What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Part 3

After all, we're all just skeletons that's trained and built to have someone to get along. Someone to get alone according to Taylor Swift.

After that day, that very early morning discussion in my room. He has finally come to his senses and keeping track of my messages. I remember what my father said, God loves you too much if He gives you struggles to go through. Because that means, He trusts you too much that you can get over it.

Two grey eyes came to surprise me today.

With a flower.

"Are you going to borrow something? Or did you do something wrong?" I said with total confusion showing across my face.

"Of course not!," he laughed and shook his head. "You're crazy."

Putting his arms around me, for the first time, I felt secured around him. I've had my guard up with him all the time. I'll never know, we'll never know what people are capable of. Its not that I didn't trust him. I trusted him but had boundaries. I don't know if that makes sense but it makes sense to me.

"Are you going to disappear again? No contacts and all?," I asked. Because I didn't want sleepless nights on the next semester or into the coming of semester.

Normally, Gab won't tell me what he's up to or what he's doing because of security reasons, he said. But I guess he's withdrawing his old self and realized that I had the right to know. "Yeah, maybe one or two?" He held my hands and intertwined with his.

He's becoming more touchy right now than before. "Like, two weeks?" I asked.

But he looked down straight to my eyes and looked at both of them. I felt my irises got big. Was it because its dark in here? "No. Two months.," He traced the lines on my hands and played with them. "Its not like I have a choice you know."

"I don't know what you're up to but Gab, can you atleast tell me where are you going? How about next semester? Its in two months."

I didn't want him to sacrifice whatever he was doing from education. Its our last year and last semester for God's sake. Last 6 months in college.

"That's why I'm coming back in two months.," Two months looks very long, most especially in the holidays. The days gets shorter and the nights grow longer. "I'm flying out the country. To USA."

"What for?"

"I guess you have the right to know. After all, I courted you and you're my girlfriend," Wait, what is this? Was he really going to tell me? "We're in our fourth month five days ago."

He breathed in and out, pouted and poured the words I never thought I would ever hear he'd say.

I was still trying to figure out how not to think of him every single day. If its even possible I would be grateful to have a temporary amnesia for two months.

     Because this feeling is unbearable. How could fate let us meet and tear us apart for three weeks then met for a couple of days just to tear us apart for two months again?

    How can I forget about him when I open my eyes every morning I'd see the light in the dark stickers we put to my ceiling. How do I even begin to forget when all I can think of is his face? And how could I be strong when I try to go out all I could see are the memories we had in every places we've been?

     Tell me, how can you forget everything?

     "Honey, the water's flowing out. You might want to tap it off to save some if you're not using it?" I heard mom outside the bathroom door. I was staring at the photo I put from the bathroom's mirror.

     The polaroid of him laughing.

     I'm carrying this heavy feeling again. I wished I didn't see it. I wish I tore it into small pieces but I couldn't.

     I wish we could have atleast a communication. Anything; text, social media. Any application may do. I just want to talk to him.

     It hurts, I admit, because why does this have to happen? Even in my dreams he appears.

     But I hoped this was all a dream. But it wasn't. No one could wake me up.

( G A B )

Its been seven weeks and I have never been as excited as this to get home for the next semester.

     One more week baby. Please wait for me.

( A L E X )

     I heard a familiar sound of a car outside. I didn't want to believe it unless I see it. So I refuse to stand from my bed to look for it.

     There was a familiar thud of shoes coming to my room and I didn't know why my smile goes up to my ear as it ascended, as it came closer, as the footsteps became louder.

     Then it stopped.

     I wanted to go out and trip down the hallway to look for it. But everytime a part of me cries when I figured it wasn't him.

     I shoved myself under the sheets and tried to sleep instead.

    Somebody else's hands groped my waist and buried his face to my neck. I flinched and left a red mark on his face because my number one self defense is the face slap. With a huge amount of force.

     He was holding his face facing the sheets so I couldn't see his face. But I recognized his body structures and his familiar scent.

     It was Gab.

     I back-hugged him and said sorry.

     "Is this all I am getting for two months?" He muttered under the covers and continued, "I don't like it."

     "You shouldn't have surprised me." I said while resting my cheeks to his broad shoulders. I guess he hasn't come to his parents because he's still wearing a formal attire.

     Then he span around and caught me by his chest. My head hurt and pouted with frowned brows. He had such hard chest. I was about to sit, I pushed up from his chest, when he tried to catch my lips and kissed me.

     Then gently, he held my back to get back down. His every touch of my flesh makes me lose my grip to dear life. And every turn of our necks and heads our hips goes as well.

     Was this a dream? I didn't want to wake up.

     There are things that are worth waiting for and one of them is this. Him. True love and happiness. And his priceless amount of love for me. He might not have time for me, but when he get the chance, he does everything. Fate may try to hurt you, and it will hurt you. But if you believe in Him that you'll get through this together everything will be better.

And honestly, the only one I want a love triangle is with God at the center.

The End. 💕