It was already a half of a year when Mitsuki became my longest girlfriend. I can say that she is the first woman I’d seriously give my time and attention. She is so understanding and kind-hearted until one day I found myself naked beside Helen.
Yes I do, I can’t remember anything. The only thing that I remember is I am having fun with my batch mates in High school and Helen give a glass of her margarita and I dance hard and wild until I voluntered to bring her home, but she’s the one who drove my car and the last thing I figure out is the feeling that I’m so tired.
Next morning, I received a slam and punch to the bared hands of Mitsuki, we cried a lot and she disallowed me to follow her, when she left me. Months go fast, when I heard the rumors about Mitsuki’s suicide and the whole thing about our relationship from my Psychologist friend, Chris.
“Pre, condolence, sayang si Mitsuki kung alam nya lang na siya yung nakasama mo nung gabi na yon, hindi sana nanyari ang pagpapatiwakal nya”.
Oo Derek may IID siya, Interpersonal Identity Disorder, na kung saan nagiging dalawa o higit pa ang persona ni Miski.
Unfortunately she doesn’t know
