Second Chance (One-shot)

Sometimes, second chances were not meant to save the relationship but to end things better.

It was Saturday night and I'm here sulking in front of my lappy. It was raining hard tonight and I really can't sleep. So in order to catch my sleep, I opened my Yahoo Messenger account. It's been what? 3 or 4 years since I opened this account.

It's been 4 effin' years since I, Josephine Dela Cruz  started to forget this account and everything between us.

As I opened my account, I've seen messages dated back years ago. Some of them were from my friends back in my high school days, some of them.... from him.

I hesitantly opened his messages. He's saying sorry. Sorry for all the things he did to me. Sorry for making me cry, sorry for being such a crap and sorry for dumping me for her.

That was the last straw. I started to cry again. Memories kept on coming back though I tried to hold it and stuck it inside my unconscious mind.

I thought, I'm fine. I thought, I'm over it. I thought I'm happy again and I'm back to being me.

But then... I was wrong. Very wrong...

I started to scroll the messages again and look for the most latest message from him. I was shocked when I saw that his latest message was dated today, 30 minutes ago.

I started to tremble. Afraid that if I read that message, I can't hold myself anymore. But then my other self started to click the message and read everything written on it.

"I'm sorry Jo for everything. I know I've said this for so many times now, but I can't help it. I have to explain myself to you. I know I've made a very big and stupid mistake when I left you one night in the park alone and crying. I am terribly sorry for that. I'm a moron, I know. You have all the right to loathe me and to forget me everyhting about me, about us. Do you know what date today is? It's March 13. Our anniversary. I know I've hurt you, and again I'm sorry for that. If only I could turn back the time and save our relationship... I would. I've realized that you were the most amazing thing that ever happened in my life. You were my baby, remember? You were my eveything. I still remember you, Jo... I still miss you. I still wish that everything between us will be alright. I still..."

I stop reading his message. I can't breathe properly. I think I'm hyperventilating. I stood and went downstairs to get some water. After I made sure that I was alright again, I looked at his message. It was cut. He never finished what he was saying. I shut down my laptop and went to my veranda.

I inhaled the cold air. I felt warmth inside of me despite the biting cold tonight. I closed my eyes and let myself think of all the things he said.

When I opened my eyes, I felt my own eyes bulge and my heart just had its running marathon again. I felt sweat at the back of my neck and my lips became dry.

There he was...standing at the house in front of me.

He was holding a cartolina with hearts all around it. And in his other hand, he held tulips. My favorite flower.

I forgot that he was my neighbor. I forgot that its the main reason in the first place why we met, the place where we first told each other what we felt and the reason why he left from States after we broke up.

He spoke. I could actually hear him and I really wonder why.

"I assumed you'd be here. I wanna talk to you."

I looked at his cartolina. I did not see it at first but when I looked at it intently, I saw this...

"I STILL LOVE YOU, JO. WILL YOU PLEASE GIVE ME A SECOND CHANCE?"