A world apart

Part 11

You can never be together. You are a world apart. There's no way ours and theirs will unite.

The words of his father haunted him so badly that he can't even try to go visit Tiffany again.

You're just going to hurt her once she'll know the truth. Also, she deserves someone of her kind. Someone that everyone will understand.

Franco's heart is breaking. He loves her and he will do everything just to see her smile. But this situation can't do anything. They're completely impossible.

The last time he visited her was when he brought flowers. That might be the last time that he can visit her. He needs to push himself away. He don't want Tiffany to get under his skin even though she already is.

He's been staying all day by his tree. Staring at Tiffany's house. The drawing of Tiffany was in his hands. The sketch contains him and Tiffany. She's staring at him while wearing a smile while Franco's mouth is open is as if he's telling a story. Memories of them flashed back. He can remember those nights that they sneak out just to have time together. The rules he broke to see her. But now it seems like something's stopping him from seeing her -- reality.

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It's been weeks and Franco hadn't show up to her. Her last memory of him was the night where Franco gave her the necklace and that's it.

"Aunt, can I leave for a while?"

"Sure. Just don't go that much far."

Rules had changed in Tiffany's house. She's allowed to leave since her mom and her Aunt taught that she's pretty going crazy being locked up. But it's kind of real not until she met Franco.

She wore the red hoodie again with its hood up to cover her hair. The weather was really fine. It's the exact weather when she met him. She walked to the tree where they met. She's been visiting this tree since Franco stopped seeing her. It's painful because she knows deep inside that she’d fallen for him. For his eyes, his smile, his voice, for everything about him. She even hasn’t gone to ask what Franco also felt for him.

She stood under the shade of the tree. Her arm stretched out and her palm rested on the tree's trunk. She can't take the pain by this time. She ended up sobbing as her head bowed down. Letting the tears fall straight to the ground. She hates herself for falling for Franco when he's just going to leave her hanging. But her hate always overcomes the fact that she loves him. Her chest felt heavy with pain. Her breathing sucks. All she wanted to do is cry to her heart's content. 

Franco was lying on his bed. Thinking about Tiffany. What could she be possible doing? Where she might be. Or is she thinking of him too. He can't take her off his head. He closed his eyes to picture things out but he heard someone sobbing. He stood up and peek by his window. A girl in red hoodie has her arm stretched out and her palm rested on his tree's trunk and she's crying. He immediately recognized the red hoodie -- Tiffany.

His heart is beating fast as he hears Tiffany sob. He doesn’t want to see her this way.

"I don't know what I've done to you for leaving me hanging." Tiffany whispered under her breath.

Franco wanted to go and run to her. Hug her tight. Tell her that he's so sorry for leaving her that way. Whisper to her that he loves her so badly that it hurts.

"Why? Why did you let me fall for you then leave after?" Tiffany whispered as she grit her teeth. Her tears continuously fall from her eyes. Her rested palm now forms a fist on the tree.

Franco's eyes swelled up. It's painful to see someone he loves crying in front of him. Telling him what he'd done. His body started shaking. Having the urge to run to her and stopping himself for better good.

Tiffany's tired of crying. Putting all the pain out. Her body weakened causing her knees to unintentionally bend. Causing her to lose her balance. She wanted to sleep and rest. Her eyes were swollen and she can't stop crying. She closed her eyes and let her body fall down to the ground but before she landed to the ground, arms wrapped around her back, catching her before hitting the ground badly. She opened her eyes and saw gray eyes swelling up -- Franco. She smiled as she reaches for his face.

"You're here." She whispered.

"Sssshhhh. Give yourself a break." Franco whispered back as he leaned in closer to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.  Then her eyes closed to rest.