Chapter 5

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Andrew's POV I go to the sink after Ezekiel has gone to the bathroom to wash the plates and utensils that we have been using to eat the dinner that I had prepared. While washing the plates, thoughts of my soulmate came back to my mind. I am wondering what he is doing right now. Is he fine? Is his life fine? What are the things that make him happy? While washing the dishes, the thought of being with my soulmate will make everything better. But the thing is, the sad expression of Ezekiel enters my mind, how fragile he is, the sad expression of his eyes. The thought of him, being sad, made myself angry. And I wonder if he has already met his soulmate. The thought of Ezekiel, meeting his soulmate, made my mood sour.   I hurriedly washed the plates and put them back in the cabinet. I need to calm myself. I need to clear my mind. I went straight to my room to grab my jacket, and I decided to go to the nearest park.   When I was already going out, I remember that it seemed rude when I didn't tell my roommate my whereabouts. I got a piece of paper and wrote a note for him. I put it at the top of the kitchen table. I checked if I already had my wallet, my phone, and the spare key to our apartment. After I took a final glance at our apartment, I had already gone out.   As I walked along the pavement, a cold breeze hitting my face. I stopped walking to feel it. This is the first time in a while that I've felt this kind of weather. I resumed walking. I put my cold hands in my pockets to bring heat to my freezing fingers. When I was already at the park, I took a look at the whole place. It's still the same.   When I saw that there was a bench where no one was sitting, I hurriedly walked towards it and sat down. Why were my feet feeling numb after a 15-minute walk? I chuckled to myself. It must be a sign of aging, huh? I roved my eyes around the park. Despite being late, there were still a lot of families and friends who were in the park.   There's a spark that ignites from within. Is it jealousy, or is it envy? I don't know. I'm probably just too tired for today, which is why I had this feeling that I know I shouldn't have had. My life was too full of dramas, and it is good that I go for a walk. I don't want to release my anger towards the person that is dear to me. I sighed and I closed my eyes, I remember the talked that I had with my father when I was young. Flashback "Papa!" I shouted when I saw my father walking towards me. He smiled at me and I ran towards him. I can't hide my excitement about talking about something with my hero, my father. "Papa, I have a question." I told my father. "What is it, my little munckin?" he replied, while pinching my cheeks.   I looked at him and asked, "Papa, how did you know that Mama was your soulmate?" I felt that my Papa had stopped walking, and he looked at me and said, "Why did you ask? You already want to meet your very own soulmate?" my Papa said. "He was teasing me! I felt my cheeks heat up. "Ohhhh, why are you blushing, my naughty grimlin?" he said, grinning.   "I am not, Papa!" I shouted. "I just want to know," I whispered, and I heard him chuckle. "Let's go to that park and find a bench to sit on. After that, I will tell you." He said, and we walked towards the park. After we found an empty bench, we sat at it and my father shared how he knew that my mom was his soulmate. When we finally sat down, my father started to narrate how he and my mom started their very own love story. "At first, your Mom and I couldn't stand each other." My father said, and he looked at me. I couldn't tell if my father was telling the truth because I always saw them kissing, hugging, and cuddling. "Believe me, son, that's how our love story started," he said while laughing. I frowned, "Why are you laughing then, Papa?" I curiously asked. "Because your expression was too funny!" he said, and he started laughing. I pouted when his laughter never died down. "Your Mom was the bravest woman that I have ever met, Andrew," he said while smiling. He's reminiscing right now, I could tell. "She was fighting for everyone's right; she was fighting those people who were hurting those innocent ones. She was the real hero, Andrew, not me." He paused for awhile. "I was one of those, Andrew. I was one of those people that she fought with." When I hear that part, my eyes widen; I can't believe it!   "She punched me right in front of my friends when I bullied someone, and don't worry, son, I regret everything. I was so angry that a girl dared to punch me," my father explained. "I angrily looked at her and we accidentally looked eyes-to-eyes. " I was observing him while he was telling me their love story. I don't know why he was telling me this, when in fact, I was only asking him how he knew that Mama was his soulmate. He paused and smile, "When our eyes met each other, it seems that the world was stop from spinning. Everything just stopped and the next thing I knew, we are on each others arm. he chuckled, and I smiled from that. "That's how I knew that your Mom is my soulmate. Everything seems brand new, every thing was fine. After that, your Mom and I talked, we laughed it off cause our meeting was unexpected. We are alraedy talking through our minds since we were young and we only met when we are already in College." "And the birthmark, son. Don't forget that, your soulmate shares the same birthmark as you do. Same birthmark. Same place." End of Flashback Same birthmark. Same place. This is so frustrating! I have a birthmark at my checst. God, there are lot of places that my birthmark can be place on. Why on my chest?
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