It's been three days since that day. I didn't hear any news about him. I just don't wanna hear them any further.
"kriinngg!! kriiiing !!!|"
My eyes were still swelling.I loose my weight, my appetite.
"he-hello?" after while I answered the phone..
"Je-nny? Is that you?" A cracking voice responded from the other line.
"Yes." It took some time for the old woman to continue speaking. My nerves, I think i'm hyperventilating.
"Luke, he's gone." O.O tears automatically run out of my eyes. It's like waterfalls I can't stop it.
"-he died three days a go."
"Wha--what.. happened?" I exploded.
"He was keeping this secret for years Jenny."
"What secret?" I asked in confusion.
"He loved you so much but he doesn't even have a heart to do that."
"whatever that reason is.... *sob* I don't wanna hear that." *toot toot*
I hung up.I dropped the call. Maybe that secret is about her girl in Manila. I took my phone and checked the voicemail he sent me, 3 days ago, when he died and told me his leaving.
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My Broken Heart and His Fake Heart (short story English)completed.
Storie d'amorestory of love. COMPLETED :)) (ieedit ko po ito pag nagkatime ako. Pasensya na sa mali maling high school english ko. Super tagal na kasi nito.)
