"Wright, please answer the call." I sobbed as I waited for Wright to answer his phone. I brushed my hand on my hair. "D-Don't do this to m-me."
I felt dizzy so I immediately went to bed. I felt bad this morning and just calmed down this afternoon. I wanted to talk to Wright but suddenly, my body becomes heavy. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I don’t want to get out of my room.
I know Granny is worried to me, but I can’t think of anyone but him. I don’t want to break up. When did things go out of control? We were okay last month. He is smiling at me, he looks happy. How did it turn out like this?
Why break up? Did I do something wrong? Have I not given everything to him? What’s wrong with me?
I was startled when my phone vibrated. I looked at it immediately, as if my burden was lightened when I saw Wright's name. I opened his message and my smile faded.
‘Stop calling. Leave me alone! It's over between us.’
My eyes are watering again, and I cried my heart out. Why is he doing this to me? Did I do something wrong? I gave it my all! Is it not enough?
I picked up my phone and typed.
'Why are you breaking up with me? Did I do something wrong? Am I missing out on something?'
I covered my mouth to keep myself from sobbing. I waited for him to reply but nothing came. It's Saturday and it's his free time, I decided to go to his unit today. Again. I want us to talk about this I can't let him go. We'll fix this.
We couldn't talk that night because he didn't want to explain. We kept on shouting at each other. I got dressed and groomed myself. I told Granny I was leaving to take care of an important thing. My chest was pounding as the taxi I was riding approached the building. I took the elevator, my steps are getting heavier and heavier as I get closer to his unit.
I rang the doorbell and in just a few minutes the door opened. My face brightened when I saw the face of the person I love. I looked down at his body. He was only wearing boxer shorts and looked like he had just woken up. My forehead frowned at the red line drawn on his chest and there were also small red marks on his neck. My smile faded.
"Melissa.” He used to call me ‘baby’. “Won't you stop coming here?!"
"I-I just want us to talk, Wright. We need to work this out." I begged.
His hand combed his hair and looked at me with so much frustration. "There's nothing to work out, Melissa! We are already done! What do you want me to say so you could understand?"
"No! I do not agree to this!" I couldn’t help but raised my voice. "I need to know why you're breaking up with me! What did I do wrong?"
"Bullshit, Melissa! Go home. You're wasting my time!" He said coldly.
Before he could close the door, I held his arm. He turned to me, affection is gone in his eyes. "Please, Wright. I need—"
"What took you so long?" A soft voice interrupted what I was about to say.
A woman appeared in Wright's living room, she wears a thin nightgown and obviously, she didn't have a bra. Her skin is white, has long hair and a round face. Due to the shortness of her nightgown, her slender body and long thighs are noticeable.
She narrowed her eyes when she saw me.
"I thought you two already broke up?" One of her eyebrows rose while looking at me.
Wright removed my hand from his arm and walked towards her. He wraps his hand around the woman's waist. I felt my heart broke into pieces. My eyes could stop the tears from flowing. My lips opened a little and a sobbed escape from it.
"Yes, but she kept on coming back. I don't know how to make him stop from coming here." Wright kissed her forehead, the woman smiled.
Is she the reasons why he broke up with me? Don't be stupid, Melissa. Don't be a masochist. You've seen it!
"H-How… I thought we’re okay. How did it turn out like this, Wright?" My voice trembled. The tears that I had been holding back were already dripping on my cheeks. "I gave it my all. Where did I go wrong?"
He turned to me. His face was expressionless. "You're boring. Too boring. It’s not your fault that I’ve lost my interest in you."
"You're boring. You're boring to talk to and you're boring in bed." I was disgusted by the smile of the girl who hugged his waist.
My eyebrows met. "How dare you?! I gave you everything! Even my virginity—"
"Wait. It was a gift, right? The gift was meant to be accepted and not rejected so don't blame me for that, Melissa. It's not my fault you're stupid."
Every word it left out penetrated my heart. I swallowed three times to clear the obstruction in my throat. "D-Did you ever love me, Wright?"
All right, Melissa, hurt yourself some more.
He smirked. "I'm just playing—"
"That's enough, please!" I said quickly. "That's enough. I know."
I turned my back on them and walked away.
That's enough. I don't want to look more stupid and pitier in front of them. He was the first one I love. I thought we’ll be together in the end. I planned my future with him. It was as if my whole body was numb from the extreme pain I was feeling.
I don't care if my face is covered with tears and many people can see how I look. Until I got home, my tears still didn't stop. I closed the door behind me. I leaned on it and cried. Why didn't I notice that he was playing with me?
I want to hate Wright but I can't because I love him.
Granny was surprised when she saw me. “Melissa? What happened to you?”
I shook my head and hugged her tightly. “G-Granny, I’m so sorry.”
“S-Sorry? Why? What’s wrong?”
"For everything. I lied to you. I'm so sorry—"
I suddenly felt dizzy and the last thing I remembered was the panic in Granny's face before I hit my head on the ground. Everything turned black.
Light greeted me as I opened my eyes. I first saw the white ceiling of the room.
Wait, the ceiling in my room is not white!
I sat when I realized that I was not in my room, I was in the hospital. My clothes are different too. I noticed my grandmother lying on the sofa on the side of the room.
I stood up and approached it. "Grandma…"
She opened her eyes and was shocked to see me. "Pumpkin, are you okay?! Oh, you scared me, did you know that?!"
"Why am I in the hospital, Grandma?" I asked her as I combed her messy hair.
She smiled but I could still see the concern in her eyes. "We'd better call the doctor."
Grandma laid me on the bed and we waited for the doctor to arrive. We looked at the door and an elderly man entered, and on his side were two nurses.
"Good Morning, Miss Quizon. How're you feeling?" He asked politely.
I smiled. "Uhm, I’m okay, doc. I don't even know why I'm here."
"You lost consciousness and your grandmother took you here."
"It's not lethal, is it? Maybe it’s just fatigue."
"Right. That's just normal in your situation right now, young lady."
"Situation? What?" Wait, what's going on? Am I sick?
His smile widened. "It's positive. You're four weeks pregnant, Ms Quizon. Congratulations!"
"Positi— wait! What?! I-I'm pregnant ?!" My voice raised.
I turned to Grandma, she was also surprised by what she heard.
I don't know if I'll be happy or cry. I will be happy because an angel is living in my belly or I will cry because the person I want to forget has planted a memory that I will never be able to erase.