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

Chapter 24

A knock came on my hotel room.

"Flo, please answer the door. Please Flo." Michael asked. But I couldn't answer the door. I want him gone. He's a kind boy. I'm scared that what I'll do would change him for the worst. And I don't want that. For an hour, the knocking continued until it stopped. I refused going out, knowing that he might be outside, waiting for me.

Instead, I lied on the bed, crying. I cried because I missed the memories of 9 days and nights being with him. But that's what it's supposed to be: after 9 nights and days, it's all done. No attachments, just favor. But part of me still wanted more than just that. Part of me long for something so special like what we've shared days ago.

The next day, there was no more knocking. This time, it's with calls. First call I received in the morning was from Michael.

"Flo, it's me. I know you won't answer me back but please just hear me out. Don't do it Flo, I beg you. I don't care if you won't do it for me. But don't do it at least for yourself. There's still a lot of things to discover, do, or explore Flo. And if you do it, you'll be missing all of it. Please don't do it.

And I know you haven't been eating. Please eat Flo. Don't starve yourself please. And clean your wound at least. Don't get them infected. Soon, the hotel staff will bring you bandages and disinfectant for your wound. I told them to. Also, rest well. Don't allow yourself to lack sleep.

I know you'll say that I care too much. But I want you to know that I can't stop myself from caring too much about you. You're all I think of every single moment. All I do when I wake up or even before bed is to look at your door and see if you'll go out; not because I want to talk to you, but because you care to look out for your needs.

I just want you to know that I love you Flo. And I never regretted choosing to love you. I know it won't make sense to you since you'll say that you'll just hurt me. But I want you to remember that no hurt can replace the way I love you.

Bye Flo." Then the phone hanged up.

After the call, I cried. I couldn't contain the pain that I've been feeling. But there's a way to at least get rid of it.

Blade.

I then took out a blade and sat on the floor with my back leaning at the wall near the door. I then took out my other hand with the wound and peeled out the bandage. I then took out my other hand and tried to slice up the wound. But... I suddenly became hesitant.

It's hard to do it. Until I realized...

"Promise me you won't hurt yourself Flo."

"I promise."

"Of all the moments in my journey, moments with you are my favorite."

"You're my favorite part of my journey too."

Our words of exchange went in my head, making me realize that I couldn't do it.

Because I promised.

Promising Michael not to hurt myself was the first promise I made my entire life that was genuine.

I then cried and threw the blade away. I couldn't do it. I couldn't manage to hurt myself anymore. I shook my head and decided to get a clean bandage and wrap my wound until my phone rang again.

"Flo, it's me."

This time, it's from Luke.

"Flo, I know you won't answer it. But I just called you to let you know that if you need anything, I'll be around okay?"

I then ran and took the phone, "Luke."

"Flo. You actually answered." He then noticed my sniffing, "You okay? You're crying."

"Big bro." I cried again, "I couldn't do it. I couldn't."

"Do what?"

"Because I made a promise."

"What promise? To whom?"

"I love him so much Luke. But I pushed him away. He's gone. I want him back."

"Little sis." He said softly, causing me to cry more since it's his comforting tone, "You want me to do something about it?"

"No. I can't have him back. It's... it's too late for me. I just... I just wanna go home." I whispered.

I heard him sigh, "Okay if that's what you want. Let me know when. I'll be waiting for you."

He then hanged up. And I decided to sleep again.