Yours Truly (On Going)

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I woke up in my room with a throbbing head, not remembering anything that happened last night. I wasn't drunk or anything, but I couldn't seem to remembering how I got home.

I looked for my phone beside me since it'll be there when I got to sleep but it wasn't, thinking of how random I got home last night, it must be in my bag. I took my bag that was on the accent table and there I found my phone.

I took my phone out as I was dying to talk to Lily about what had happened last night when a piece of paper fell on the ground. I wondered what that might be thinking it'll be a note from someone that helped me get home.

"I'm sorry. -Yours Truly"

Another letter from an unknown person, but my question is why is it about asking for forgiveness? I tried to remember everything that may have happened when I remembered I saw Ian last night and I thought that he was Paolo when he asked me for a dance.

I remembered everything and that is when it hit me, I almost got raped and I feel so molested that I started crying. I pity myself for being so dumb not to know that these things may happen to me anytime.

Everything that occured made it through my mind. The look on Ian's face was the worst part thinking I will encounter him tomorrow. I couldn't help myself but just cry about what happened, when my phone started vibrating.

Paolo is calling.

"Hello?" I said.

"How are you? Are you fine?" Paolo said a little choppily.

"Oh, Paolo. I'm good." I said slightly sobbing. My tears kept running but I tried not to cry loud.

"Are you crying?" He sounded really worried.

I heard a parking break being pulled and a car door that closes from the other line, he might be somewhere doing errands.

The line was cut off and I just stared at the phone when I realized that I should wash my face and brush my teeth. I was a total mess and even messier when I started crying.

I looked at my face in the mirror when I start to remember everything that happened last night.

"I couldn't get you, but tonight you're mine."

"I couldn't get you, but tonight you're mine."

"I couldn't get you, but tonight you're mine."

This phrase kept repeating in my mind making me feel more molested and I feel dirty about everything. I decided to take a shower to remove just that feeling of being so dirty.

* * * * * *

I only took minutes to feel clean again. I dried my hair and rolled the towel over my body and tucked it in. I decided to be extra today and just pamper myself to forget the assault that happened. I didn't want to think of that.

I heard a knock from the front door and I knew it's Pop's friends. They always come over on sundays and play their games, just getting along with each other and my mom with their wives.

My hair is completely dry so I decided to tie it and put on my daily skin care when I heard a knock on my door.

"Wait u—" I was cut off. The door swung open leaving me completely blown about why I haven't locked the door. I only had my towel on me and it is really embarrassing that the person who went in barging was Paolo.

"I'm so sorry." He said closing his eyes and turning his back at me. I got confused a little about why he's here but I decided to just pick up the clothes I prepared and ran to the bathroom.

"I'm really sorry." He yelled outside.

I opened my bathroom door as I finished buttoning my polo and head into my room, he was there just standing facing the door. I giggled at the thought that he was guilty when he hasn't even done anything wrong.

"Hey." I said, he was about to turn to me but he turned back immediately.

"Is it okay now?" He said raising both his arms as if they were asking me for confirmation.

"Silly, it's all good now." I replied.

He turned around and went to me as fast as he can and hugged, really tight.

"I'm sorry about last night, Brixie. If only I haven't left the table, that would not happen. It's all my fault, dang it!" He said slightly aggresive. I totally oppose his idea of him being at fault because I knew he has nothing to do with this and it wasn't his fault that happened to me.

"No, Paolo. It wasn't your fault. I was just clueless and too gullible, I was too clumsy." I said trying to let him feel at ease.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, letting go of the hug and held my hands and stared at me, this is the second time he stared at me like that.

"I'm fine, really." I was shy by the thought of Paolo holding both of my hands so I looked down at the floor. He leaned down and stuck his forehead with mine. I felt my blood rush up my cheeks and butterflies in my stomach were moving again.

"I don't know what I would have done if something happened to you." He said.

He embraced me as tight as he can, again, leaving me completely breathless and incapacitated. He brushed my hair with his right palm and the other hand were around my waist. I felt blood in my cheeks again and I'm for sure I'm red as a tomato today.

One thing that I can confirm at this moment is that my feelings for Paolo is growing, I mean, who wouldn't fall with the gestures he has given, any girl would fall for that.

I heared Lily's voice downstairs and I immediately pulled myself out from the hug. I knew she wouldn't knock and I knew that was selfish for me to let go.

"I'm sorry, it's Lily." I said pointing at the door in the exact moment Lily went in my room. She was enthusiastic as she opened the door but slightly took a step back when she saw who was there with me.

"Paolo?" She said totally puzzled. She raised her right eyebrow on me as if asking me what was going on.

"He was just checking on me." I nervously said.

"I, I'll leave you too first. I have something for Tita." Paolo said as he went out of my room and closed the door. The moment he left, my heart began pounding so fast— afraid of whatever question Lily might throw at me.

"Is there something you haven't told me yet?" Lily asked crossing her arms and sat on my bed.

"No, I swear. He was just really checking on me." I honestly said, but slightly lying about how I have been crushing on Paolo.

"But I know you're hiding something." She said squinching her eyes at me.

"Lily." I nervously said. I knew I couldn't escape Lily so I looked at her and said,

"I like Paolo, Lil."