A Journey of Two Night Goers (A Fanfiction) (Journey Series)

Chapter 9

Just as I was on my way to the EVSU Campus, my phone vibrated, indicating a call. I picked up and answered Michael.

"I'm on the EVSU Campus. Let's tour here." Afterwards, I cut the line. As I was in EVSU campus, I sat on the grass and opened one can of beer and drank, trying not to let the tears fall while thinking about what I saw earlier in the plaza. Moments later, Michael arrived with a plastic full of various street foods.

He sighed, "You almost gave me a heart attack when you weren't beside me anymore."

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"It's okay. I like it here anyways. I can see the stars."

"Right." I said as I gave him a can of beer while he gave me a street foods.

"Thanks." He smiled, "Drinking beer now huh."

"Well, what can I say? This is better than cutting." The words slip before I can even think of words to say.

"What?" Michael exclaimed in shock, "You cut yourself?"

I sighed, realizing that it's too late now to hide the truth, "Can I tell you a secret Michael?"

"Sure. I'll keep it."

I then rolled up my long sleeves to reveal my arms that were full of scars from cutting.

"That's why you wear long sleeves and jacket all the time." Michael said, "But why? Why would you cut yourself?"

I sighed, bracing myself of telling the story without crying, "I saw this girl earlier at the plaza. She was explaining her side, probably defending herself. But none would believe her I guess, especially her family. So she left and cried." I then looked at him, "She reminds me of me. You see, when I was young, I follow whatever my family say. I was prim and proper. Until I realized.... I'm not happy anymore. So I changed into this. But I still follow whatever they told me just... I just changed my preferences, character, and stuff."

I ate the food and drank the beer to stop the tears from falling. "What happened?" Michael asked.

I sighed, "My half-sister left with her boyfriend, causing me to be the eldest now. All expectations and responsibilities she left were now placed to me. They... they wanted me to change into someone prim and proper like her but... I told them I can still do those responsibilities. Yet, they didn't listen. They just scold me, compare me to her, shit like that."

I then looked at my arm full of scars, "I started cutting myself when it once reached the point where they said the words that were the most painful in my life. I just cut and cut and cut to feel the pain until it wasn't good for me anymore. So I started this habit of leaving. It started from leaving to another town, then leaving to another state, then leaving to another country. This is the longest actually. It usually takes me 3 days before I go back. This will take me months probably."

Michael looked at me with sad eyes, "Do you still love them though?"

"Of course I do." I whispered, causing tears to fall this time, "I can't even burst in front of them. It's just.... I'm worthless."

"I don't think so." He said, causing me to look back at him, "You are in fact the coolest woman I've met in my life. You deserve the world, just like anybody else. You're totally worth it." Then he wiped my tears with his thumb. That time, I completely stopped. My stomach started to flip and I had a hard time breathing. I seriously hope that it's because I cried. Because I can't. I can't fall for someone like Michael. He then cut my thoughts by laughing, "Sorry I forgot my handkerchief."

"It's alright." I smiled weakly.

"Like I said, you're totally cool."

"Ya think?" I yawned, causing him to lie down on the grass and pat the ground beside him.

"You want comfort cuddle? You must be tired from all that crying."

"No." I said, but I still lied down on the grass beside him.

"Okay. I understand. Let's just watch the stars then. And then Misa de Gallo afterwards." We then watched the stars and just let the cold wind blow. We remained silent and I looked at Michael, who closed his eyes and smiled, probably because of the breeze. Whatever reason it is, I can't look away. I just studied him by detail. There's just something about him that I can't help but admire. He has something that stops me from crying and just... stick with him more. I then looked at the stars and smiled. He just made me smile and.... I like it. Sooner, I closed my eyes and drift myself to sleep.