~Lorenzo's
It's 8am and I'm already in the park. I just don't have things to do today so I went early.
While I'm wandering around, I saw Aira... with someone else.
I was about to go near them when suddenly they were holding hands then about to kiss.
Despite the ache in my heart, I managed to go near them.
"Aira..." I said, almost whispering.
"Lorenzo, why are you-"
The boy trailed her off. "Who are you? How did you know her name? Babe, who is he?"
"He's just a friend." Aira answered.
With that, now I understand why she broke up with me.
"Hey loves, please excuse us for a sec." Aira said.
Then she grabbed me by the arm.
"What the hell, Aira? Is this why you broke up with me?"
"It's not that, Lor-"
I cut her off. "It's not that? Then what?"
"Can you please lower down your voice?" She said almost whispering.
"Why? You don't want that asshole to hear what we're talking?" I said.
"I have a reason, Lorenzo." She said.
"Then what is that effin' reason?" I asked angrily.
"Just wait for me, can you?"
No. No.
"No, Aira. You're the one who's letting go. I won't let myself stick into you anymore." I said. Then walked past her.
"Lorenzo!" She yelled.
I ran towards the ice cream parlour. Then sat there.
Can't she fight for the both of us? Can't she trust me? Why-
"Hey!" Someone shouted.
When I turned my head, I saw yesterday's girl beaming at me.
I smiled. "Hey."
Then she walked near me.
"You said you'll pay today, right?" I think I need someone to talk to.
"Yes. I want to treat you an ice cream."
"Naaah, just go with me." Then I grabbed her.
"Hey!" She protested.
~Concine's
Ugggh! This annoying boy!
"Hey! Can we just rest for a while? I'm already tired." I sitted on the sidewalk.
"Me too. My leg still hurts."
He said.
"Ha! Good for you?" I whispered.
"I can hear you." Then he sat next to me. "I just wanted someone to talk to right now."
"Oh! I know that face. You got dumped." I asked beaming. "I'm so brilliant!"
"Nor funny." He throw a poker face.
"Ha-ha. Sorry. Okay then, spill it out." I said.
Then he told me the whole story.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said.
"There's nothing to be sorry about."
"Well, we're in the same situation. I broke up with my boyfriend just last month. But there's a difference beacuae my wounds are becoming scars. Yours are still wounds."
"And you think you've already moved on?" He asked.
"Of course, it's been a while." I answered.
"I don't think so. If you really love him, you can't easily forget about him."
"We are in the different position. I mean, there are lots of fishes in the sea, you know?"
"I guess I'm like a wounded warrior looking for support." He said sadly.
Awwww. I felt worried about him. "I'll help you forget about her." Then I winked.
