Hey, Cupid (COMPLETED)

Chapter 15: His and Her Worries (Part 2)

"HE WHAT? NIGHT? YOUR CAT? HOW? WHO EVEN DID IT?" I shouted surprised, tears started to roll down my face.

"They...found out about him and they killed it. In front of me, just a few hours before you arrived here. They told me that I don't deserve to have a pet. They said my existence is already unwanted, why bring another unwanted being in the house? And a black cat for that matter. They said black cats brings bad luck. They even blamed me for all the problems that was happening in the company."

"How...can they do that? How can they possibly do that to an innocent being? What have you done for you to deserve this, Nonie? Why are they doing this? Night, he was such a nice cat. He had never ever cause trouble in the house. He's been very sweet and gentle...so...why...why did this happen to the both of you?"

"Stop crying, Feb. Night wouldn't be happy if he sees you sad. We can't do anything about it. I'm the one to blame here after all. If I had just resisted your suggestion of adopting him, he would still be here. He shouldn't have gone with me. I was right all along...He would've had a better home and a better life with you. It's my selfishness that cause him this miserable fate. I should've been contented for having just you in my life. I...never should have taken him in."

"No, Nonie. It's not your fault. And it never was your fault. It was never a sin to seek for someone who would give you company and the affection that you've been missing all your life. Don't blame yourself, please." I told him as I hugged him.

"And stop hiding your emotions! I know you're very sad right now. I know you wanted to be angry at them! I know this is a very hard situation for you. I know you wanted to cry. So, cry Nonie. Please, don't hide it all in. Please." I told him as I was bawling my eyes out in front of him.

"I wanted to Feb. I was shouting really, really loud earlier I thought I would lose my lungs. But they...they still did it. I wanted to cry so bad. So, so, bad. But my eyes wouldn't cooperate. I wanted to cry but no tears are falling down. I wanted to release it all but my stupid tear ducts wouldn't allow me." He said, plastering a really, really sorrowful smile on his face. I was even more broken after hearing that.

It's inevitable that we are experiencing pain in our lives and the best way to let go and move on is to accept it, be sad about it, cry about it and move on. That is the best outlet to let go of it all. But Nonie...after hearing him say that...I cried even more. He's... he's in pain right now and yet he doesn't have any way to let go of his emotions. That makes his situation more tragic than it already is.

That day, I promised myself, that if Nonie couldn't cry from himself, I would do it for him. I'll cry for two people. I'll make him feel that he would always have me. I would remind him that he's not going to be alone as long as I'm here.

We just stayed like that for a while, with me crying and him looking at the grave that he had created for Night.

"I...Feb...do you wanna go to the ice cream shop?" I nodded at him while crying. Look at him, making me feel better by treating me to ice cream even if we both know that it is him who feels more wretched right now.

It is I who is a crying mess right now, but it is him who feels sadder.

[End of flashback]

I tried talking him into adopting a cat again since he's now leaving alone in his condo unit but he would always reject the idea. That is probably because, I know he still have that phobia of being left by someone important to him again. Maybe he still isn't healed from that experience that he had from Night.

'Nonie, don't' worry. I wouldn't leave your side no matter what happens. I promise!'

I've been spacing out in the screen because I was reminiscing about the past when I've noticed that the video now playing is a more recent one. It was during our birthday last year (yes, we share the same birthday, but he's a year older than me). It was a video of me in front of the cake, making a wish and then blowing the candle.