Sing To Me

Chapter 2: Riot!

After all of the denying about Emma's death, all that my body can do right now is rest on the bed.

I checked the time along with the current date on the bedside clock:

                         4:00 am 

                  March 25, 2015 

The plane ticket to Philippines is booked on the 26th and there isn't a bit of motivation left in me. 

I feel that I'm becoming conscious of my body clock. A handful of nights had passed, and my usual sleeping time is 6 in the morning. I'm afraid I'm starting to feel more and more depressed each day that I spent here in the four corners of the room.  But in a strange way, I feel more comforted in this way of mourning.

A type of mourning where no one witnesses what kind of shit I'm becoming. 

...

It's already 1 pm when I woke up that very same day. I tried my best to get up and go to the kitchen. 

Emma used to own the kitchen here in the apartment, and all that I did was watch her while sitting on the nearest chair, ready to taste what she had cooked.

* shaking head violently*

I'm thinking about her again!! I can't help it! 

Instead of recalling, I headed to the refrigerator lazily to get some eggs and passion fruit juice. After I closed it, I saw my reflection slightly on the black-colored appliance-- I am wearing a simple white sleeveless undershirt and a pair of comfy dark gray shorts. All that I have now is a pale face with hair unfixed and with weight losing. 

Oh what a great life, not worrying what I look like.

I proceed to cook. 

While cooking the eggs, the intercom beeped:

"Taka are you in there? We're coming in!!!" 

The voice sounded like Ryota and probably he's with Tomoya again.

...

After a minute or so, the two finally found me here in the kitchen. And as what I expected, it is Ryota and Tomoya. Ryota wears a plain black shirt and pair of pants while Tomoya is in his usual black sleeveless and shorts.

"Hey man, did you see something in your room with a note?" Ryota asked me.

I unplugged the electric stove after the eggs were cooked and grabbed the ticket on the top of the refrigerator.

"Did you mean this?" I asked Ryota back while holding the ticket on my left hand.

"WHAT?! We all thought you overlooked it because you didn't even call us since the funeral. " Tomoya said in disbelief.

"Look, I'm fine. I don't need this." I said as I held down the ticket on the kitchen table.

"I disagree," Ryota said.

"Me too!" Tomoya said, pouting a little bit. 

They're really persistent as ever.

"I'm not in the mood to travel. I just wanna be here in my apartment. Alone." I emphasized.

Ryota hastily went to the screen windows near the living room and removed away each of the dark-brown curtains blocking it. The sunlight irritatingly filled the room because the screen windows are big enough; Due to the sudden change in light, I covered my eyes with my hand immediately. Tomoya, on the other hand, went on and turned the light switch off.  

"Taka, look how dark your apartment used to be. You made this whole place as your cave! You should fvcking go out there. Stop doing these unhealthy shitty habits!" Ryota said like a big bro or something while pointing his hands to the beer scattered all over the living room.

"Hey it's just been a week, don't be so nosy about this!" I said, irritated a bit.

"We troubled ourselves just to get you that ticket and you won't use it?" Tomoya asked, still into the ticket thing.

"YEAH I WON'T USE IT!" I said. Because I wasn't able  to have my breakfast-lunch peacefully, I finally snapped.

I grabbed the ticket once again and showed to them that I am gonna rip it apart.

But before I was able to, I saw Tomoya run incredibly fast and jumped on me. 

"Urgh, my back," I said. My eyes were closed due to the pain. I opened my eyes a bit and saw Tomoya still looking for the ticket. STILL.ON.TOP.OF.ME.

 I tilted my head and ALAS! I saw the ticket under the sofa bed. 

I tried to reach it with my right hand, but Ryota fvcking came and fvcking held my two hands. 

I feel like I'm being raped by these two. I'm like a helpless slave.

"Arghhhh!!!" , I said as I kicked in the air to make Tomoya get out on top of me and I succeeded. I kneeled and bit Ryota's hand, but before Ryota's grip to my hands loosen, Tomoya came again and grabbed my neck using his arms. 

"It's just a fvcking ticket! Don't be bitchy!", I said because I'm so frustrated to beat the two.

"No, it's not just a fvcking ticket." Tomoya said near my ear. 

...

"Emma secretly called us and pleaded to give this to you before her operation. She also said a specific place for you to visit, because she knew you'll love it there. We prepared everything including your visitation agenda.", Ryota said in a serious tone.

"But, but why?", I asked after some minutes. I felt Tomoya's grip on my neck slowly loosen.

"No one knows. We just agreed and obeyed Emma.", Ryota answered.

"Find it out yourself.", Tomoya added.

"Now, we'll just leave this ticket here on the table. It's up to you now.", Tomoya said. 

I sat on the sofa, fully confused. I just heard how Ryota and Tomoya moved while cleaning all the beer bottles all over the living room.

I pressed my forehead a bit with my thumbs. 

I can't remember anything that's related to Emma and a place in the Philippines.