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Chapter 47

Chapter 47. Arrival.

~Harrison's POV

After a while of chatting with her, I excused myself and proceeded downstairs. Drake and I were informed that he would arrive earlier than usual and we thought that it was possibly sometime today since the original flight was tomorrow and he'd be arriving the next day.

I sat beside Drake – who was busy with his cellphone – and flipped through the pages of a Tagalog magazine until the doorbell went off, thinking it was him, Drake and I shared a look of who would go and open the door but in the end, I did it anyway. I always did.

The door wasn't even halfway opened when a punch had landed on my left cheek. Drake and I saw this coming. The greeting was always the same. "That's a very nice way of saying our first hellos in five years, Brent." I sarcastically said while rolling my eyes and closing the door. I held my cheek and went inside the kitchen to get an ice pack before proceeding back to the sitting room or what other people called the 'living room'.

I sat beside Drake, across from Brent. I just had to be a little far from him, I don't want to risk my face for his surprising blows. "I didn't intend to be nice, Harrison." He said, glaring at me.

Okay. So, first of all, this rude, annoying as fuck, two-faced, skillful, awesome jerk is Brent Kim, he's a friend of ours from before and like me, went to finish his studies abroad right after Shelle forgot about us. He's two-faced mainly because the personality he's showing me right now isn't the personality he shows Shelle and other people. He literally changes. Like, cursing me then if Shelle comes in, he'll be a fake, plastic angel. He's so annoying 'cause of that fucked up personality.

But I can't deny how fucking awesome he is that I want to punch myself and kick myself in the groin nonstop but I won't, mainly because I can't.

I rolled my eyes at him in response and Drake mocked me with his expression. Ugh. Seriously? I gave him a look that made him mock me more. He’s also annoying as shit.

"I'll go straight to the point..." He rose up from his seat and when he was about to punch me again, Drake had stopped his hand in midair. "Don't. He needs his looks. Punch the pillow instead." Drake instructed with a smile. Brent couldn't do anything about it and punched the pillow instead.

"TANG INA KAYO! BAKIT HINDI NIYO AKO BINALITAAN?! NGAYON PA KUNG KAILAN TAPOS NA! MGA TENGENE!" He faced Drake and pointed at him with his index finger. "SANA AKO NA LANG TINAWAGAN MO HINDI 'YANG WALANG KWENTA NA 'YAN!" And then he pointed at me.

"WALA TULOY AKONG NAGAWA! PUTANG INA NAMAN! SANA MAN LANG NAKATULONG AKO SA PAGHULI DOON SA MGA LETCHENG GUSTONG MANGIDNAP KAY SHELLE!" And then he sat back down at his seat. "I am so fucking pissed." He ended his speech with that sentence as he looked down at the floor, defeated by his own emotions.

I felt bad for him, I was also surprised when Drake told me first rather than Brent or the others. I looked at Drake who was expressionless as he stared at Brent.

"Hindi kita tinawagan kasi hindi kita kailangan. Mas kinailangan ko 'yung kaalaman ni Harrison kay sa 'yung sa'yo kaya kahit tinawagan kita, wala ka pa ding kwenta noong mga panahon na 'yon. Ngayon, tinawagan ka namin kasi ngayon ka namin kailangan dahil may balak kaming paglaruan si Jace." Drake explained in monotone. It was hard to find out what he was thinking because of the tone he used and his expression – he showed absolutely no emotion at all.

This was one of the reasons why I can't really read what he's thinking. He shows the emotions that are far from what he really feels. I've known him for a long time but not once did my instincts become right.

Brent heaved out a frustrated sigh and messed up his hair as he gave Drake and me a stern look. "Fine. What's with Jace, though? What do you mean you're gonna play with him? What's his connection in all that's happening right now?" Brent asked with an arched eyebrow and an obvious confused expression plastered on his face.

Drake glanced at me before he started talking, "We tried connecting the dots and the clues and everything else lead us to Cara." Brent's face paled and his eyes got wider. "Cara... Redrain?" He exchanged looks with the two of us before I decided to answer his question. "Yes. None other than Cara Redrain, Joshua's long lost older sister."

His jaw dropped open. "Oh, shit. That's fucked up! I thought she'd gone to the ends of the earth and killed herself or something. I didn't even think about the possibility that she could be alive! God." He reached up his hands and held either side of his head as he started messing up his hair for the second time.

He stopped for a moment as if he was thinking of possible scenarios and questions that would satisfy his conclusions and gave Drake a look. "Don't tell me she's after you." Drake and I couldn't help but glance at each other before nodding at the same time.

"Shut up! Oh, fuck. The bloody queen... I can't believe she's back! Oh, God. Wait... Shelle..." Thank God that thought had struck him. I've been waiting for him to ask that question. "Where is she?" He continued and worry was evident on his face.

"She's upstairs. You can go meet her but I can't guarantee if she'd still remember you," Drake answered while looking out the window. I feel sad for him, for all of us. When she forgot about us, we all went our separate ways.

She was the only one who united all of us without calculating our differences and being biased. She treated us fairly and we respected and loved her for that. Being forgotten is something that we could not bear and because people are normally selfish, we decided to go our separate ways to avoid being hurt and to avoid bringing her danger, putting into mind our hobbies from before.

He stood up without a word and proceeded upstairs. How would he react? Judging by his personality, he'll probably be a lot more annoying than the usual. He'll become a drama queen, I guess.

I lifted my feet up and laid myself on the couch. I stared at the ceiling and recalled all our memories together. When we were having fun and not caring about such problems and not being careful. Just being ourselves like the usual.

I hope that someday, we could all be like that again.

》END OF CHAPTER《