Just Love Me Again ~HyunZy Story

Chapter 29: When It Rains, It Pours

Chapter 29: When it Rains, It Pours

The saddest thing about walking away from someone you love wasn't because you still love them despite the trouble and pain they have caused you. It was due to the fact that you were no longer the same. A part of you became theirs--half of what you are to be exact. It felt like you're no longer whole. There was a missing part of you that you desperately need to fill in. But no matter how much you want to, you can't.

The pain was too much. It was too much to bear. My heart cannot bear that much pain. What Ken did this time was unforgiveable--unforgettable. He made me believe that happy ever after was real. His sweet promises were just fabricated lies.  Those happy moments together, the candlelit dinners, sweet nothings whenever we're together every weekends--snuggled up on the sofa loveseat or bed were all fraud. I can't help but take a trip down to memory lane as I sped up driving.

The tears kept on streaming down my face, blurring my vision. Driving myself to death came to mind but dismissed the morbid idea immediately. That will never happen. My life's too precious to be cut-short just because my freaking good-for-nothing boyfriend cheated on me with his slutty ex-girlfriend. As I've said awhile ago, I won't wallow into self-pity and misery.

Georgina Arboleda won't give Ken and Marian that satisfaction. This self-pity and wallowing in misery will just be for NOW that the pain's still fresh. But sooner or later, I'll get by.

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When it rains, it pours.

True enough, it did rain--it poured heavily. It literally and figuratively rained in my life--both in love life and current place where I'm in. And I was freaking stranded in the deserted road and soaked due to the heavy downpour. Due to my speed-driving while my thoughts were scattered elsewhere, I haven't noticed that I've driven far away from the city.

And I'm even more doomed because I ran out of gasoline. Of all places and time, why now? Why now that my heart's terribly aching and breaking into pieces? I've tried asking for help with other motorists but to my lack of luck, there were no people passing by. Ira came to mind but when I tried to reach her it always reach her voicemail. Kate is out of my list of people to call because she's still out of the country, and Angelo as well. We're still not in good terms after I rejected him.

Ken.

Yes, Ken came to mind but I dismissed the idea quickly. Receiving help and asking for rescue from him was a bad idea. A really bad idea. And as I scrolled down my contacts, my thumb accidentally flicked through Jean's number.

Jean.

Can I possibly ask him to pick me up? Will he help me? Hell. I'm so desperate awhile ago, my whole body's shaking with tremor and chills. How stupid of me to venture outside and let my self soaked in this heavy downpour.

I dialled Jean's and he picked up at the second ring. Kinapalan ko na ang mukha ko at nagmakaawang sunduin niya ako kung saan man ako na-stranded.

"Jean, sos." Nangangatog kong sabi. May narinig akong malakas na kalabog. Napatayo yata siya sa kinauupuan niya at bumagsak iyon sa sahig sa sobrang pagkabigla niya.

"George? George, what happened? No, don't answer that. Just tell me where you are and I'll pick you up." His voice laced with worry.

"I-I don't know exactly where but I'm a few kilometers away from the city." I answered vaguely. Nag-freeze na ang utak ko sa sobrang lamig at namamanhid na din ang katawan ko.

"Okay. Just wait for me and-" Hindi na niya natapos pa ang sasabihin niya dahil na-lowbatt na pala ako. Kamalasan nga naman. Oh rain.