Dear Mr. Second

Chapter 6- Answers

I woke up early to get ready for my Plan B. I took a shower and wore my regular but decent clothes. I'll try to look simple for today.

I'm preparing for the moment or opportunity that i'll use to know all the truth. I want answers for my questions.

I called Kissha on the phone. "Kissha? are you awake? Please send me Drake's number okay? bye thanks." i said hurrily and kept my phone. I waited for a reply and finally it came. She sent me Drake's number and nothing else.

I texted the number she gave me, "Drake, it's me Camilleon. Please meet me at Starbucks later at about 2 o'clock. Please come. It's important. Thanks." And pressed the 'sent' button.

I felt tensed and my hands were shaking. It's very sad and painful when you prove yourself wrong, but i still have to accept it. I have to accept neither my thoughts were true or not. We'll just find out.

I prepared blueberry-banana pancakes with a cup of orange juice. i ate my breakfast with butterflies on my stomach. I feel so nervous.

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It's already 1:30 PM and i'm ready to face Drake. I made my way out of the apartment and just walked to Starbucks since its just infront of the building.

I sat on a table for two. I ordered him some Hot Coffee and i still order my fave Chocolate Chip Creme with an extra cup of whipped cream.

I've been waiting for a while and still having thoughts that he wouldn't come. But i was wrong, he's now entering the shop.

He's here. He's here. He's here.

I had a tiny smile on my face while he was approaching. He gave me a genuine smile as well and he sat down infront of me.

"What's the problem Camille?" he asked. Well, here goes nothing. "I just want to start slowly." i replied. "So, how well do you know Kissha?" I added. then he shook his head.

"So its about me and Kissha again huh?" he smirked. "I knew her a very long time ago, since the day i started attending our university." he answered.

"So, your parents are the owner of our university right?" i asked suspiciously. He just replied with a nod. "Can you please tell me the name of your parents? Since they haven't mentioned it in the university." i asked politely.

"My Mom's name is Rosalinda Craig. Not Hemmington." He said this one in a serious tone. This is it. He's gonna burst. I know after a little while in this conversation i'll know the story behind this playboy.

"Why not Hemmington? i thought your parents were married?" i asked again. He now gave a deadly glare and answered, "Its just papers, Camille." then he stood up and he's now about to leave me.

I pulled him back by his arm. "Camilleon, please. If you want me to answer all of your questions, please not here. Let's go somewhere else." he said with serious face and pulled me to somewhere. All i know that is we're now in a grassy field with no people or anything. In short, we're alone in the middle of nowhere. Again.

"So.. what's the matter? what's about with your parents? can i ask about them again?" I said as i looked to him.

"Why do really even want to know me? What's the catch Camilleon?" he asked as he looked at me too. I avoided his stare and answered, "I - I just want the best man for my bestfriend. That's all."

He took away his stare and said, "My Mom, Rosalinda Craig Hemmington. She loved my Dad so much. But because of that fucking business trip without Mom, he said that he'll only be gone for a week, but then he never came back. I tried to look for him. I searched everywhere. Mom doesn't have any contact to anyone, that's why i lied to her. I kept telling her that Dad became busy and had meetings on other countries." he said as he breathed heavily.

"Then one day, i read the forbes magazine, seeing Michael Hemmington getting married to a woman named Charice Robins." I can see the sadness on his eyes as he explains, i can't belive that this playboy jerk can sometimes be, you know, soft hearted they say.

"Then after all that, i confirmed that the news was real. 9 years have passed since that business trip they had. And mom was really panicking and stuff. I kept lying to my mom, i told her that Dad is just busy and had to leavel the country for good. But then one day, i caught mom in my room, reading that fucking clip of news. She was crying, and approached me and she was punching me on my shoulder. And that was like the biggest mistake i did. Lying to my Mom."
I feel so sad now. For him. I never knew that these kind of drama in life exist. I just kept on listening to him. I never even said a word, he just goes and continues.

"And the sad part of this was i never had a chance to say sorry to my mom." he said as tears were falling on his cheeks.

I stared at him worriedly. "Mom, my beloved mom died." he said and he continued to cry. I can't stand this, i don't know why but when i see people cry, i cry as well.

This is very dramatic. His mom died because of too much love. Its just too bad to leave your family alone, specially when those person loves you too much.
Drake, now still crying and leaned his head on my shoulder. This gave me tiny goosebumps, i don't know if i should remove his head or just let him there.

I chose to just hug him as well, i tapped his back and he cried continuesly. I understand him. He was just hurt. After his father left him, His mom died as well. That's just, yes. Painful.

Now i've got answers, i think i'm ready to do my next actions. I'm not going to cancel it because i still want to keep my word. I have to do this. The right way. 

I had answers, i have to do my plans. I have to Do my next actions.

END OF CHAPTER 6