Chapter Forty-Seven

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Chapter Forty-Seven: Start

With the startling chime of the clock— absolutely set up on 7:30 am. I propped my hand to my head to support it and fumbled to my phone that was on my bedside table. I groaned as some wisps of my hair tucked down— slightly covering my sight to my phone— I actually near to drop it. I yanked upward the strands and opened my phone. I smiled as I saw his last text on my phone. It was almost a midnight when I got asleep because of our texting. Honestly, I was the one who got asleep early and left our conversation.

I intentionally set the alarm in 7:30— well, I had awaken awhile, five o'clock, but because of my eyelids were tucking itself down— probably without my will, I easily got back asleep. It was pretty cool that I had a quiet good slumber— not tranquil, but still, I had some sort of rest. I will just problem those things when the perfect time comes.

It was now January, Christmas was done, as also as New Year. I kept on hanging out with my friends but frequently with Alexander. About the bucket list, I still hadn't the strength to do such supposedly do of farewell. I didn't really notice the little time span. With Alexander, I was contented, I was happy, and I feel loved. But when would be it last? Tomorrow? Next week? Next month? I don't know but I know it wouldn't count of a year.

I leapt out of my bed and trudged toward my window— yanking the thick curtains, making myself view the lighted vicinity. The vivid picture was astonishing, the empty pavement was so peaceful by now. Even though I wasn't smiling the way I was before. Faint smile, that was the only smile I can do now.

As the wind blew, my cascaded hair flew with the wind, I shivered because of its cold touch. As the air scattered when it bashed on my body, I let out a small puff. I spun around on my heels as I traipsed toward the calendar on my room. It's near, I said to myself. When would I do my list?

I smiled faintly as I mentally noted myself. I would do it on my own way, my own day and my own move. I turned again and went to my laptop, I yanked it open. I logged in on my personal blog site and typed my thoughts. It was anonymous, though. My name wasn't plastered on my site nor any of my pictures. I just wanted to express myself by which no personal things about myself will involve.

When I finally done typing, I went to my social media accounts— mostly having some sort of compliments and admonishments to my modeling career, well, it was okay with me. I was not that fame but I can open my mind towards the people who have nothing to do but to criticize the people around them.

When I saw some shares of photos of Thea— she was joining the search of Ms. EU. I belched as I clicked the like button. I realized that there was no reason to show bitterness, I trust Alexander, in a month, he shows how he treasure me, how he makes me feel so special, and how he avoided girls that was trying to get near him— well, it was too being creepy because I had to ask some students that was in Basketball court if there were girls trying to get close of my Alexander— it was inevitable, though. But happily he was avoiding girls.

About that Thea girl, I always see her in EU, but she was always not fine with me. I know, she was still hurt because of Alexander. She should think of the possibility that she was the one wrong here. Who told her to get attached with Alexander? She knew that he was with other girl already, that he wasn't available, but what just she did? She made a way to her own debacle.

After some while, I swept off the bathroom and did my morning rituals. Because of the cold climate— that probably because it was January, and I had read an article who was telling that January was the coldest month among the eleven— I turned the warm water, and let it poured off my skin, letting all the droplets of the water kiss my skin. The warmth of it was giving a comfort within me and ease the bizarre feeling that been brought by the cold climate.

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