DREAM KINGS (Shawn Mendes x Harry Styles)

C h a p t e r [114]

"Well, you kids can continue your chat while we eat." Aunt Mary says.

"Yeah, come, come. Let's eat." Mom adds.

We sit around the table and dig in with laughter. Just laughs and funny memories. About the good old days. About how Tippy and I became best friends, about where mom got my name, about where Tippy and Sam met and about Aunt Mary's early life. Everything was good, we even talked about Luke.

"I remember how crazy May is with that Luki." Mom joked, "I'm like, 'DAUGHTER! WAKE UP!'"

"True! You're not the only one getting sick of her blushing. I mean, Luke?! So gross!" Tippy joins in.

"That's in the past alright?" I said, not feeling any offense. Besides, it's all behind me.

"Mhmmmm! It is, but it's funny how crazy you were for him." Tippy says.

"Excuse me for a moment. I just need to go to the bathroom." Aunt Mary said.

"Oh, let me help you." Mom stood.

"Jan, sis, I can do it."

"I know you can but I want to help."

"Fine, fine."

Mom and Aunt Mary left the scene. It was only me, Tippy and Sam in the kitchen to continue the conversation.

"So..?" Tippy teases.

"Yes, I was. Okay? But that was before I learned how he's a complete liar."

"Um!? You know that before he even tried to take you away from Shawn."

I didn't speak. There was silence for 10 good seconds until Tippy realized.

"Oh my god. Shoot. Oh my god. I'm so stupid." She says smacking her head, "I'm so sorry May, I'm really—"

"Hey, it's okay." I said with a chuckle, "No biggie Tips."

"No, no. I'm really really sorry."

"Tips, I told you. It's okay. No need to apologize too much. Besides, it's behind me too." I said with a smile but the truth is..? It's not.

"I still wanna say sorry. I spoke without thinking!"

"It's cool. He doesn't matter anymore."

"How so?"

"Just.. don't matter."

"I don't mean to make this topic about him go further but I'm curious, did your mom knew?"

"Knew what?"

"That you and him are a couple.. before?"

"No. She just knew I love him, but I never told her we're dating. We dated, I mean. Well, I.. I was about to tell her but.." I sigh, "Hey, let's change this topic, alright? I don't wanna talk about him anymore."

"Of course May. I'm sorry again."

"Quit that. So.. when are you two planning to get married?"

Tippy and Sam looked at each other, they smiled, "We're still planning things hon." Tippy said.

I nod, "Well, if you got it all figured out, I just wanna say that I'm gonna be your child's godmother."

"OF COURSE!" Sam finally spoke, "Dude, you're making me excited!"

Tippy and I laughed, I remember seeing these two, dating since we were in college. They both deserve the happiness and love in the world.

Mom and Aunt Mary came back and the talks became a little too suitable for young people. After the little party, Tippy and Sam left. I forgot to mention that they're living together and working for their future and their child's or children's rather.

I stayed downstairs a little more. Mom and Aunt Mary went to their rooms. They even assured I'm not sleepy yet, but I'm sure a hundred percent I'm not. I'm back here again. Having the living room for myself, I sat on the couch and laid my back down.

"May.."

His voice wanders in my mind. He's not here but the memories are. I look to the side where he lied before. I'm picturing him, sick after the peer building event. I remember how I took care of him and realized that I'm happier when I'm with him. I shouldn't be reminiscing things about him, it's destroying me even more.

"May.."

There it is again. I can see him. I can still smell his scent. How can I move on? Every single damn thing reminds me of him. I'm starting to sob again, after a long time, I'm starting again. I should have known taking a break from my job is not good. I stood sharp, turned off the lights and went upstairs, but there, again. AGAIN. His room, where he used to secretly sing. WHY AM I SO STUBBORN? I THOUGHT I'VE MOVED ON..

I walk fast, enough to reach my room in a few seconds. I closed the door immediately and sat on the edge of the bed. There goes my mind wondering again. The night he stayed with me one last time before he left without a word, this needs to stop!

I throw myself back down, hard enough to hurt myself and there it goes.. the tears falling from both of my eyes. It's stupid but I cried myself to sleep.

The dreams of him somehow stopped. I'm glad he did not bother me and let me be. There are lots of questions but I don't want him to give me the answers anymore. In dreams or in reality. I just.. I just want to move on. Completely.

It's easy and I would understand better if he just gave me a call or a text, saying that he doesn't want me anymore but leave me without anything to hold on hurts more than millions of needles.

The next day, I woke up with the rays of sun getting through the curtains, along with a cold breeze. Hoping today is a good day. I sit up, stretch and the bracelet dances on my wrist. I slowly put my hands down and looked at the bracelet for a moment. I've never removed this ever since but I guess it's time.

I stood, went to my drawers and put the bracelet in above my old clothes; closed it and made a promise I won't open it again.

"May? Sweetheart?" Mom yells, "You awake?"

"Y—Yeah."

"Come down, join us for breakfast!"

"In a second!" I rushed to the mirror and looked at myself, "Okay, alright May. Today is a new day. A new freaking day. Do not think of him. DO NOT THINK OF HIM. TODAY IS FOR FAMILY AND NEW MEMORIES. OKAY? OKAY." I breathe in and out a sharp 'HA.'

I went downstairs where I saw the ladies sitting in the living room with breakfast on the transparent table and with the TV on. It's my first time again to see mom eating in front of the TV, she usually don't allow anyone to eat in the living room.. unless it's a guest.

"Good morning." I said to them.

"Good morning child." Aunt Mary said.

"Ah, come here sweetheart." Mom said with a smile, she looks bright today. I wonder why. "We have toasted breads, eggs, bacons—"

"Why are we eating in the living room?" I asked, "You usually scold me before whenever I eat here."

"Oh. Nothing's changed. I'm still gonna scold you if you eat here.. unless you clean up properly. And actually, your dad told me to watch today's news. He said there's going to be something we'd be glad to see!"

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Do you know what he's talking about? I mean, do you know what is it he wants us to see?"

She shrugs, "No. Not really."

I sit down on the floor and started digging in. The eggs looked amazingly cooked. The yolks are so bright in color and the whites are cooked carefully. The meat is thoroughly cooked, bacons and veggies and more! This is one of many things I truly missed.

We finished eating but the news on the TV didn't came. Well, it did, but we don't think any of it made us glad. Nothing did.