I Lost Before I Had: Chapter 4

Chapter 4: What’s left on me

Months passed and the connection is still in the broken lines. The afternoon of sometime in December, I was with Jeo, my friend. “Jen, what brought you here?” he asked when he opened the door for me. “Can I spend this night with you?” I just said and he let me in. I know jeo knows what I am experiencing right now. “Come in, wait until I’m geared up” ha said and he asked me to stay on his room and wait for him to gear up. He asked nana Veba to cook food for me. “You should eat dinner before gearing up!” he said and he pulled me to the kitchen.

After eating, we talked. Catching up on things we missed because for the past 5 months this is the first time I visited him. “how’s you and your love life?” he aked naively that it will hurt me. We go directly to Jeo’s room, “now can you answer my question?” he just said again. I told him everything and he asked “do you want mje to talk to him right now?” and I just nodded. He got his number and he called Anthony.

The phone is in loudspeaker, so that I can hear the conversation.

Jeo: hey! What’s up?

Ton: what?

Jeo: I’m Jen’s friend, I just want to talk to you, can you give me a minute?

Ton: o sige ano ba yun?

Jeo: what happened?

Ton: Excuse me?

Jeo: I said what did you do to Jen?

Ton: I’m sorry

Then he turned off the loudspeaker, and continued speaking.

Jeo: you hurt him! You know!

Ton answered

Jeo: you should have known! That you are special.

Ton answered

Jeo: isn’t it obvious? Your so naïve to not notice that

Ton answered

Jeo: I suggest you should talk

Ton answered

Jeo: now? I think Jen’s incapable, how about some other time?

Ton answered

Jeo: I’m counting on that! Thanks for your time!

And he hung up the phone. I didn’t ask for something, and the night was flooded by wine and tears in jeo’s arms.

NEW YEAR CAME!

At least now I can pretend that I’m okay and I’m just fine. I unleashed myself from the chain Anthony has trapped me for the passed months. Thanks to Robin, a high school friend, he always accompanies me when we have training ang keep me away from Anthony. I’m now used to the days with just the memoirs of Anthony and as everything goes, graduation came and the roads joined by the training is now completely collapsed and still the promise of having a simple and sincere conversation with Anthony is still a dream.

And what’s left on me? The happy memoirs...