Poems from my dead Romeo (A STORY)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Art meets her

Belle's Point Of View

"Ma, don't worry marami pa 'to mga next month pa siguro mauubos 'to" I'm on the phone talking to Mom.

"Eh 'yung isa mong vitamins iniinom mo ba?" Mom asked me at the other end of the line.

I chuckles. "Of course. Ikaw nagpadala ng money para sa mga 'yun eh,  syempre iinumin ko" and then I smiled, sana nakikita niya ako ngayon.

I miss my parents.

They're both in Canada for more than a year.

Ako lang ang mag-isa rito sa Condo. Sobrang malungkot mamuhay nang mag-isa but I understand why my parents are not living here with me.

They have to stay in Canada for our livelihood and for my medications , they have to work really really hard to save our dying business na, na bankrupt because of me. Because of my condition. Because of that accident.

That horrible accident massively destroyed everything. Even my own parents suffered magsimula noong araw na 'yon.

Sometimes, I wish..

I wish I died that night.

Siguro kung wala na ako now, maybe they're not suffering from this kind of hardships. I feel pity for them, it's all because of me.

I wish I never went to that place, if only I could get back the time.

"Saan si Daddy?" I asked Mom.

" Honey! Belle's on the phone, may sasabihin ka?..." I could imagine their situation from the phone, Mom's probably at the kitchen making some coffee and Dad must be at his room doing his best as he can do sa work.

"...Please tell her i love her and remind her to take care of herself.." I overheard him.

"Sorry Belle, Your Dad's very busy" Mom explained. 

"No no, ok lang. Narinig ko *laugh" My heart is breaking, i miss them so so much.

"What are your plans for today anak?" After hearing this agad kong naisip na pupunta pala ako sa bookstore nila Shy ngayon since wala naman akong schedule for my workshop. I need to wander, ayokong dito lang ako sa Condo ko for the whole day.

"Yeah, i'll be at the bookstore mamaya."

"Mag-ingat ha? Call me when you still have time" I smiled. "Of course, I'll always have the time. Love you"

"Love you!" then the line went off.

I slide my phone into my pocket and I wear my sneakers bago lumabas sa pinto.

For sure napaka raming tanong nanaman ang ibabato saakin ni Shy mamaya, kahit naka ilang pasok na ako sa workshop parang bago pa rin sa tenga niya lahat ng mga kuwento ko every first day of my workshop.

Kahit hindi ganoon kalayo 'yung bookstore nila Shy sa Condo ko, I decided to book myself a Grab.

May taxi naman kaso mas mahal, and of course may tricycles pero ayokong sumakay doon.

OA man pero mabilis ma-trigger 'yung trauma ko sa malalakas na tunog. Like tunog ng nalaglag na bagay, tunog ng pagsabog, tunog ng sigaw, tunog ng baril and many other sounds na ikagugulat ko. Kaya iniiwas ko 'yung sarili ko sa mga ganoong tunog.

After a few minutes I finally arrived at the bookstore.

I slowly opened the glass door and I saw Shy at the counter writing something on a piece of paper.