dear edward, (2)

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- Edward's.


"YOU WHAT?!"


I felt my scream vibrate through the halls of our living room. Right now I didn't care if Mom or Dad heard me yelling the hell inside their house, nor if I was yelling at a woman. I didn't care. After knowing the things Heaven hid from me, I snapped. For all the years I have been thinking about what happened, and then I learned to just live with it, but God, hearing the whole truth pushed me off the edge. I raised my fist, not to punch her, even though I want to but I was too much of a gentleman, but to punch the wall behind her. I saw her flinch as my fist came in contact with the wall, I looked at her, "Say those words again, I dare you." 


"What did you fucking do?!" I yelled. Heaven flinched and tried to open her mouth, yet no words of explanation came. I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply as I stared at her crying face.


"I didn't mean to... I..." She tried getting out, but every time she say something angers me more. I stopped and ran my hands through my hair. "You didn't send Maymay my letter, didn't you?" I asked, Heaven nodded. I felt a tear fell down my eye, down to my cheeks. 


I washed my face with the palm of my hands, frustrated about what has unfolded right in front of me. I told Heaven to get lost, never to speak with me again. Laura, Dad, and Mom have given me ample amount of space, as they understood what happened between me and Heaven. They have sincerely apologized to me as well because they thought Heaven was my girlfriend and let her inside the house, inside my room, and let her invade my things. 


I opened up my fb, looked at all Maymay's messages. I looked at all my social media accounts to see that Maymay has been blocked in every single one of them. I have noticed that Heaven has been video-chatting Yong, making an excuse that I was in the shower every time Yong looked for me, she has also been chatting Marco, making her sound more like me. 


"I am screwed." I said, after seeing countless messages from Vivoree, Fenech, and Kristine, saying how much of a jerk I am for not replying in Maymay's messages, but not once did they ever received a reply. Not from Heaven and definitely not from me. I rushed outside to get all the letters I have found out in Heaven's bag a while ago, figuring out all her intentions with me and with hurting Maymay. I opened and read them one by one, each time getting teary eyed after another. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Maymay, oh... Maymay." I whispered while getting some pen and paper to write back. 


Dear Maymay,


God, I don't know where to start. I will never know how you must've felt when you thought I abandoned you, but I didn't believe me. I will never abandon you. I promise you. 


I was supposed to give you a letter the day before I left Germany to go to a boarding school for pilots, and I was supposed to be learning there with no any distractions. I explained it to a letter that was supposed to be given to you, but due to circumstances, it didn't get by you. Didn't it?

I am never going to ignore you, nothing is wrong with you. The one conversing with Yong and Marco wasn't me, it was Heaven. It wasn't me, I promise you. I had no contact from the outside world when I was studying, I swear. You have to believe me, Maymay. 


The letters, I am sorry Heaven got to them before I or my family ever did. 


She pretended to be my girlfriend, taking advantage while I was gone. She manipulated Marco and Yong's mind, of course, yours as well, thinking that I didn't care for you, or loved you. 


And believe me, this time, Maymay. 


I love you too.


I'll be going back to you, I promise. Promise me, promise me you're still okay.


- Love, Edward.


-


I hopped off the van, out of excitement, I nearly injured myself in the process. This was it. I was ready to meet Maymay again, after a tough one year, given the Heaven incident, I was ready to explain everything for Maymay, and I was hoping that she could understand where I am getting at. Yong and Marco smiled at me as they've known how much excited I am to see Maymay, or even to talk to her. It has been too long for me to never to have spoke with her. 


And God do I miss her a lot.


"Maymay..." I exhaled, after seeing her as she opened the door.


"Edward..." She took a moment of silence, battling with her inner self whether she would or would not be glad to see me. But I swept her off her feet and circled her all around. 


"I am sorry, Maymay. I am sorry." I apologized, but she smiled at me genuinely as I put her down the ground. She patted my head and gave me a peck on the cheeks. "You're forgiven."


"I just thought that you literally left me hanging, no." She continued, making her way through her home. "After I received your letter explaining everything, I knew that wasn't you. But still, it hurts me to hear it." She added, sitting down besides me as Yong and Marco looked at us teasingly, but gave us the space we both needed. I look at Maymay's smile, but I have noticed there was a change in her appearance as well. I traced my fingers on the bags under her eyes, as she swatted my hand away. "You did this eh!" She jokingly claimed. 


"I did? If so, I will make bawi." I said, putting her head on my lap as I ran my fingers through her dark, soft hair. "Dear Edward," She whispered. I smiled as I continue to listen to her.


"Dear Edward, I understood now. I understood everything now. Thank you for explaining. Yet there is something I still feel like I needed to ask you." She paused for a bit, taking my hand and intertwining it with hers. "I have told you I love you, what happens now?" 


I chuckled.


"Dear Maymay, I'm afraid you're going to be stuck with me for the rest of your life." She giggled at the comment, yet her eyes remain closed. I looked at her features one by one, stopping at her lips, as I whisper. "There are a lot of things that are going to happen, love."


"Like what?" She whispered, her eyes still closed.


I leaned in, inching my face closer by the second.


"Like this." As I pressed my lips into hers. 



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