I was loudly crying in the middle of the rain, running, trying to save my bag from getting wet when I felt his hand touch my arm.
"Kate-" he begged.
"Don't touch me! I told you to not touch me! Don't come near me. Stop!" I shouted on top of my lungs. I don't want his touch. I don't wanna feel the warmth. It will break me even more.
"Kate, please don't leave me. I'm sorry. Please," He begged even more with his bloodshot eyes. His eyes that I used to love to come home to.
"Please stop ruining my life. Stop breaking my heart. Stop destroying the things I only have left. I beg you. Please," I cried even more.
Not caring about my bag soaking wet. Not caring about the people looking at us. Not caring about anything else.
"Please don't say that, Kate. I never wanted to be your destruction. Please, Kate. Don't let me go. Just one more chance. Give me one more chance Kate," He cried.
"You don't understand Altair. This is what I only got. I can't let you hurt me beyond this point. I will have nothing left if I lose this. Nothing. I can't let you break me even more. Please," I tried to explain. Konti lang ang meron ako. Wala akong ibang kakampi at kasama kungdi ako. Ano nalang ang matitira sa sarili ko kung pati ang kakaunting mayroon ako ay mawasak niya rin?
Hinayaan ko nang malaglag ang luma kong bag kasama ng iba pang gamit para itulak siya.
"Ikaw, kung madurog ang puso mo, may pamilya kang aalo sa'yo. Kung maiwan ka sa ere, may mga kaibigan kang masasandalan. Kung maubusan ka, marami kang paraan para magkaroon muli. Kung mawalan ka, madali lang sa'yong makahanap ng iba. Pero ako-" iyak ko.
"Ako, Altair, sarili ko lang ang meron ako. Wala nang iba. Wala akong ibang mapagkakapitan. Walang ibang masasandalan. Walang iba. Ako lang Altair. Kaya kung wawasakin mo akong tuluyan, ano nalang ang matitira? Wala na," tuluyan na akong humagulgol habang kapit ang dibdib. Nangangarap na maiibsan ang sakit nito kahit kaunti.
He hugged me and I cried so bad, my voice was breaking. I felt his warmth against the freezing cold from the rain. How can he do this? How can he break me and still feel like home all at the same time?
"I'll miss seeing you at 12:15. Goodbye, my love," he whispered before letting me go. And that was the last time I ever saw him.
Katelyn Ramirez & Altair De Guia
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imaginations or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely conincidental.
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See you at 12:15
General FictionTHE SERIES #1 Katelyn Ramirez is used to living at the edge of the thread. But when a certain Altair De Guia comes along, she started asking herself if she can risk a little more.
