Accept Me, Emmy (COMPLETED)

Sequel (4)

Troy Liza's P.O.V.

Emmy and Vincent are both happy now. They have cute kids. Yuan and Yuri. I know Emmy will be a great mommy.

As far as I know. Emmy, Vincent and their kids are having a trip to New York.

"Sir please sign here. On the left side over the printed name."

I signed.

"Thank you sir."

I nod at my secretary Jebiela. As she closed the door,  I faced the glass  window  and stare into blank.

From the 13th floor, the people below looks very tiny and delicate while the cars are like toys that can be seen in the Toy Kingdom.

What time is it?

10:13 in the morning.

Did anybody noticed?

The number 13 has always something to do with my life. Often bad. Its unlucky number.

(-_-)

Its almost lunch time na. Maybe that's why I'm feeling hungry like all of the time. phew!

I played with my ballpen in my hands. Sometimes, staring at the wall makes it interesting you know especially when you have nothing else to do.

I walked out and left my office for a while.

The smell of polluted air also polluted my mind.

Oh world! It somehow stinks.

I put my hands in my pockets and walked again going to a place called nowhere.

"Kuya....kuya....Merry Christmas po."

I stopped and looked at the little boy who keep on poking me.

I smiled.

"Merry Christmas din."

He reached out his small hand like begging for something.

I pat his head.

"Nasan mga magulang mo? Ikaw lang ba?" I asked.

He nods slowly. "Lasinggero po tatay ko at may sakit po nanay ko ngayon, nagtitinda ng basahan ang ate ko."

He said bowing his head. I pull out 1000 pesos and put it in his pocket.

He looked at me, confused.

"Ibigay mo ang pera sa nanay mo. Para yan sa pasko at gamot niyo."

He hugged me and I hugged him back.

There were tears in his eyes. "Salamat po."

After that, he walked away jumping and running. Its great how a small amount can make a huge difference for someone who needs. Its a pity for the boy's side.

I wish fathers who were irresponsible doesn't exist. They are no use but just exceeding the number of population group of bastards.

I reached in the nearest park and yeah, I see couples everywhere.

The trees were decorated of Christmas lights and balls. This place.....really nice.

I counted the elves in the garden.

There were 13.

Dear number 13,

What's in you that you are always present in my life?