I got in the familiar bedroom I once stayed in and threw my bags to the corner. Karlos silently went in the room with me, closing the door behind him and sat beside me on the floor as I shamelessly cried and sobbed hard.
"God, it fucking hurts," I grumbled lowly. I pulled my knees closer and rested my arms on it, and then hid my face. "Out of all the people that can do that to me, it has to be him."
Karlos remained quiet and just pulled me closer to him. I just rested my head on his shoulder as I put my legs down then leaned to Karlos. His arms felt like Darren's, strong and protective; it felt like if I stay in them, I would remain safe and unharmed for the rest of my life. But now, instead of staying in Darren's arms, I was in Karlos's.
"I know how it feels," he cooed, "I've been in love too, Nicole."
"Yours would definitely be different from this," I protested, "God, he denied me for heaven's sake! I cannot believe this. I can't believe he did that to me, to us."
"There must be a reason—"
"Fuck that reason!" I screamed as I kicked to the air. "Fuck his reasons!"
I felt Karlos shake his head in disapproval. "When I had this girlfriend, I thought she was the one," he shared and I found myself ease from crying and listened intently to him. "But turns out, she wasn't."
"Go on," I urged him and I heard him chuckle lightly, probably finding it good that I stopped from thrashing and crying.
"We were in second year highschool when I found this girl and got attracted to her," he narrated. "Then, eventually I fell in love to her. Silly huh? From infatuation, I fell in love. Then I admitted everything I felt for her, and she admitted that she felt the same way, and I was so happy." He paused. "We dated for a long time before she finally said yes on being in an official relationship and I felt like everything was so magical. Is that so gay?"
I laughed at his sudden question. "No, no, it's not,"
"Good, I thought I was being gay," he laughed with me then went on again. "Then after being together until graduating high school, we went to college. But unfortunately, I wasn't in the same college as her." He said. "But we managed to work it out, or so I thought."
"What happened?"
"I was getting there, don't be excited, Nicole." he said and I practically rolled my bloodshot eyes. "Anyway as I was saying, we weren't in the same college uni, coz I chose to be a scholar so I won't cause a lot of expenses to my uncle," he whispered as if making sure that it would only be the two of us to hear his story, even though I was sure it would only be us since we were alone, "Then one time, I decided to visit her in their school to take her on a date coz it was our anniversary." He paused before going on, "But then I found her with another boy, kissing. She saw me and she was so shocked, but she didn't even bother to explain herself. She just said she wants it over then that's it. The end."
I looked at him from my position, not wanting to be out of his arms that soon. "That sucks." I commented, "No, scratch that. She sucks coz she let go of someone who is so honest and so loyal."
"I know right. How dare she to let go of someone as handsome as me?" he smirked, "But looks who's laughing now?" he asked, "I won a goddamned big competition and is now well known, not that I'm being someone conceited, but I just feel so proud of myself." he laughed, "My story just shows that you're not the only one who's suffering in heartbreak Nicole. My story was way worse than yours," he says as he wiped a tear from my eyes with the pad of his thumb. "So don't try to steal my crown of being the most dramatic broken hearted." He laughed and I found myself laughing too.
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FanfictionNicole Aguilar was a regular teenager. By regular, it actually included having feelings for her best friend, Darren Espanto. They bring their friendship and so called romance in the Philippines and the country just caused the complicated twist of th...