Eh Yung Hindi Naman Tayo? DATI (COMPLETED)

Time Apart

October 27, 2017:

"I'll be fine. Ingat ka dito." I whispered coldly and shrugged a hand that you attempted to place on my shoulder.

"Love..." You called after me as I walked to the kitchen.

"Umalis ka na. May emergency taping ka pa and I have a flight to get ready for." I got a glass from the cupboard then opened the fridge.

"Love, wag ka kasing magalit. Wala naman akong magagawa dun."

I closed the refrigerator door and placed the empty glass on the counter.
I took a deep breath before I turned to face you.

"Hindi naman ako galit. Bakit ako magagalit? You just promised to be on this trip with me for two days. Two days lang at for work din." I said as calmly as possible but my voice cracked with every word I strenuously breathed out, avoiding your gaze.

"Meng, please maniwala ka. I tried to get out of it. Alam mo kung gaano ko pinaghandaan itong pagpunta natin ng CamSur dahil kahit work yun, it's still some time we can spend together out of town pero..."

"Just stop explaining. Wala ka namang magagawa. Di ba yun ang sabi mo?" I smiled bitterly.

"Akala ko ba naiintindihan mo?" You said and held my wrist to stop me from walking away.

I can tell by the way your eyebrows furrowed and your voice rose that you were getting annoyed and it made me feel worse than I already was.

"Don't even imply that I don't understand dahil iniintindi ko. For the longest time. Inintindi ko. Minsan lang nakakapagod." I said.

"So pagod ka na? Ayaw mo na, Meng?"

"I didn't say that." I sighed. "Just leave, RJ." I muttered under my breath as I twisted my hand away then went to the living room.

I heard your loud frustrated sigh and internally jumped when you punched the kitchen counter.

I went to the bedroom and quietly packed my bags, unsure if I should be relieved to see you gone when I go out of the room or not.

5... 10... 15 minutes... passed.

I was not finished packing but I don't know what I was going to put in the bag. I wasn't sure about anything anymore. Except one thing.

I don't want to fight anymore. Not when my flight leaves in a few hours. Not when I know we'll be spending time apart.

Question is... Will you still be there when I open the door?

"Umalis na yun malamang. Di ba nga may taping? Late na kaya siya. Wag kang expectorant, Meng." I told myself.

I took a deep breath and held it before turning the knob, slowly... hopefully... anxiously... I twisted it open until I couldn't anymore then pulled the door open.

Sobs ripped through my throat and tears streamed down my face at what met my eyes.

You. Richard Faulkerson Jr.

"I'm sorry." I sobbed.

You looked straight into my eyes as you stood by the doorway, chewing on your lip to stop yourself from crying but as soon as you opened your mouth to speak, your emotions failed you.

"Hindi ka dapat mag-sorry. Ako dapat. I'm sorry, Love. I'm so sorry." You voice cracked and you sobbed. "Kung pwede lang sana... ooomph..." You stopped talking when my lips so rudely interrupted what you were going to say after running towards you and jumping into your arms.

You held me closer as you kissed me deeper, coaxing my mouth open and plunging your tongue inside its depths. I felt like I was going to lose my breath so I clung to your shoulders and wrapped my legs around your hips.

"You really don't have to explain." I told you when our lips parted minutes later, both panting and grasping for air. "I understand. I love you."

"I love you more." You smiled. "Ikaw ang priority ko ha? Ikaw at ang future natin together."

"I know." I smiled back. "You have to go. Late ka na." I said.

"Yun na nga. Late na ako. So bakit pa ako magmamadali?" You smirked and closed the door before I felt your mouth on mine again.

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