Remember Me, Mi Amore

20

My eyes just dug a hole in my phone as her name flashes over it again and again. There's this annoying thing that wants me to answer the call to know what lays ahead in front of it. But there's this lovely thing that wants me to just stare at it until her name will be gone and go back to normal.

Or maybe, made the decision to answer the call and make some things that I know my heart will regret in the days that will come but will put a smile on my face for a little while. Maybe the third option was not a good idea but a bad one either. I chose that one.

I grabbed my phone that was vibrating at the top of the table. With my shaking hands, I held it. Not only are my hands shaking, my breathing too. The seconds turned into minutes as my finger glides the green button onto answering her call.

Nilagay ko ang phone ko sa may ears ko. I took a deep breath as I waited for her voice to pass my hearing. But none of us seemed to want to talk. I bit my cheeks as the idea of this being bad is becoming more apparent and apparent.

"Anne..." The woman on the other line, shook her voice as she calls my name. What followed was a long silence and a rage, enraging more and more.

I don't know what the fact that it's making me angry. Maybe it's the fact that my idea was dumb and I should've not answered the call. Maybe it's the fact that I wished I hadn't thought of the idea of her begging for me. Maybe it's the fact that I hope that what lies ahead in front of us was a beautiful scene.

But no matter what it is, my head is becoming a volcano the more silence that follows us. My nose was breathing little smoke while my hands cling tightly to the phone that was on my ears. The bitting of my cheeks was being harder and harder as I hoped that the taste of something metal wouldn't pass by my mouth.

Until to all the silence it took and my patience, I chose the path where the place I know would never let this thing happen to me again.

"I'm sorry who are you?" My voice was tough as a nail. "Please don't call this number again. She doesn't know who you are." I said to her and press the red button that ended our conversation that was going nowhere.

With all the rage that was filling me and all the things that is making me hate her more and more, I blocked her phone number. I know that she can get any new numbers any time soon as long as she wants, but I hope that sends the message that I was aiming and wanted for. The message of leaving me alone, I'm happy without you please don't contact me.

"Ang saya mo ata," When Tim said that to me, that's the time the realization hit me. My lips were indeed in a happy state and my eyes are shining with yellow sparks. "Uy! Sino yan?" His voice teased me as if his mind was going somewhere where the story of that phone call was something exciting or maybe even happier. It wasn't.

"No one," I answered his question then grabbed the food that was on the tray he let down on the table. This food is making my stomach grumble! Especially the fries one.

"No one daw! Baka ang pangalan ni no one ay Forsythe!" He giggled like a teenager who's having his first puppy love.

My eyes moved up and down at him. His reaction even becomes more teenager-like as he spanks the table while covering his mouth.

"Totoo na online kanina si Forsythia," I shrugged my shoulders at him after I said. I know that her name was a sour topic but come on, she is our friend.

He can't escape that. She will forever be brought up whenever we speak.

"Okay," He said to me then mirrored my shrugging.

I crumpled my nose at him as an answer. I mixed the spaghetti that I was eating while I saw how he grabbed his phone. The smirking of my lips can't be helped but to be brought up. He fell himself on that trap, didn't he? Hay nako, Anne. You genius bastard.