A/N: Ok bago ko simulan yung chapter na to, sisingit muna ako. Hahah Ok, as promised anjan na yung painting ni Art. See at side ~~~~>
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CHAPTER 12
*ring-ring*
“Hello?”
“Art?”
“Hey Cabi what’s wrong? It’s still 6 am and we don’t have class today.”
“Buksan mo t.v mo.”
“Bakit?”
“Basta buksan mo na.”
“Oh tapos?
“Ano nakikita mo?”
“News about plane crash.”
“Plane crash Art. Plane Crash!"
“So?” It's just a plane crash.
“Art! It’s a plane crash!"
Tumingin ulit ako sa t.v.
List of death:
Cyrus Salazar
Lulu Silva
Janna Rodriguez
“This is not true.” Im frozen. Nanginginig ako. He’s not dead! This is all a nightmare! Then I started crying
*Cyrus POV*
“Art I’m here. Nasa tabi mo ko. Hindi mo ba ako naririnig? I want to touch you. I want to pat your head so you would stop crying. But I can’t. I just can’t. I’m already dead. I love you art. I love you so much. Please don’t cry. Don’t cry for my sake. Please? I don't deserve your tears, Please?” dumating si Cabi at Zach sa kwarto nya and this time hindi na sya umiyak.
"Art?!" Pasugod silang lumapit sa kama ni Art. At niyakap sya ng mahigpit. Nakasubsob lang si Art sa pagyakap nila.
“I’m fine don’t worry about me.” No art. No! Ipakita mo sa kanila na nasasaktan ka. Umiyak ka sa harapan nila wag mo isarili ang sakit. Please Art. Please?
I can accept that this is destined to be. This is all planned but let Art accept the support and love of the people around her. Don’t let her suffer just because of me. Let her live happily. Give her all the happiness she deserves. Please? This is my last wish. My prayer.
*after 8 years*
Artemis POV
“Miss artemis?”
“Yes?” Walang lakas kong sagot. Hindi na ko lumabas sa kwarto ko simula nung. Nung nawala si Cyrus,
“ May naghahanap po sainyo”
“Papasukin mo” Malamang si Cabi na naman to, araw-araw nya ko binibisita para kwentuhan ng kung ano ano. Alam kong pinipilit nyang maging masaya for my sake.
“Ate Artemis!” may babaeng yumakap sakin.
“Si-sino ka?” gulat kong tanong sa babae, her face resembles with Cyrus.
BINABASA MO ANG
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