Take my Hand | MIKHAIAH

CHAPTER 12 - On it or Out of it?

She stared sternly at the gravestone.

"I dreamt about it again last night. That's why I came here. Is that your way to tell me you're missing me? You should've come with another scene. That one makes me lose my mind. Damn you, punk." she said bitterly. Big knot obstructed her throat as she tried to swallow them.

She missed him so bad and she was still struggling to let him go.

She didn't cry. She just leaned by the stone as she played with the white roses she brought for him.

"You promise me a lot of things, remember?'' the wind swirled over her like it's trying to convey to her that he was listening.

"I told you to not make any if you could never fulfill it," she continued.

"Who's going to take me to that Mount Everest?" she shook her head. "You said you're going to take me to Africa and feed the Lions." she scoffed.

"You know why I brought you these very same white roses every time I visit? Because you said you wanted a white wedding with white roses." she retracted one by one of its thorns, careless about the little bleeding on her fingertips. "I'll tell you this 'cause I know you couldn't hear me, your ears are probably eaten by worms or something." she sighed. "You'll look really good in your wedding, kuya. I'm sorry I used to call you ugly, but really, you're pretty handsome." she chuckled.

"Speaking of weddings," she cleared her throat. "Mom and dad matched me with this girl. Her name is Aiah. We're not on good terms right now, though – we fought, because of me." she whispered the last part. "I don't know what to do, kuya. What should I do? You are probably as clueless as me. We both suck on love field, don't we?" She laughed by herself.

"She's beautiful, kuya. She's so beautiful, she's flawless." Mikha nodded to herself.

"I'm sure you'll like her. You know what? I freaked out the first time I realized it. It took me years to build my wall, kuya and she broke it within months. Can you believe it? I'm kind of afraid she'd leave me and find someone better, kuya. But at the same time, I'm scared to take a chance with her. Why am I weird like that? I'm stupid and a jerk and arrogant and– and I'm a coward. What should I do to make things right?" she asked.

"You don't know either, don't you?" she mocked him.

"Whatever. I'll think of something. I should go back to the hospital, kuya. Thank you for listening. I'm sorry I couldn't stop the worms from eating you. I'll take Aiah here someday – if I'm able to. Bye, kuya!"

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Mikha opened the conference room slowly and adjusted her coat as she sat beside Jhoanna.

"Where's ate Colet?" she muttered lowly. The journal presentation was still on going and it wasn't respectful to chatter loudly.

"Out. I don't know where," Jhoanna replied. "Where were you?"

"Visiting kuya." she said nonchalantly.

"You okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Let's talk later." Jhoanna finished the conversation and the both of them concentrated on the event.

It was past lunch time when the presentation was done. Mikha wasn't hungry anymore. She ate too many snacks prepared by the department. She checked her phone, a bit hoping there was a message from the person she was longing for.

Of course, there was none.

"Jho, what are you doing?" she raised her brow at her.

"This bread is really good. I'm saving it." she said like it wasn't a big deal.