Clark's POV
"I'm happy to see you again, Angela." I uttered lovingly and held her right hand. I placed it on the top of my chest where she could freely feel my heart beating with love and joy.
I'm longing for this moment to happen. I am happy that I'm already here in our homeland. I am ready now. I know.
"You don't have any idea how much I miss you... I am always thinking of you every single day." I added and smiled at her sweetly.
Being there in the States without a glimpse of her is freaking difficult. There is always sadness here inside my chest. I always look up at the sky. Watching the moon, hoping she's looking at the moon too. And waiting for the stars to fall to make a wish to fast forward the time.
When it comes to her, my heart really softens.
Fortunately, Angela and I were having a moment alone this time because her best friend was outside of the house. Talking to someone over the phone.
I don't know what's up with her best friend. It seems she's jealous. But why?
We were here in the kitchen alone where I am free to express how I felt towards her. How I felt for the past seven years up until now.
"Uhmm, C-Clark. . .." she stuttered and could not look directly into my eyes. She looks so shy upon what she heard lately.
My forehead creases at the sight. She looks like she was bothered or something is off.
"Angela..." I uttered breathlessly. Hoping she will look at me and reply but unfortunately, she didn't respond.
I shut my eyes to collect all my patience and stare at her again with full of sympathy.
What's the matter?
"Angela. . .." I called once again but she remained silent and bowed her head in front of me as if she was shy about something.
"Angela please. . .. Look at me." this time I pleaded but still she did not move a little. I could do nothing but touch her chin and lift it slightly just to make eye-contact with her.
When our eyes finally met, I saw some emotion lingered through her open window of her soul that made me stop for a second.
Loneliness…
Love…
Sadness and…
Grief? Why grief?
My forehead creased. Why grief? I can't figure out if what I'm seeing right now was correct.
Why would she be sad when I'm already here?
I dismissed the idea in my mind and shrugged it off. Maybe, I was just mistaken about what I saw. I breathe deeply and compose myself. I hold her both arms gently.
"Angela... Don't you miss me?" I asked softly. After saying it, tears started forming in her eyes which made me worried.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time... It's been a long time..." she responded weakly and tears rolled on her cheek. I immediately wiped it away with my hand and kissed her both eyes. She grabbed my cheek to make it even closer to me. I kissed her forehead as well and pressed it onto my forehead. I also caressed her cheek which was now dried with tears.
"I'm here now, Angela... I'll never go far away from you... I'll never do it again. I can control my life now. " I assured as I caressed her long black hair just to make her relieved.
If I was the only one who could control my life way back seven years ago, I wouldn't be going with my Mom and Dad to the States but unfortunately, I can't. I had to graduate there as a preparation for my future, for managing the company and to become aware also about the businesses that my parents run.
That time, an idea came up in my mind and that is I'm going to do it all for Angela. I study there hard and collect excellence just to make a better life for Angela once I come back to our homeland. And now, I am here.
In the seven years I've been separated from her, there's something inside of me that makes me feel guilty. I have been her protector since then. Whenever she got bullied because of her life status, for being a low profile, I was always by her side to catch all the hurtful words they threw at her as well as when someone insulted her, I can't help but punch those people just to make sure they'll not going to touch her again even her finger.
That time, I am always by her side to save her day. So, with what Bel said earlier, it hits me so hard. I haven't been by Angela's side for seven years. It feels like Bel scrubs it onto my face. But I am here now. I came back. I came back to her to make up for my shortcomings with her even though it's not clear what we have with each other. The important thing is, our hearts understand each other's beat.
"I have something to tell you..." she gulped. She bit her lips to suppress the nervous feeling she has.
"Hmm?" I hummed and closed my eyes. I could feel the heat coming from her breath that kept on hitting my face.
"Promise me... Promise me that you won't go away once you find out." she pleaded. Fear was visible in her voice.
I slowly opened my eyes and stared at her. I laughed softly and hugged her tight. There is no reason for me to stay away from her.
"I will never leave you again, Angela. I promise." I whispered to her ear and rested my chin on her shoulder blade.
She sighs deeply and lets go of my embrace.
"C-Clark..." I reached her both hands and I was stunned and surprised. It's freezing. I held and squeezed it gently to make her calm and smiled at her full of sincerity.
"I am a..." she swallowed for a moment and shut her eyes tightly.
"I am a prosti-"