It's been three days since that day. I didn't hear any news about him. I just dont wanna hear them any further.
"Kriiiiiing!! Kriiiiiing!!
My eyes were still swelling. I loose my weight, my appetite.
"he-hello?" after while I answered the phone.
"Sa-rah? Is that you?" A cracking voice responded from the other line.
"Yes" It took some time for the old woman to continue speaking. My nerves, I thin I'm hyperventilating.
"Christian, he's gone" tears automatically run out of my eyes. Its like waterfalls. I can't stop it.
"He's died three days ago"
"Wha-what... happened?" I asked
"He was keeping this secret for years Sarah"?
"What secret?" I asked in confusion.
"He loved you so much but he doesn't even have a heart to do that".
"What ever the reason is.....*sob* I don't wanna hear that..." *toot toot*
I hung up. I dropped the call. Maybe that secret is about his girl in Manila. I took my phone and checked the voicemail he sent me, 3 days ago, when he died and told me his leaving.
YOU ARE READING
"MY BROKENHEART"
Short Story(of all people why did your heart fell in a heart breaker?) thats what my friends always asked me. Whats funny as that I dont know what the answer is. I just fall. Is there any reason to fall?
