Closure (Completed)

Chapter Eight

Vielle knocked again for the nth time but there was no one opening the door for her. May spare key naman siya pero ayaw niyang buksan ang pinto. It's like she's opening the closed door of their past again.

She waited for a few minutes outside Warrens condo pero wala paring nangyayari. With a sigh, she searched for the spare key she had and opened the door. Ipinasok niya ang isang malaking box na naglalaman ng mga bagay na magpapaalala sa kung anong meron sila noon.

"Warren?" She called his name as she shut the door closed. When she turned around, a gasp escaped in her lips.

The living room was a mess, even the kitchen. She knew well that Warren is neat with his things. The way his condo looked now is like it was robbed by a mad storm. She went around the unit and stopped by an open door. When she pushed the door, she saw his messy bedroom. Empty can beers was all over the place. In the bed, in the door of the lavatory and even at her feet.

Worry rushed into her system and her heart beat raised like she was chased by a mad bull. Something is wrong. She know it in her guts. Although she doesn't know what really happened, she started to pick up the trashes.

"Vielle?" a man's voice called her. It was soft and has a tone of confusal.

She immediately turned around and saw a man he never meet before. He smiled at her but she didn't turned it back.

"S-sino ka? How did you get in?" Vielle asked the guy who was still smiling at her although worry was visible in his eyes.

"I'm Marky. Warren's friend. May spare key ako. I just came back here to get his clothes." Paliwanag nito. He started helping her picked up the trashes. Medyo lumilinis na ang paligid.

"Clothes? Bakit? Aalis siya ng bansa?" She asked. Muntik na siyang masamid. Her hearts ached again. Tatakas na naman siya? She asked herself.

She picked up a turned down picture frame. Basag ang salamin nito. She immediately recognized the couple smiling giddly on the photo. It was a photo of her and Warren when he proposed to her. Sobrang saya nila ng mga oras na yun. But now, wala na. She never imagined that it would end up like this.

Then, she saw a photo of Warren and Marky on a small frame. Kuha yun sa isang malaking bahay na hindi niya alam kung kanino. Both men have a grin on their faces na tila ba nanalo sa lotto.

Hmm. They're really close. She murmured to herself. Though, she wondered kung bahay ba yun ni Marky. Masyado kasing malaki.

"Uhm. No. Hindi pa rin niya ba sinabi sayo ang totoo?" Marky asked. Katatapos lang nitong maglaga ng ilang damit sa isang gym bag.

"What truth?" Vielle asked. Kinuha niya ang litrato sa picture frame at nilagay sa bag niya. Mas lalo tuloy siyang kinabahan.

"He's..."

"He's what?"

"Sumama ka na lang sa akin. I'll take you where he is. Then, I'll tell you about his secret." Marky said calmly. Mas mabuti nga sigurong ipakita muna bago magpaliwanag.

"Bakit? Nasan ba siya? And what happened here? Nag-inuman kayo?" Vielles asked.

"Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyari dito. And, no. Hindi kami nag-inuman. Bawal siyang uminom ng alcoholic drinks ayun sa doctor niya."

"Doctor?" Vielle felt scared, unprepared for what she thinks is the truth.

"He's sick, Vielle. Nasa hospital siya ngayon. Sa ICU." Marky said with worry and sadness visible on his eyes.

Vielle opened her mouth in shock and breathe deeply. She clutch her chest like her heart was taken away.