Aliah sat in the car as she stared blankly ahead. Sam keeps glancing at her, but she refuses to say anything. She understands that whatever Aliah is feeling right now, it's valid.
She's hurting right now, and that's okay. Honestly, Sam still can't believe what happened to Miro. And the fact that she was on the last phone call makes her want to go back to save her.
No one saw it coming.
When they finally arrived at Aliah's house, Sam patiently sat there.
"I still can't believe it, you know?" Aliah whispered, barely audible, but Sam heard that.
Aliah looks down at her hands. Sam reached to hold her hands.
"She could've been saved if only I knew." Her shoulder shakes as her lips trembles.
"Dapat nandoon ako." She let out a painful sobs.
"Dapat kasama niya ako." Then her tears roll down on her cheecks.
"Dapat masaya pa kami."
"Hindi siya dapat...namatay...mag-isa." Aliah could barely breathe. The feeling of guilt and pain consumes her whole being.
"Miro needs me pero wala ako." Aliah's shoulder shakes, and her body trembles. Sam didn't say anything. There are no words that will help them.
"Noong kailangan ko siya hindi niya akong iniwan e."
"Siya never pa siyang nagsabi na kailangan niya ako pero dapat nandoon ako."
"Sana pala hindi na lang ako naduwag."
"Sana pala nakinig ako sa dinidikta ng puso ko."
"Sana nandito pa siya." Aliah weakly mumbles.
Sam looks at her sadly.
'Ikaw kasi e.'
"Ali, come on. Pasok na muna tayo." Sam tapped her shoulder lightly.
Aliah wiped her tears and quietly got out of the car. Suddenly, the brown envelope that Cleir gave her fell down, and the paper inside it scattered on the ground.
"Oh my gosh." She quickly bends down and picks it up.
It is handwritten letter.
A familiar penmanship. It's hers.
Aliah can feel the rapid beating inside her chest. The feeling of mixed emotions makes her wanna throw up.
With shaky hands and a heavy heart, she read the letter.
Hey! You're probably wondering why no? Guess what? I just want to say goodbye for now.
Oh! Chill ka muna, Ma'am. I finally made up my mind to donate my heart to Cleir. At first, I really don't want to kasi ayaw kong ibigay yung puso ko na ikaw lang ang laman. I feel like I am trying to give you away to another person. My heart is meant to beat only for you. Kaya kahit nasasaktan ako palagi, sayo pa rin ako bumabalik.
But I'm sorry kasi I really can't hold on anymore. It's not because I am giving up on loving you. But because this love is killing me already. Buhay pa ako pero parang pinapatay na ako dahil sa sobrang sakit mong mahalin.
I was hoping that we had a chance. I thought you loved me as much as I love you.
Ali, thank you for making me feel better when everything was falling apart. But you know what's funny? You put me altogether when I was broken into pieces just to break me again.
YOU ARE READING
Behind Closed Doors
FanfictionA mikhaiah fictional story wherein; "How about us?" "There was never an us." What happens if the person we love is not meant for us? And what to do if we are not chosen even if we have given everything?
