When She Turned Seventeen

Future

I saw this guy playing his guitar, with bouquet of tulips in front of him and a picture frame, not sure who that person was. He doesn't see me I am hiding behind one of the huge walls. He is singing the song "photograph" by Ed Sheeran. He has an amazing voice and man this boy got skills!

"We keep this love in a photograph, we keep this memories for ourself...."

Then i saw his face. He has thick eyebrows, dark expressive semi-round eyes, thick red lips that looks so soft, marking his face were tears falling from the inner corner of his eyes. He is crying.

"I miss you so much" he mumbled

I am about to make my way but suddenly

"Enjoyed the little show?" His voice say

I turned back to him to answer

"I'm sorry, i didn't mean to" i felt silly and shy. So stupid of me to ruin someone's sentimental moment.

But God this guy is made from heaven.

"No, i don't mean it the bad way." He said with a small smile painted upon his lips

"Well, to be honest I did. You have mad skills" I compliment while walking towards him

He stood from being seated and offered his hand "I'm Dino" for a handshake

I took his hand and said "Bettina"

"Hi Bettina, what are you doing here late at night wearing a black hoodie? Are you trying to steal something, my guitar perhaps?" I was shocked of what he just said "hahaha you're too pretty to be one"

I felt relieved I gave a sly laugh "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"I'm not the one wearing a hoodie spying in someone, looking all suspicious" he joked

He sat and I did as well

"Its my birthday but then weird things happened, next thing i know i'm in a bed with so many running thoughts on my mind" i sad feeling sad

"Well, in behalf of those things that turned out to be terrible, i would like to apologize Ms. Bettina, life could sometimes be unfair" he said sincerely

"I know, what about you? Why are you crying alone in the middle of the night?" I asked

"Woah wait. First Im not alone"

"WHAT?!" I screamed

He laughed giddily

"Hahaha i mean, you're here. And my she's here." He looked at me and i gave him my who-are-u-talking-bout look.

He showed my the portrait in the picture frame

"Wow, she's gorgeous" i said with awed

"I know, she is. She's my mother"

"What happened? If you don't mind"

"She died due to stress and depression, today's her first anniversary"

"I'm so sorry, now I apologize in behalf of the time that was taken away from you and your mom, the happiness that fled her life, i am really sorry" i said..

"Don't be"