Shots of Momentary Bliss

Left Unsaid (A JessVin OneShot Story) Part 2

I was impatiently tapping my fingers while waiting for Jess. I couldn't calm down myself. This is it! I'm going to confessed to her. Right now, I feel something wrong and I couldn't explain why. I texted her last night where we would meet and what time. 

After 30 minutes later, Jessica didn't show up. I feel bad when she didn't come on our meet up maybe she wasn't serious that she would come. I shoved away the thought maybe she has other important things to attend to so Jess didn't make it. 

As I entered in my speech class, everyone in my class were quite which was totally unusual. They were usually noisy when the class didn't start but today is different. My eyes wondered around the room and I can see sad expression in their faces. What's going on? Did something happened? At that moment, my heart beats so fast and I'm slowly suffocating. There's one person missing in the room. Where's Jessica? She's not the type of person who arrives late in class.

I glance at my seatmate but she looked down. I'm about to asked her when Ms. Gonzales hurriedly goes inside of the room.

"Good morning, class!" She greeted and smiled weakly. I noticed Ms. Gonzales eyes were puffy. It looks like she have cried for hours. I know there's something wrong but I couldn't tell what it is.

"Class, I'm here for some announcements. Honestly I don't know how to start." Ms. Gonzales paused and thinking the right words to say.

"Today, I'll check your attendance only and you can go home after. Today I have important things to attend to. Most of you are aware that my cousin Jessica passed away early  this morning." She managed to speak without breaking her voice.

No! This can't be true! She's kidding, right? I'm aware Ms. Gonzales and Jessica were cousins. I'm hoping that what's happening right now was a dream. A bad dream. The moment I woke up everything will be back to normal.

"Her parents are on their way home to a business trip so I need to help with the funeral." She explained in class.

My heart shattered into pieces right now. I don't know how to react or what should I do. All the questions that runs through from my mind have finally answered.

Tears start to welling up my eyes. Why life can be so unfair? I love her so much but now I have no longer the chance to confess and make her feel how much I love her.

"Ms. Gonzales, is this for real? Tell me Jessica is alright. That all of this is a prank." My voice is trembling. She stared at me with sad expression.

"I'm sorry, Kevin. If this is only a joke. I would rather see that way." She responded and trying her best to hold back her tears.

I buried my face in my palm and silently wept.

After that shocking announcement, I wasn't paying attention where I am heading to. Pain begins to penetrate within me. I couldn't accept that she's gone. I hate to admit to myself she's no longer here and I'll never have the chance to be with her again. I detest myself for not being brave enough to confess to Jess. I'm a fool for letting the opportunity passed. All I could feel right now was pain and sadness. As I pass through the big field, I remembered Jess and I used to hang out here. I feel a pang of regret staring that wide big field. I didn't realize I was frustratingly yelling at the top of my lungs. I kneel feeling defeated and sobbed. Then I didn't noticed someone is behind my back. She called my attention.

"Kevin!" I turned my back and saw my classmate in speech Aira.

"There's something I want to give you." She paused and handed me a cd. I stared at her with confusion.

"Jessica handed me that cd to give it to you." She explained. I stood up and accepted the cd and tears fell again in my eyes.

"Kevin, I feel sorry for your lost. Jessica is an amazing girl and I feel bad you never have the chance to tell her how you truly feel towards her." She said with utmost sincerity.

"What are you talking?"

"You like her, right? Just watch that cd to figure it out what I'm talking about." She said and left. I was staring at the cd blankly.