A Piece of You. [Part Two -- Fragment of Imagination]

 

6 --- Spirited Away

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Seeing from her perspective... She didn't have the appetite to eat dinner. It was terrible; just so terrible. He let me walk away, just like that. just like THAT. Maybe i just don't matter.

She picked up the remote control for the television. She turned it on.

Runaway Bride. This the part where the man proposes...

"...But I also guarantee, that if i dont ask you to be mine, i'll regret it for the rest of my life. Because i know in my heart... that you're the only one for me."

DAMN! Freaking chick-flick. She turned off the TV. Way to go to make me feel worse than ever. Well then, i mustn't be the only one for him. She turned on the computer.

She wasn't really hoping to see him online, she was checking her mail [like what she does regularly] and was suprised to be PMed by Cy.

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sidi_cy: What's your problem?
annaliezl: What problem? :P
sidi_cy: :)) You can't hide from us, we saw you two. what happened?
annaliezl: Uhhhh? :))
annaliezl: well, you know all about that, my problem...HIM. i just confronted him about it.
sidi_cy: You know, there might be just uhh, knots in the reality that's why you can't just seem to communicate with him.
annaliezl: Freaking reality, what great timing. =)) what's that, every time i talk to him, something goes horribly wrong? =)) whatever.
Do you think he'll get what i meant?
sidi_cy: Yea, i guess so, he's not slow or anything.
annaliezl: Dude, you know what, i think, if this continues to happen, whatever feelings i have for him, might just..uh.. go away.
sidi_cy: Why? Doesn't absence make the what go what?
annaliezl: Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
well i dont know, it just feels that way. Well i'm just trying to hold on to whatever that happened before. I like him, and i'll stick to him.
sidi_cy: tsk tsk. Why dont you just tell him that you love him? :))
annaliezl: DUDE!!! WTH no. :))
sidi_cy: If that doesn't wake him up, nothing will.
annaliezl: Patrick told me never to do that.
sidi_cy: Do you remember the story about the flower and the lady? The lady really wanted some flowers, so she gave hints to her husband that she wanted flowers. But she was given none. When she told him that she wanted flowers, her husband finally gave her flowers. Do you get it?
annaliezl: Well, yea. maybe. BUT DUDE! that's like. EVERYTHING! You just asked me to give my ALL! :))
sidi_cy: I'm not asking you. You're asking you. You're the one who wants something to happen. It's like asking you. =))
annaliezl: It so sucks that you are making sense. =))
sidi_cy: Well you're the one who made the sense out of it. :))
annaliezl: DAMN! :)) hey, do you think that i love him?
sidi_cy: Dunno. ask you.
annaliezl: :| damnn. :))
sidi_cy: Well the fact that you're having problems about these, i think that counts, right?
annaliezl: I LOVE HIM?! ew :)) i feel so unlike myself about it. [total dude moment]
sidi_cy: =))
annaliezl: [back to reality] OMGosh! WTH! I'm what in who?
sidi_cy: Dude, you are so in-you-know-what with him.
annaliezl: What? :)) Damn, I love him. I am still in shock.

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After the mind-boggling conversation with Cy, she turned off her computer. It was about ten pm. She got ready for bed and lied down.

I love him.

I love him.

I love him?

Do i really love him? Since, i've been ranting so much about it. i don't feel that i do. GAH! i dont know. it's like i've poured out my feelings to different friends, that i feel that there's nothing left.

 

Maybe i don't love him anymore.

Oh well... if these feelings i grow out of, it's his loss. if i don't, well then, he's lucky.

She closed her eyes, prayed and fell asleep.

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7 --- The Golden String

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Getting ready for work--while printing his due paper--while fixing his backpack--while fixing his hair--while doing all the things he put off, John hurriedly tried to finish everything and wanted to get to the office early. He wanted to catch Anna alone.

Before getting inside his car, he checked his phone. No new messages. He felt a slight tickle of pain. He got into his car and zoomed to the office.

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Anna woke up great. She felt renewed somehow. She ate a big breakfast, took a long bath and got ready for work. She wasn't early today, but hey, she felt good. 

She picked up her phone, No new messages. I dont mind, if that's the way he wants to play, then fine. I dont care. She smiled and called a taxi.

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8 --- Fruits Basket

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"Wow, Anna, you look gorgeous today, You're blooming." Patrick complimented Anna.

"I feel good too." Anna smiled and went to her desk. She felt different.

Everyone could see a sudden change in Anna. There was something different in her smile, her laugh, everything. Nothing really has changed, but somehow it's different.

Cy tapped Anna's shoulder. Hey won't you talk to that guy? he said as he pointed towards John. There's nothing to talk about, she replied.

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Wow, she looks so beautiful today--stunning really. Wonder, what happened. Was i the one uh, keeping her from being like this? said John while he took a glance at her. He wanted to talk to her this morning, suprisingly, she arrived late. I need to talk to her after work. he thought and was invited by his friends to have lunch.

As he was stepping out the door, he looked at her.

She looked at him.

They caught each other's stare.

She looked away, as though in pain, and continued to talk to Emy, her deskmate.

John was tugged by his friends. They walked away.

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9 --- Faster than A Kiss

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Half an hour past 6pm, John approached Anna. Could i talk to you for a sec? he asked her. Sure, no problem. she replied. They went outside the office and went to a place where there officemates couldn't hear or see them.

John held Anna's hand... 

 Anna, he started to talk, you're the greatest person in the world. Even though, i acted like a dumb twit, you still cared. I couldn't reply or do anything that you expected because i was afraid. I didn't want to take risks of uncertainty. And i feel terrible about it.

I want you to know, that i will keep my promise that I will never leave you.

I love you, Anna, so very much.

 

Anna looked away, removed her hand from his. She turned around. She didn't know how to react to what he said.

Inhale. Exhale.

She turned around and glanced at John---who was looking at her---and looked away again.

She put her hands on her chest--she felt a heartbeat. Though it was different. It wasn't the same as it was before. She couldn't feel the butterflies in her stomach anymore. It was gone.

She loves him in some point, but not the way as she cared for him before.

 

She faced John...

I don't know what to feel about what you said. It's just--it's soo---weird. I mean, do you really just tell me this now because you thought that i'd leave you? Well something like that, i mean, i don't feel the same way now.

You've had me hanging on for too long that it's almost impossible to hold on after what you did yesterday. I mean, how could you just let me walk away?

I already felt that, you didn't love me, that you had let me go., and i decided to forgive myself and let you go. I loved you.

I'm sorry.

 

These were the words he was afraid to hear. He felt excruciating pain. He couldn't move. His muscles seemed to have weighed tons. His eyes seemed to be transfixed on the floor.

She tapped his shoulder and held his face, You were one sweet memory. she said, and started to walk off.

 

The words from the movie rung inside his head...

"...But I also guarantee, that if i dont ask you to be mine, i'll regret it for the rest of my life. Because i know in my heart... that you're the only one for me."

No, i can't let her walk away this time. An invisible force got his muscles working and he grabbed her hand.

He held her close.

I can't let you walk away this time, 'cause probably i'll regret it for the rest of my life and haunt me until i die. he began to speak; she listened attentively.

I love you---and i dont mind if you dont love me right now. Because, that's just how love is right? Even if that person doesn't reply, or treats you like you're invisible, you still love that person. she began to blush because he just narrated what she did.

Because when you're in love, you will take all the risks for that person. he continued.  

 

 

And i guarantee you, i will make you fall in love with me again.

 

 

Those were his final words to her. He let her go. She stood there looking at him. Blushing and laughing at the same time. What he said, it made her feel warm inside. It was far beyond than being said I love you. It was a courageous thing to say. She felt more thanever, that this guy from the office, loved her.

She raised her eyebrow and asked him, Can you really do it? Well i'll be the judge of that. She blinked and smiled at him, the way she did before. He smiled, he felt the warmth she had for him before.

Sure I can, he said, did you see your face a while ago? It was cherry red. He laughed.

She blushed again, a little, and pinched him. He held her hand and they walked off.

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That night, before Anna went to bed, she picked up her cellphone and sent a text message.

"Goodnight." it read.

In less than a minute, her cellphone rang--she received a new text message.

"Goodnight. Goodnight. [there are two goodnight's because i'm trying to make it up to you for last time. :) " it read. it was from John.

She smiled, prayed and went to sleep.

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Well, it wasss too late. :) but suprisingly, John bought himself time and was able to win her over! :) sweeet. [you know, i'm beginning to think that i watch and read too many shojo manga and anime :)) ] Whatever happens next, i do not know. their story ends there. :) I guess, I Love You isn't always the words that could fix everything. Grabe kinilig ako sa pagsusulat nito! :> :)) hoped you all liked it. :D

A Piece of You. [A Short Story--My first Chick-Flick Material :))]

A Piece of You

By: Abba Marie Moreno

 

1 -- When We Were There.

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The first time they met wasn't exceptional. It was the clockwork "Hi 'name', this is 'name'." sort of thing. It was a bright and clear sky they were under in. A sky of about 12.30 pm or 1.00 pm. It was a few degrees hotter than usual but the day was fine. It has been almost four years since that day.

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Getting ready for work--while printing her due paper--while fixing her purse--while brushing her hair--while doing all the things she was supposed to be doing last night, Anna scurried through her apartment as she was almost late for being early at work. [She loves punctuality.]

As she was stepping out the door, she grabbed her phone that was lying on the end table. She hurriedly got into a taxi and sighed as she sat down. "Whew, what a tiring morning. I should really remind myself not to put off such things." she thought. She picked up her phone, "No messages, huh." She paused for a minute, then quickly punched in letters onto her phone and pressed send.

It read: "Good morning."

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Lax and carefree, John got ready for work. He ate breakfast, took a bath, got dressed and drove off. In ten minutes time, he was already at the company. Out of the car and walking, he got his phone. "Two messages, for what this time?" he thought.

One read: "Goodnight."

And the other: "Good morning."

He smiled for a second and continued to walk to the office.

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2 --- 5 cm/s

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It was a normal day in work. Anna had fun with her friends and was able to reorganize her work place. While placing sticky-note reminders on the documents, she glanced at John. "He's quiet, i wonder if he's alright. He hasn't talked to me today--OHHH. Why do i bother?"  She stuck the sticky-notes and walked off with Cy and Patrick.

She had fun being with her friends' company and went back to the office. She picked up her things and was about to go home. She said goodbye to everyone in the office. They goodbye-d back. She said goodbye to Him.

"Bye." he uttered.

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She paid the cab driver and went to her apartment. Was she frustrated or angry or disappointed? She did not know.

"Okay. How do i react to that? This guy that told me he liked me, is ignoring me and not replying to me and------ One word, he tells me one word, and it's B-Y-E. DAMN!"

She grabbed the container full of cereal and took out her frustration into the sweet packets of carbohydrates.

"Ohhh, i just can't understand it. Even though he acts like i'm a nobody most of the time, and sometimes he's just the greatest jerk in the world. Why do i bother sending Goodnight's and Goodmorning's, even though he won't reply?" she sighs.

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She looks back, Why the hell do i like this guy? It was mid-September, she was working late into the night in the office. It was a big company event, the boss relied on her to organize the schedules for the exhibit and to finalize everything. Everybody was counting on her. 10, 11, 12... the hours just went passing by.

 She wasn't even done yet. She felt so alone.

Her knees were trembling, she was about to cry. Tears were about to roll down her cheeks, suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She quickly put back her resolve and started working again. It was John- a guy in the office. He passed a folder of the missing documents and asked: "Aren't you done yet?"

She stared at him with a lour: "Does it look like i'm done?"

He chuckled, "Sorry, sorry, it was a standard question. Here's the last batch of the files you were waiting for. Surely, you must be done now?"

"Good, now i'm almost done! i just have to doublecheck these and i'm off. You going home now?" she asked.

"It depends. Are you?" He replied.

"Nah, not yet. i'll try to finish this, and sleep tomorrow at the exhibit." she smiled. "You should get some rest."

"You sure?" he insisted.

"Actually, i do want someone to wait up for me." she said. now, this was the real her.

He turned around, went back to his desk. He popped in some earphones and sat down.

She stared at him for a few seconds and got back to work. "I never really noticed, he's quite cute. Is he going to wait up? Wow."

She finished at about 2am. She poked him and both went home. He drove her home and told her to get some good and well-deserved sleep. He turned around and went to his car.

That night/morning or whatever, she got into bed smiling. He wasn't just some guy in the office anymore.

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"Gah! Why did i have to fall for that?" She smiled. It was the opportune moment to catch a workaholic-and-independent-type like her. There had been encounters like the flashback. Both already know that they "like" each other [nothing more--they had said it in one of their conversations]. In some days, he would be tickly-sweet. but in some, he was totally indifferent. He acted like she was invisible. Well at least, that's what she felt.

Even though he was like that, she was liking him more and more. They would talk when they were alone. They would eat together, once in a while. She found a haven in him; in the darkest hours, he was there. but recently, he hasn't.

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3 --- Seventh Period is a Secret

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She found herself crying the past weeks. The weight of all the pressures she has been coping with has finally fallen into her. She needed him more than ever. But he seemed busy at work. I should probably stop myself. He has more important matters to attend to.

Everytime she tried to talk to him, he just seemed to push her away. She felt terrible about it--liking him and needing him. Instead, she found refuge in her friends and two guys that have liked her before. When she was available, other guys were comforting her, it wasnt him. In the times that she was expecting that he would be there, some other guy would fill his shoes.

There are many guys out there that would be happy to have me, but why the heck do i want to stay with somebody like him? Does he really care? Does he? He told me before that he would never leave me, is this even true? She felt terrible. Maybe he didn't like her the way she thought he would. Who was she anyway?

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4 --- His and Her Circumstances

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"John, what--wh--what do you feel towards me?" she asked with a trembling voice and a sad look on her face.

"Huh? Why are you asking me that?" He replied surprised to hear the question.

"I mean, sometimes i just dont feel like you care. Well, you're not supposed to or something but---uhhh." She couldnt finish what she was saying.

"Okay, i get it." He replied.

"Do you?! Really?" Her voice was now laced with a hint of anger.

"I want to talk to you, but you're not there. I PM you but you sign off or dont reply. I text you but you don't reply either. There are so many things i want to tell you, but i can't. You make me feel like--like--- uhhh. nevermind. I just want a piece of you and it seems that you can't even give me that." she went on. She was already stopping her tears, but she wanted to stay firm in what she said. She glanced at him, he looked shocked.

She turned around. She started to take steps. She prayed to God that he would tap her shoulder and talk to her. He didn't. She walked away crying.

He was left alone.

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5 --- Doubt

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She had already walked away. He didn't even bother to ask her to stay.

"Idiot. Idiot." he told himself. Maybe she would be happier if someone better than me would take care of her.

He looked down on his phone. He opened his inbox, true, there were short messages of concern from her. He looked back at the times that he didn't reply to her messages in IMs.

From his inbox, he went to his Drafts folder. They were filled with the messages he didn't have the guts to send. Some read "Goodnight.", others "Goodmorning". He looked back at the times, where he wanted to reply but didn't. Why didn't he? Was he afraid so much of rejection? What if she didn't like him back?

he scrolled down to see the very last message in the Drafts folder. It read:

"I love you."

He looked away. He stood up, picked up his phone and walked away. She was nowhere to be found. He went home.

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He ate dinner and got ready for bed. Can i even sleep tonight? He turned on the TV. Infomercial, commercial, infomercial--wait wait--a movie in HBO.

Runaway Bride. This the part where the man proposes...

"...But I also guarantee, that if i dont ask you to be mine, i'll regret it for the rest of my life. Because i know in my heart... that you're the only one for me."

WHOAH. totally had an epiphany. I love her.

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WAS IT TOO LATE? :)) napagod na ako. three hours making this. i'll make a part two. sometime maybe tomorrow. :D quite long. it's not exactly uh, great like the last ones, but trust me, i just want to write this. :)

 

The Eighteenth of September. [a little something about the last two months]

i'm writing this, it's ten pm.

it's the fifth day of the school week that i didnt eat dinner at home. :)) wowww. in short, i did not eat dinner at home for a week. sigh. this was a tiring one.

[siyempre kasama na dun yung mga pagpapagalitan sa akin at pagbibintang. trust. hay :))]

so far, this year has been great. extremely ultimately great! things have happened. things have not. and things will happen, and some will not. GAH. anticipation. :)

the year's moving quite fast though. the school has recently been quite chaotic. but hey, we have each other. :> right calcium? XD ILY. this section. haha! WOW. grabe. we are in a boardgame fever these days---if you dont find a calcium-ate or calcium-ite or whatever you would call us, playing scrabble or chess, you would probably find them, sleeping, eating, psp-ing and uh. whatever's left of the "academic" stuff. teachers have been busy with a lot of things lately, and so, we are left with free time---if not with a seatwork or an assignment.

Pour Etre Belle---of course, i will not fail to mention this girl group. HAHA! ABBA MORENO?!? HAVING THE GUTS TO JOIN A TALENT SEARCH?!? =)) i was like WHOAH. :)) anyway, PEB is fun. :D i get to know these girls so much better. i learn how to "dance" and "sing" and i'm able to study the physics of being girls [trust me guys, it is hard. :)) ]. totally awesome. it feels awkward that i'm not really talented, but you know, when there are people who encourage you and trust you that you can do it, it just all dissipitates. it all floats away. and then sooner or later, you're smiling and being able to do it. now if physicists cannot find the fundamental particle or chemists as to which elements are to be discovered, no one, i mean no one, can define the feeling i just described. it is magical.

As for my friends, you know who you are, ILY guys. :)) you have been there for me, really. i just dont know what to do without you people. Dahil sa inyo, nakakaexperience ako ng mga bagong bagay. new things, cool new things. not only in like, our nerdlike conversations, but in the things we talk about. alam natin yun. =))

Hahaha. oo nga pala, idol ko na talaga si Mrs. Tirones. she is great. a great teacher, a magnificent mother and a cool friend. :)) astig talaga. =))

this year, i have felt new things. kanina nga lang. something i would have never done. i did. let's not dig into the details, i'll tell you if you ask me privately---it depends on who you are. i am a selfish person, and i was in a dilemma to choose between my welfare and my friend. thinking rationally, my welfare would be the best choice, but WHOAH MAN, i chose my friend. rocks. nagulat ako dun sa ginawa ko. parang ang bait ko. astig. GOD HAS CHANGED ME. :] i really think that i have changed. i dont know if it's for the better or for the worse, but i feel so good. even though i already lack more than twenty four hours of sleep, i just feel so good. :) feeling new things. feeling old ones. HAYYY. :) [new person being talked about] I never thought that something like this would happen. =)) dammmn.

 

the past months have been great. GOD IS SO GOOD. SO SO GOOD.

 

[i'm off to write now. i have pending stories. people have been asking for new material :)) now that i have finally have time, actually i just put off some work to be done, i want to write. i miss how my pen shouts out my thoughts on paper. i have a lot of pending thoughts. =)) bye now.:D]

Pour Être Belle's "Ready or Not" of A1 9.10.09 [along with some random pics]

nandy. :) hahaha. no comment! :)) la masabe. :D :]