Andrei, that talked to me.

"Irene?" He called. I was waiting for the elevator to open.

"Pardon?"

"Andrei, Andrei Araneta." He said, and extended his arm.

"Irene" I said and shakes hand with him.

He smiled. "I'm your husband's cousin." He uttered. He stood beside me as I wait for the elevator to open. "5 years is such a long time, isn't it? Business is really wild." He said, and looked at me.

Napakunot naman ang noo ko. No one knows that we have contract, except our parents. Everyone knows we get married because of love - because we fell in love.

He smirked. "Take care of your heart, don't let others break it. Hmm?" He said. "You never know the what the future holds, Young lady." He smiled at me as he walked away.

I was left dumbfounded, I can't function well for the rest of the day.

"Love?" I get back to my senses when he called me. "Are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded, and continue to stare at the window.

We arrived at our house. Greggy sat on the couch while I go upstairs to change my clothes.

I went out the bathroom, and layed on the bed. I don't have the energy to talk right now. I heard someone knock and enter the room. I am quiet, staring at the ceilling.

I felt him layed on the bed beside me. He stared at me in the side. "Is there something bothering you?" He asked.

I shook my head. I know he felt it too, that I don't want to talk to anyone right now; Hence, he became quiet with me.

We are both starring at the ceilling right now. Silence is all that heard in the room. "Greg?" I broke the silence.

"Hmm?" He hummed.

"Do you see your Psychiatrist often? " I asked.

"I do." He answered.

"Do you take your medications?"

"I do." He answered, again.

"Be honest with me." I said, seriously.

"I am honest." He said and turned to look at me.

I stood up and sighed. "Talk to me when you decide to be honest." I told him. I pulled a book from the bookshelf, and left him.

I went to the balcony and sat on the chair. I leafed the book where the bookmark is placed.

I didn't bother to look at him when I felt him sat on the chair few inches away from me.

He cleared his throat. "Are you hungry?" He asked.

I didn't answer and continue to read.

He stayed with me for about 30 minutes, just staring blankly outside. He left, without saying a thing.

I stood up minutes after he left. I saw him at the kitchen, preparing food for us. "I won't eat." I told him.

He looked at me, and frowned.

I am drinking water when he hugged me from behind.

"Aren't you hungry?" He asked.

I put down the glass, and shook my head. I removed his hands from mine, and was about to leave when he spoke.