(Heartbroken)
~ Gianna ~
I rang Matt's apartment. He opened it and took a look at my sorry self.
"What happened to you sweetie?" He asked in concern and it only made the tears rush quickly.
I had called Matt immediately I left Wesley's and told him I would be coming over to spend a few days with him.
He ushered me in and made me sit beside him on a chair. I was still crying my eyes out.
"C'mon what's wrong? Tell me what happened? You and Wesley had a fight?"
"No, he asked me to go, to leave his life. He gave some silly excuse about business rivals. I know someone is after his life but isn't he a president's son?" My voice broke again.
Matt rubbed soothing circles on my back "what if he was saying the truth?" Matt asked.
" I don't believe him gawd I don't want to believe all of this is real. He's scared of my heart condition. He doesn't want to get too attached to me so it won't hurt when I pass on." My lips trembled
"I begged him Matt, I begged him, I promise to do anything but it was like fetching water with a basket. It was fruitless.
"I think he likes you and don't want to put you in danger"
"No, you don't get it Matt. He doesn't want to have anything to do with me so it won't be hard for him if I go. Aren't I being too selfish too when I know he'd get hurt at last. I understand his decision but it hu......rt" I whispered the last part, fresh tears gathering in my eyes.
"Only if life has being a little fair with me. He wouldn't have to worry and we'd be together"
"Are you forgetting something? If life hadn't been unfair to you, you wouldn't have run away from home, you wouldn't have met me neither would you have met him. You should be grateful life took turns this way else you wouldn't have met two amazing people and fall in love" Matt said.
I don't want to admit he's a little right. I clasped my hands tightly together and looked heaven wards. "Just one more wish heavens" I whispered "Just one more wish and I promise not to disturb you again. Please give me a second chance to live, please" I sat on the floor and hugged myself. I tried hard to control the tears but it wouldn't stop.
I turned to Matt who was looking at me with pity "See Matt" I pointed to my eyes "I'm willing myself to stop crying, trying to stop crying and accept the fact that Wesley belongs to a distant memory but my eyes and heart wouldn't agree. Don't they know crying wouldn't bring him back? His words keeps repeating itself in my head, Go, just go away from me"
Matt hung his head down "I ran away to live a happy life and do what makes me happy but this is the exact opposite of what I'm doing." I continued.
I moved closer to him and clutched his hands tightly in mine "Please help me stop the tears, I will stop crying please."
~ Matt~
Why am I feeling responsible for all this??
I looked into the eyes that was once full of life, it was lifeless and dull now. Someone who didn't have to worry about a thing and is handling her heart condition pretty well now looks like a broken and lost soul.
Why does things have to be this way? Why does love seem this way? Could it be because he's really scared of getting attached he asked her to leave? Gosh..... I need answers.
My heart reaches out for her, I wish they was a way I could help but I'm just Matt, I don't know what to do so I just let her cry out her pain, maybe she would be relieved later on.
"Feel free to use the bedroom, just feel at home. I need to go to work"
She nodded and looked down.
"I wish I could stay but I can't. You can scream out your frustration all you want but don't do anything rash. Okay?"
She looked at me teary eyes in response, she's scared of opening her mouth to answer me. She doesn't want to cry.
So help me, if I see Wesley, I'm giving him a punch on the face.
~ Wesley ~
I sat in her room like I've always done for the past three days. I know I'm a coward, I couldn't protect the one I love and asides the fact that I don't want to put her in harm's way, I'm scared deep down. I love her and I'm scared I won't be able to do without her. It'll be too hard for me when she dies.
Omg!! She's really going to die soon. I held my heart in pain and left the room.
These past days has been really hard on me. I lost my appetite, I can't sleep and can't concentrate at work so I do what I'm best at, cursing myself and reliving every memory of her.
Can't life be a little fair??