We'll Never Be Together Again

Chapter Two: Sophia Montecillo

Dedication:

I dedicate this chapter to Enjane and UnoDosTres. Thank you for your advises and your support in making this possible.

PS: Queenie and Angela, ika-duha ko nani nga sulat dani utro ky nawala ang gpang-sulat lng nko bag-o. Why haven't you warned me about this.? :[ BUT IT'S ALRIGHT.

Lab-lab,

SilverTwoPointO

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PRESENT TIME: HIGHSCHOOL

Hi! I am Sophia Montecillo, a girl raised in a well-off family. My parents are based in Singapore to take care of the family business.

I am the only child and heiress to the Montecillo Conglomerates. The company is engaged in different lines of business. It's a corporate giant!

I was born to a perfect family. Just as I thought it is. My life was perfect but not when I was six and meet the boy named Raffy.

FLASHBACK TO CHILDHOOD.

I was walking in a park with Nanay. Nanay is the way how I call my yaya because she's like a second mother to me. Mom taught me to call her that way and I became used and comfortable with it.

While sitting at the park's bench I saw kids my age enjoying the slides and monkey bars. I ran to join them leaving Nanay behind trying to stop me. Few distance away from her I turned to her direction and shouted, "Just wait there Nay! It'll be fast I won't be messy. I'll take care of my ..."

THUD!

"Sophia!"

When I opened my eyes I was already in my Nanay's arm, looking at her anxious face. I could feel my arm and my head hurting.

"Nanay, what happened? My arm is hurting. I'm quite dizzy."

"You were bumped. Is it hurting a lot.? I alrrady called your dad, and they're on their way to the hospital."

Just then I realized we were in an unfamiliar luxury car and saw a boy beside me and my Nanay.

"Who is he Nanay?"

"Hi! I'm Rafael. I'm sorry I bumped you while riding my bicycle. I don't mean to bump you, I haven't just noticed you in my way."

"So it's my fault then.?"

"No, I don't mean it's your fault. It's mine. I'm very sorry you were hurt. My dad will take care of everything."

I didn't answer that boy's apology. He's not really sorry for it. I knew it. "Rafael" he says. But I don't like him! I will never like that boy 'cause he's not sincerely sorry for what he had done.

When we arrived at the hospital, a nurse treated and plastered my wounds. My head hurts. I was very hurt due to the incident. According to Nanay, I was bumped hard and my head hit the concrete path and rolled for two or three times on the ground.

It was a good bicycle for a six year old boy. The rider's seat is quite tall for the six year old owner. I think Rafael's still practicing how to ride that bike.

I saw the bike at the back of their car on the way to the hospital.

Mom and dad soon arrived and asked me if I was okay. Of course, I told them I'm not.

Dad went out with the doctor and mom stayed with me.

"What exactly did happen, honey? Why were you hurt."