A Four-Letter-Word Called LOVE (COMPLETE - ENG Translation On-Going)

Act Seventeen

Chris:

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"You need to apologise to your Mum, Chris. She's so upset from your hurtful words and the way how you yelled at her."

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Bella's words are clouding inside my head. It echoes like a wind that reminds me of how horrendous I was to my Mum yesterday. I still couldn't believe that I did those things to her. I mean, I didn't mean to yell at her nor utter those nasty words against her;

It's just the fact that I couldn't tell nor show her how hurt and broken I am inside because of this love I have for Ate Mhairi—

My "rejected" admiration for the girl I've loved all my life.

I heave a deep sigh to let out the guilt and worry that still consumes me from being such an arse to the woman who sacrificed everything for my well-being. Yes, Chris. You're an absolute gobshite for scowling and yelling at her on that day. All she did was to try her hardest to reach and ask your thoughts and feelings about Ate Mhairi's engagement to Markus. And there you are, you acted like a total brat crudely confronting her.

I close my eyes in exasperation, thinking of how I turned myself into a monster in front of her. Yelling at my Mum, and being such a horrible son to her is not in my nature – and yet, I still did it.

What now, Chris? Would you face your Mum and apologise to her?

Melancholic thoughts are now devouring my sullen heart once again. I don't think I have the guts to face my Mum after what happened. In the twenty years of my existence, that's the very first time that I acted and became rude to her. That day was the first time that I emotionally hurt the woman who gave birth to me to conceal the gut-wrenching pain I carry inside. My gaze suddenly caught my phone sitting right next to the shift gear. Phoning her daunts me all of a sudden.

But what if she's still mad at you?

What if, she won't answer because she's still upset 'til now from what you did?

My pride quickly consumes me, just like the old days. You know, hiding and running away from my Mum so that she won't scold me every time I resorted myself into loads of messy fights against the kids who bullied me.

I—

I-I couldn't face her just now. I'm too scared to see her after what I've done.

It's much better if I—

Yeah. Yes, Chris.

You better to stay 'there' for a while and clear your head.

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Mhairi:

I parked my car behind Auntie Judith's car outside their porch. As what Markus said last night, I've decided to drop by just to see Chris today. Gazing at her house suddenly brings back a few short memories popping right in front of my eyes out of the blue. I could see myself knocking on the door while a wee young boy rushes near me. This little boy then hugged me so tight while uttering "Ate Mhairi" constantly. My smile spreads across my mouth – my gaze fixated on the young boy while mouthing a few words and a particular name I could barely heed. I profusely stoop my head to recall the words I muttered on my mind, especially a boy's name I'm mumbling while staring on that little boy. But the more I tried my hardest to remember, my migraine attacks me in a vengeful way.