That One Who Was Destinied

I'm Leaving

I have never looked forward to any day not even my own birthday which I had always hated the most but I seem to always look forward to Sunday and Monday. I have spent sometime with him during the past 4 weeks. After the sudden mountain climbing, I always go home right after on sunday no matter how late it is nor how the other crews forces me to go with them. I always run away and find myself at that waiting shed since I knew he was there waiting. No words were said we might've just enjoyed each other's presence and i knew I'm starting to like him. Bryan was handsome, pale and smooth skin, his lips had shades of gloss on them to hide it's real color. But I could see it myelf, how his lips doesn't  have color on them, the cracks and dryness in them but I never asked. We just simply spend time.

"I want to take you somewhere." I told him not even bother asking. It was monday evening. The night market starts at 9pm but sometimes the displays are done by 8:30. He followed me without second thoughts where I would take him unusually silent but I pushed it aside.

We both made our rounds in the place. I treated him to some safe foods as he paid for the other when I pulled him to another place. Where the city lights are already at it's peak, when the stars and the full moon shines the darkness of the night. We sat by the grasses and looked up.

"You seem to love the city lights." he asked as he looked at me. I just smiled.

"They're just colorful. Somehow seing it makes me believe for tomorrow. That everything is going to be okay." I said turning to look at the city lights again.

"You know it's never too late for you to go back to school and reach your dreams." he said.

"I know. That's why I'm still enduring everything. I want to keep on believing. I want to keep on holding on despite I know it's impossible." I pushed my tears back but he just pulled me to lean on his shoulder. The tears I wanted to keep in just fell, nonstop.

"Nothing's impossible. I know you're strong and you've been doing so good. Keep that determination in your heart and you'll be just fine." he said patting my back while I silently cried.

We decided to go home when I calmed down.

"Thank you." I looked down when we reached their gate. He moved closer to me and kissed me on my forehead.

"Goodnight Reina." He said before going in when an older woman opened it. She looked at me with concern. Something I can't seem to understand why.

"Thank you for making him happy." she said before closing the door.

The days had went by too fast and it was Saturday morning when I arrived but before I could make my way down I noticed a  cargo truck infront of Bryan's house. I started feeling nauseous, my heartbeat gets faster and louder as I made my way through the opposite side.

"Excuse me sir. Are the owners moving?" I asked at the man.

"They already did yesterday. I heard they're  taking their son's body to the US to be buried beside his grandparents." He said still busy with loading the boxes. Then it hit me. Those thank you's. His slow pace whenever he moves, his pale face, the dry lips and before I knew my tears fell. Bryan's gone? He's gone.

"Reina?" I looked up at the unfamiliar voice. It was the old woman. She approached me with worry in her eyes then just wrapped me in her arms as I continued crying. "He was thinking of you even in his last moments. Thank you Reina for making him happy." she pats my back to calm me down.

"I- I didn't even know. I-I t-thought he was o-okay. I-I n-noticed bu-but I-"

"Shhh... It's okay. He knew it would happen anyway." I stepped away from the embrace. "He asked me to give you this suppose on Monday night but his parents wants to move out of the house soonest possible. You're here so I guess I should just give it to you." I sniffled before accepting a rectangular box in her hand.