It took months for me to recover, too many test, too many processes and too many medicines to take for my better recovery.
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Chini- check-up ako ako ng isang Doctor.
"Great Job on taking care of your self Peter, you just need to rest. And tomorrow you can have your flight schedule to visit your wife." she said.
"You're good to go." pahabol niya
"Thank you Doc." sabi ko, ngumiti naman siya at umalis na ng kwarto ko.
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"Peter! Get up!" I heard Jensen's voice trying to wake me up.
"What?" i said trying to hide my irritation.
"Idiot! . Don't tell you—" I cut his words and get up
"Fuck. Yes, Yes. Wait outside" i said and headed to the bathroom.
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I saw a helicopter, I also saw.. well, Jensen of course.
"Faster!" he shouted.
"Hindi ka naman makapag hintay!" i shouted.
"Oh Shut Up! I don't understand you're language, just get in!" he shouted back and I just chuckled.
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Isla Verde
I entered, I saw Chloe outside.
Nagulat siya sa presensya ko.
"Peter?"
I smiled at her.
Tumakbo naman siya papunta saakin at niyakap niya ako.
"We missed you so much!" she shouts and tears falling out of her eyes
"Stop crying, wag kang umiyak hindi naman ako namatay. Saka ka na umiyak kapag talagang namatay ako." tatawang sinabi ko.
Hinampas niya naman ang balikat ko at tumigil sa pag iyak.
As I enter the door, I saw my mom. Nakatalikod siya na parang may kinakalikot.
"Ma, si Peter!" sigaw naman ni Chloe
"Peter? Are you kidding me? You're imagining things." she said. Natawa naman ako
"Oh, come on! Turn around and see for yourself."
As she turn around tears flowing through her eyes.
I walk towards her and hug her.
I spend time with them. And leave after 2 days of staying.
I told them that I need to visit Behati and my children.
They told me that Skynard looks like me. Of course I know that, but seeing it my self would be the best
" I can't wait to see you, baby."
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A/N: happy reading :)
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TASTE OF SKY (FANMADE ENDING)
Fanfic"May the sky cross out paths again." Behati and her love for Peter never died. Will the skies cross their path? Or will it be a memory? A memory that was full of compassionate love and out of this world experiences.
