Chapter 39

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I didn't have the strength to pull myself together when I saw my mother by the doorstep in Karlos's house. Right when I saw her there, I just like, ran from the staircase and collapsed in her embrace as I cried. I never thought that she have heard the news that whatever was on with me and Darren is now over. Maybe TitaMarinel told her.

"How are you?" she asked.

"I'm way worse than shitty," I chuckled as I led her in Karlos's house. I didn't expect her to show up last minute, considering that today was already the day of my departure to Canada. "I think I am just as thankful coz I don't have to stay in here longer. Maybe to stay in London would be healthy for me." I told her.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you... you know," she said, missing out the statement about Darren's denying. "I'm sorry I showed up too late to comfort you."

I smiled at her, my anger for her now long gone. "At least you showed up," I noted, "I'm way more than thankful for that." I told her. "I just... I also kind of shut everyone out. I guess I was so afraid if someone else sees me so miserable as this."

She smiled. "Maybe he's not just worth it even though you think he was," she notes, "I have told you before that you're as beautiful as I am," she laughed, "You'll find someone else better than him." she said, her voice filled with assurance. To be honest, I don't find it assuring. I have this set in my mind that maybe, just maybe, I would keep loving Darren until the end. I'm not the type of person that makes up empty promises. When I promised Darren that I would love him always and forever, I meant that. But maybe his promise wasn't as sincere as mines.

I laughed. "As beautiful as you?" I tried to play along. "I don't know, but I have always thought I was more beautiful than you and TitaMadelle, even if we share almost all the same features."

"Dream on," she joked and I found myself smiling at the scene I am into. It was like I am back with my normal relationship and bond with my mommy. I guess I have missed this more than anything else. There is nothing in this world that can make me happier since Athena's plan of breaking me off from my mother didn't work after all.

Suddenly, her face dropped and I chose to ask, "What's with the face?"

"It's just that it would take long before I get back to Canada and if I do," she let out a heavy sigh, "You're not there anymore. You'll be in London. I have to wait for winter and spring breaks before you get back to Canada for some, I don't know a visit, perhaps?"

I smiled down at her and hugged her. "Mom, no matter what happens, I would find ways to talk to you and see you," I told her, "I'll definitely find ways just to keep in touch to you, even when you're still here and I am on my way to London."

A bad thing occurred and Parry called last night, telling me that we should book a flight ASAP to London. So definitely, we ended up setting new plans. She said that if we won't get to London soon, we would have troubles finding a proper dorm or room, and we would end up looking for an apartment. And by the season of back to school, finding a cheap rental apartment is more than just a challenge.

"I'll be glad if you will," she said with a smile. "Well, have you ever known the 3 hours before the flight thing?" she asked me, "I guess we have to go."

There was a painful tug in my heart when she reminded me of going. Now that we're back to being good, I guess it was another pull to stop me from going. Believe it or not, Karlos's crying at me last night was already enough to stop me, but even if he cries a river, there's no more turning back on this one.

I sighed as I wiped my face and decided to take up some refreshing. I have bathed, but when my mother came, I kind of like got a breakdown and cried big time. When I was ready enough, I took all of my bags and things and told Karlos that we should go with mom. Karlos being Karlos, nearly cried at me. But things have to go on, so we drove our way to the airport, all of us trying to hold back our emotions.

Another sigh left my mouth when we arrived at the airport. "I guess this is good bye for now," I told him when I leaned my back to the seat, not really wanting to go. "I promised to keep in touch,"

I went out of the car with my mother and Karlos following me. They kind of both agreed with the idea of walking me near the entrance so there they are. "I don't think you remember my promise," a familiar voice said just right before I went completely in the airport and I found my heart having a hard time to steady itself from beating.

As I turned around, another batch of fresh tears seemed to be forming by my eyes. I don't know, I guess these past few days I was more of a cry baby. I lunged to TitaMarinel who also had tears in her own eyes, and also little Lynelle.

"I can't believe this," I gushed, "You came all the way just to catch up on me?" I asked her.

"Of course, I have told you that I would be here when you go, right?" she asked me and tried to make me remember, even though I didn't forget a thing. "So, here I am!"

I laughed even with my teary eyes and hugged her tightly. "God, I would surely miss you," I expressed as I bent down to Lyn who was waiting for me to carry her, her hands stretched long as she expected the carry.

"Do you really have to go?" she asked me. "Can't you stay?"

"Too bad, but I do have to go and I cannot stay any longer," I answered. "I promise to Skype you, though. In that way you would never forget me,"

"I would never forget you, Ate Nicole," I hope your brother won't too, "I will never forget my favourite person in the world."

"I'm your favourite person?" I asked her, not believing it at the first mention of the little kid. She just nodded and hugged me as she buried her face on the base of my neck. I can't seem to believe that this little kid in my arms is strong enough to make me cry again. I kissed her cheek. "You're my favourite person, too, Lynelle,"

Her hug to me was getting a little tighter and I felt like if I keep on hugging her, I won't have the gut to go. So, I handed the kid to her mother, even though she won't let go. When she was in TitaMarinel's arms, Tita kind of whispered her something that made her stop crying and she went in their car again.

So basically, I was left with Karlos, my mom and TitaMarinel. "Oh, and your TitoLyndon would like to excuse himself for not being here because of additional paperworks that he has to finish," she said. I just nodded. In no offence, the one I wanted to see wasn't TitoLyndon. It was just Darren. But by the looks of it, I guess he won't come. Of course he won't. He doesn't give a damn about me anymore, otherwise, he wouldn't deny me in public and to everyone in this country and even worldwide.

I alternated my look at the three of them and tried to steady my breathing as I hugged them in a group. "I have to go," I cried, "I don't think I can take it any longer, and all of you know why," I whimpered weakly. "All I want you guys to do is that, keep your lives going like the way it used to even while I'm gone." I closed my eyes then opened it when I felt like I had the enough will to go and don't turn to them.

I looked at Karlos. "Karlos," I failed to form the sentence instantly because of my sobs. I picked something out from my pocket and handed the handkerchief to him. It was the same handkerchief that he gave me when I got a breakdown right after having a shitty talk with Athena before. "Thanks for everything." I said with a sob. "I... I just don't know how to thank you. You were my friend when I got in here, so thanks a lot."

"No problem." He said, his eyes teary as well.

He hugged me and I found the chance to whisper something to him. "I'll be leaving you in charge about Darren." My voice cracked at the mention of his name. "Take care of him. And take of yourself too." I requested. His hug tightened and I hugged him back before pulling away. I walked to the entrance and to the boarding before looking back at them. I guess this is it. The end of the fairy tale I almost lived at. Everything is over. Darren and I are over.

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Cry me a river guys.

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