Walls

Chapter 31 part2

During breakfast, Jace's mom apologized with her past behavior. She explained she was just afraid to lose her child. I understood though. In the end, she is back to being nice and sweet towards me.

As soon as we got back, I saw Jace watching television as Jayson was on his earphone listening to some song as he was humming. A few minutes later, Jayson and I went home to get enough rest.

The rest of the week has been less stressful. Jace has been recovering well. His tests shows positively and his doctors are talking about letting him rest at home. Jace's parents has rented an apartment where Jace would be staying as soon as he was discharged. His things were transfered there even before, when his parents arrived here in London.

Jace now can walk slowly unaided. He rarely have episodes of dizziness. Soon, another week after, he was discharged of the hospital.

I come over to his parent's apartment to watch over him. Jayson comes along rarely. He went back to work so I understand he might be busy. He still lives with us so I still get to see him at home. Come to think of it, we rarely got to talk like how we used to talk before all this crazy things happened. I was so focused with Jace that, to be honest, I forgot about Jayson. I hope he understands though. I know he does.

One day, Jace's parents went to the embassy to work on their papers so I was left alone to accompany Jace on his therapies. Although Jace was perfectly fine, his doctors still wanted to monitor his case. I tried to call Jayson, to ask him to accompany us, but he was out of reach so I carry on.

As soon as I got home, I was tired yet happy. Doctors confirmed that Jace is doing perfectly good. I opened my room and threw myself on my bed. Soon I fell asleep.

When I wake up, I went to the kitchen and cooked breakfast for us, three. Krissy just went home last night from his trip to Korea so she might still be too tired to eat. I still reserved food for her just in case she got hungry. After I ate, I walked towards the Jayson's room, which was a stock room that we fixed for him and knocked. After a few minutes of knocking I turned the knob and went inside. I was surprised to see Jayson's things were not there. I saw a piece of letter neatly folded on the bed. It says my name on Jayson's handwriting.

*Jayson's letter

To my dearest Dani,

First of all, please do not worry.

Yeah, I know you too well for you to deny that. You have this tendency to blame yourself when something around you went wrong. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Soon though. Just stop worrying too much, please.

I guess you know what this letter means.

Dani, darling (please allow me to call you that, I have dreaded years to call you as such), I want you to know you are a beautiful person. Both inside and out, no matter how imperfect you see yourself as, I will always see you beyond what you're eyes can see.

I cannot describe more how big your impact has been in my life. You had been "here" when I, myself, didn't believe I exist.

I am happy I met you. I am happy we have became friends. Although I dreamt and tried to go beyond it, I am genuinely happy you considered me someone you are close with.

As I have said, I know you. I know you too well, that I knew it all along that you still love him. But I was just too blinded that instead of helping you realize that, I even tried to convince you and my own self that maybe, just maybe, we are meant to be more than friends.

I do not know him, but to be honest, I instantly knew that he loves you just as much, or maybe even more than I do. But as I have said, I was blinded. I was jealous because I know he have someone like you.