Remember Me, Mi Amore

13

"Anne," I was awoken by the sound of Lola Kristina's voice gently swaying me into reality. My dreams had been forgotten because of this. I wished that she was the one who woke me up and not Lola Kristina.

"Gising na po," I just simply replied with my voice whispering and cracking.

After I replied to her, no noise followed. It was just the door locking and steps slowly disappearing in my ears. I opened my eyes and the thing that greeted me was the blinding lights and the birds singing to my windows. 

Oh my gosh! I swore to Forsythe today that we would both enroll on our colleges! Once I saw what the time was, my jaw dropped to the floor.

I only have forty minutes to get ready. How am I gonna do that?! Why did it have to be so early?! I wanted to complain right now and throw a lash of anger.

But I didn't do that. Because I don't have that plenty of time. There's no use to do those things so I get my ass up and do things that should be my priority right now. 

In a hurry, I did all the things that I needed in the minutes that I had. But, clearly, it wasn't enough. Because I was just putting on my clothes when one of the maids informed me that someone was waiting for me downstairs. Ang aga naman niya. Was he excited?

I hope that he is. Because I certainly am. I haven't seen them in a while. Not just Forsythe. All of my friends. I haven't seen them. We are just too busy getting our pieces of stuff done that we didn't have that time to hang out anymore. Luna and Alex are together now. The twins are still twins. Timothee is busy figuring out what to do with his life.

While me. There's me. I'm busy being me. Also, figuring out what to do with my life. Ever since that thing happened, feels like everything had changed. Literally and actually. All the things that I wanted to know had been known. And every mystery that had been popping in my head back then, was not a mystery anymore.

All the things that were forgotten and were in my past, was remembered. Everything about that had changed. But... the change that I wanted, didn't come. It didn't. The change that I had been aching ever since, still is, aching. 

When I got out of my bedroom and walked towards the quiet hallways of the house, I saw him immediately by the end of the stairs. My lips formed a smile and the beat of my heart fasten as I walked towards him.

My walking became running. I was going here and there, hoping that I wouldn't fall or trip. That would be embarrassing, if I suddenly, just fall. But that embarrassing had already happened.

When I was on the last step, my eyes were not on the stairs that I was walking on. Because I was looking at Forsythe who was looking at me. We are both locking eyes at that moment and it distracted me.

But luckily even though I fell, someone caught me. With my falling body, Forsythe's arms spread wide upon and I landed there. Because of that, my nose caught some of his smell. All the times that we had been together, the both of us, his smell always whiff off on my nose. But this time, it was different. It was more manlier, this time.

"Did you changed your perfume?" I asked him as I got out from his arms and fixed myself. There were some crumples in my clothes so I just ironed it out with my hands.

"What? Hindi 'a. Baka ikaw. Nagpalit ka 'no?" There he is again. He's a hobby of being defensive all of the sudden. 

"No, ikaw ang nagpalit," I said to him instead. I just like teasing him. Especially when he's so defensive and acts or sounds like hiding something. It just brings me out to a laugh.