Months Has Passed

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A/N
Hey guys! So I would just want to say thanks to willai_ and AngelMiks for voting on my chapters in this story! It means a lot! Hehehehe I know you hate me for the break up scene of Jan and Mari, Willai, but don't worry. This chapter will make you happy I guess. Nyahaha.
-Panda

Mari POV

Months has passed...

Keith and I had been happier than ever but I still have a spot for my asshole-of-an-ex.

"Mar..." Keith said sadly as he played with my fingers. We were in the school garden.

"Yeah?"

"It has been 3 months.." He looked down.

"3 months?" I asked.

"3 months ever since you and Jan broke up and we became together.."

"Oh.." I nodded.

"-And I still think- no, know that you still love Jan and not me..." He muttered. I stiffened.

"Who told you that?" I asked in surprise.

"It's already obvious.. And you do know that you and Jan are engaged according to your mother and Jan's parents."

"Yeah, I know, but I told my mother to cut that deal a long time ago." I defended.

"Yeah... But it's still the best for you." He stated.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I asked disbelievingly.

"Yes..." He muttered and stood up. I follows his movements.
"Mari, I think we should break up." He said.

"Wha- nevermind!" I shouted as I stormed off.

Life's cruel.

•~•~•~•~•~•

I walked along the sidewalks while carrying my violin on my back to my car when I bumped into a person.

"Omph! I-I'm sorry!" The guy appologized while grabbing his guitar case from the ground.

I got to stop bumping into people with musical intruments. I scolded myself.

"Hn." I nodded. He looked up and to my surprise it was him.

The guy I was ignoring the whole 3 months.

The guy who I first fell in love with.

The guy who gave me my first heartbreak.

The guy whom I still love...

"J-Jan..." I muttered.

"Mari.." He smiled a bit.

My eyes pointed over the guitar he was holding. He noticed and he chuckled.

"I told you I'm taking guitar lessons." He grinned.

"Oh.." I nodded.

"Uhm... Can we talk in the park?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." I nodded and we sat on the grass. I fixed my school uniform. So did he.

"Want a song?" He asked.

"Yeah sure.." I nodded awkwardly.

He started to play Photograph by Ed Sheeran. I smiled at the bitter memory I remembered when we were still together.

I grabbed my violin and started to play along with him.

"We keep this love in a photograph. We make these memories for ourselves." He sang.

"Where our eyes are never closing, heart were never broken. Time's forever frozen still." I sang.

"So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. Holding me close until our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone." We both sang with emotion.

I didn't realize that I was already tearing up when the song ended.

"I'm sorry.." He muttered.

"I missed you.." I said with a sigh.

"I love you." We both said. I let go of my violin as he let go of his guitar and we hugged. Tightly.

Moments later we pulled back and then his lips touched mine.

"Be mine..... Again?" He asked as he touched both of our foreheads.

"Yes." I nodded and kissed him again.

All the while we were in the park. He told me everything. About that he just said all of that to Aris so that she'll be happy because she's dying. She has Lung Cancer and I feel very bad for her.

I also told him that Keith and I broke up. And he was kind of boiling in anger of Keith and I.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

"So let me get this straight; Jan said those words and kissed Aris just because she was dying and then Keith made you his girlfriend so that you wouldn't be heart brokened anymore but then he soon ends up knowing that you would be happier with Jan so he broke up with you, then here comes Jan saying those 'I'm sorry' words and you would respond by 'I miss you' words and then he starts explaining, so do you then both of you made up?" Fran cleared in one go.

"Yeah, pretty much..." I nodded.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah..." I muttered.

"I'm going downstairs to eat." Fran shook her head and went downstairs to my kitchen.

I missed the loud greetings of Angela everymorning...

A month after my break up with Jan, Angela and Alyssa left and went back home to Philippines.

I sure will miss them. I mean, Alyssa and I made up already. Now we're cool.

"Why is your refrigerator full of healthy stuff?!" Fran shouted from the kitchen.

"Um, because I eat healthy stuff?" I stated in a matter-of-factly way.

"Hmph." She pouted and continued to search for 'real' food in their refrigerator.

As I walked in side the kitchen I felt a little dizzy so I grabbed the nearest thing to me.

"Mari!!" Fran panicked as she saw me grab the gray stool and ran over to me.
"A-are you okay??" She asked.

"Y-yeah..." I muttered.

"You look pale... C'mon." She helped me sit on the stool chair and gave me a glass of milk.

"Thanks.." I muttered.

"What was that all about?" She asked.

I pointed out on my eyes.

"Oh.." She nodded. She knows about that disease thingy. I mean, I tell her almost everything.

"Let's go to the park... I wanna take a walk..." I muttered softly.

"Alrighty then... Get dressed. I'll be eating here." She smiled.

I went upstaires and got dressed. I wore a black and white, patterned, long-sleeved crop top, a plain black mini skirt and a truffled and short stiletto boots. I wore my eyeglasses and drank my pills for my head.

"Ugh," I grunted.

I made my way back downstaires and called out for Franella.

"Let's go." I said coldly.

"Okie." She smiled sweetly and followed me to her car.

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