Hello guys! Lately I've been thinking about adding another chapter just to give justice to Jens POV. Since they didn't have any exposure in the last part. So here it goes.
Jens
"Miro, galit ka ba?" I asked then pouted. Miro slightly furrowed her eyebrows without saying anything.
"Don't be mad." I softly said and clasped my hands together. I shows her tearful gaze.
Miro ignored me as she started to eat. I blink rapidly as my tears begin to form in my eyes. I sniffed, Miro furrowed her eyebrows as she glanced at me.
"Tsk."
Miro stands from her seat and goes beside me. She pulled me for a hug. I really can't help it and started crying, I covered my face. Miro let out a giggle and rubbed my back.
"Just because I have a soft spot for you doesn't mean you can use it every time." She whispered.
I can feel my heart drumming against my chest.
'I think my heart really love you.'
"What were you doing there?" I asked Miro, she's lazily lying on her bed.
"I had a hangover and decided to sleep there." Miro lazily replied as she kept her eyes closed.
I just shook her head.
"Kaya naman pala, tumigil tigil ka na kasi. Hindi na maganda yung nagiging epekto sayo oh." I said and let out a sigh.
"Don't ever boss me around.You know me Jens." Miro furrowed her brows and narrowed her eyes.
'Concern lang naman ako sayo.'
"That's the problem with you Miro. You don't even know how to listen. You keep doing what you want." I slightly raised my voice, tightened my grip on my phone.
"Get out." Miro coldly replied as she turned her back to Jens.
Parang nabuhusan ako ng malamig na tubig.
Sino nga ba ako para magsabi ng ganun? Kaibigan.
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"Mir—"
I wasn’t able to finish saying her name when I saw Ms. Aliah sleeping on the couch.
I turned to Miro who’s busy doing her paperwork. I pointed at Aliah like I was asking what’s going on.
“Nakatulog e,” she answered shortly.
What the—
I furrowed my brows and walked closer to her.
“Busy ka?” I asked. Keeping my tone light as possible.
“Hindi naman. Bakit ka ba nandito?” she said without looking at me.
“Well, just so you know, lunchtime na. Baka lang gusto mong kumain?” I asked, pretending like I was just casually checking in.
But then I saw a lunch bag on the table.
Oh.
“Ah, may taga-dala ka na pala ng lunch,” I said with a little smirk, glancing at Aliah.
“That’s Cleir’s,” she replied. Cold.
I just nodded.
Then I saw her walk towards the couch. She leaned down and softly tapped Aliah’s shoulder.
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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?
