Tell me, how am I supposed this life. How am I going to live this way.
It's not a question. It's a statement of completely having no hope after everything happened in such a bliss. I'm another soul with a tragic story.
"It's beautiful" I sighed while resting the cold because I'm on a rooftop, admiring the city lights in its busy state. I used to be one of them sitting on their own car while hating the traffic caused by the rush hour. Or going shopping with my friends with a handful of paper bags from all the stores I went to. And here I am, off my phone because of those annoying lawyers and stupid debt I have inherited from my parents. Funny how my life turned the way it is.
I took another gulp from my beer, not even bothered how bitter it is. I laughed bitterly, knowing that my life tastes no good anyway.
I tried to cry, but everything just makes me numb. I just can't spare not even a drop of tear from my eyes. All that I have left in me is these 2,063 pesos on my wallet, a phone and a bag with some spares clothes and shoes. I know, I'm bit fortunate than other homeless people and may sound like a spoiled brat but, what do you expect. I'm still in a shock because of Callista del Valle's downfall. My downfall.
And I don't hate my life just because I'm not money independent unlike before. It's more than that. I just hated them for living me alone and wander this cruel world all by myself. My house is all gone but ashes, my family's account and assets got freeze, my brother is nowhere to be found, all my friends turned their backs on me just because I'm not the same Callista from before (those plastics!). And the worst thing that can happen to a person is to have their parents taken away from them. And that nightmare is happening to me. In. Just. A. Blink. Of. An. Eye.
And now, I decided to run away from all of it. From this world or the the concept if being alone. I resend no God. Because I don't even believe that there's this higher being who create all these fiascoes. It's just a concept from humans mind. But if there is really one up there, what I'm about to do should not be considered as a sin. He should give me a favor by letting me live my parents again, if there's such thing called afterlife.
After drinking the beer, I started to eat my favorite yogurt and chips. At least, for the last time, I got to eat my oh-so-beloved yogurt and the chips I can't eat before because of my Mom restricted me to do so because she's a doctor. I sadly smiled because of that memory.
"Mom, can you see me?" I shouted. "Don't shout at my face once I get there because I know I can't have it there", maybe I'm losing my mind huh. "Mom can you hear me? I will follow you there but let me just have these chips for one last time! And Dad, please bear with Mom because of her tantrums", I chuckled even my head is turning like a drank idiot.
"Can I have those?" I'm really craving for some" I almost jump when I heard a manly but naughty voice. Really. Did I make a big mistake in my past life to pissed off the Gods? That even in my last night, the universe can't let me go off the hook?
"Hey you human!'", I said in tipsy tone. Must be because of the beer. "You should get out of this hospital and go sleep in your bed. Don't ruin my moment here!" I pointed at him and tried hard to focus on his face, but I can't see a thing. Maybe because of my blurry eyes or the darkness of the night.
"What makes you think I'm a human?" maybe he's not a human after all.
"Maybe you're the grim reaper? Don't worry. After I jumped off from this building, you can take me." I gave him a reassuring smile and wink, don't even know if he could see my face.
"Hey, whatever you're planning don't do it" he must be worried that I might run away just like other stupid humans do. But I won't. I will make his work easier for him."
