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The night after Cairo and I have cried in the rooftop, the days became more comfortable. Not unlike the past days, or years, he doesn't spill the food I'd delivered, he willingly eats it and leaves the tray clean.

Now, I could see his improvements. Sometimes, I could see him doing jumping jacks at his room before I could enter and put his breakfast in his table. He never let Nathan, nor the other men bathe him, he would do it himself.

And I also decided to dispose my tranquilizer too!

We share some memories about my sister, which is the only thing he listens from me. We would tackle it until 9 pm, the time says it would be their curfew and sleeping time, which made me easier to know him more.

We became close, and shares a good company with each other. I feel lightly calm to him, like I've known him for years.

As he smiles, my heart melts. Like, I could see my younger brother in him. I could be his elder sister! What a good idea! I giggled with the thought.

Sometimes, we climb unto the rooftop. Where it all began, and reminiscing those hard times with him, Cairo.

He's getting better and better every day.

If I had more time, more days or more months with him. But, as they say, time flies faster than money.

Because, today... Is the day for my resignation.

The storm greeted our morning, I expected the sun will rise and shine, yet the gray colored skies hung up. Trying to shower rain heavily.

I'd decided to take an exam for my job, and I passed my exam as a licensed psychiatrist, taking the job offer that would lead me to Amsterdam.

And sadly, this is my last day in the facility.

Just like the routine, I walked in to every wards I could see, specially Cairo, who had been back to himself. Luckily, the doctors said he could be discharged this afternoon.

"Where's Sandy Guerrero?" our head psychiatrist shouts angrily at the doorway of our psychiatric department, and I stood up, holding my apple juice.

"To my office Guerrero, Now!" he heavily sighed which made me alarmed.

We walked in to his office and closed the door silently behind me. Suddenly, he changed his mood.

He turned and faced me, with his sad emotions all over his aura.

"You'll not change your mind Sandy?" he said with a sad tone, "Amsterdam is far!"

I chuckled, Nothing to worry about, "Sorry Mr. Head Admin Fideraldo, but my papers are already fixed. There's nothing to worry about." I assured, showing him my assuring smile.

He nodded and looked at the door behind me, "Well, good luck." he replied back with a smile, tapped my back and we exited his office.

Too bad he can't court me until Amsterdam. I remembered 2 years ago he just confessed his 'unending love' for me, ending him with my sweet 'not now' as a reply.

I ate lunch and got my stuff ready outside the facility, in the waiting shed. Still, I can't believe that I'm leaving this place.

Now, I have to see Cairo once again, before I leave. I don't want to go if I could leave him behind without my goodbye.

My last goodbye.

I went back to his room, yet when I caught a glance of his room he was gone. I went to the rooftop but he's still not there. I visited him this morning and I swear he was there eating his breakfast. After that I left him.

So I entered his room again.
Minutes and hours had passed while I waited him in his room, still no signs of him or shadows.

A memory barged in my head...

"Dad! Mom! No!" I shouted at my parents, they're holding my hands, while Jena is trying to pull them back from the cliff, my back as her support to pull them.

"Hon, please you'll lose strength! Please let us go!"

"No! I will not, we will not let you go!"

I'm starting to worry as I watched my wrist watch strikes 4 pm in the afternoon. My flight is 7, and I have to go.

But I can't leave him without a goodbye!

Where did he go? I have to try.

I ran to every room I could see, looking all over while my memory is still disturbing me.

"We.. We have no choice." dad looked at me with a painful stare. I could feel Jena's arm pulling us up, her arms hugging my waist and pulled them in an inch.

I shed a tear, and looked both of my parents struggling not to fall on the cliff. I can't let them go!

I'm trying not to cry as I helplessly open some rooms, but he's still not there.

"Honey, We love you so much." mom cried at me, sliding her hands from mine. I shook my head as she tries to release herself.

"Please, Sandy and Jena..."

A loud thud was made, and that throw back memory stopped.

I went in to the cafeteria, talked to the cafeteria manager and he only said one sentence, "I've never noticed Cairo in lunch, maybe he's looking for you."

Nathan walked in to the scene, "Hey, what's wrong Sandy? You supposed to be in the bus station! What's—"

"Where's Cairo? You didn't see him?"

"Cairo? Hmm.." he averted his gaze to the foods displayed below the counter, "I saw him in the rooftop on high noon."

Nervousness eats my system slowly, my fingers shaking as I think where he could be! "Where did that boy go?"

There was a long silence as we think where he could possibly be.. I can't calm myself!

Suddenly, one man ran towards us, and stopped while panting. We can't almost clear what he was trying to say.

Until I heard him, it was like warm water was rinsed at me after I heard those words, those sentences, that made me sighed with relief.

"I saw Cairo finding inside and outside the facility. He's waiting for you outside!"

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