Man of my Dreams

Chapter 18

Kiara hung up the phone, and I don't freaking know why! I am so damn worried about her, about that guy. I am so damn worried, Kiara texted me her location. I immediately hop in on my bicycle because I know I can't get a ride in a freaking 3 am. I tried to stay calm, but I just couldn't.

I went to the police station, where I saw Kiara being scolded by her parents. Embarrassment is all over her face. She saw me. I tried to get closer to her, but she didn't want to and signaled me to go away. She mouthed.

“I am fine.” I am holding my bike and guiding it to the precise road to go back home.

I ride on my back slowly, and it is 4 am, and I am only wearing my strawberry pajamas pair with my strawberry shirt and socks. I look like an i***t, but your best friend calls you even before the roosters wake up everyone. You would run and ensure that your best friend is okay. I passed on a 24 hours street burger near the hospital. I ordered one regular burger.

“My son, my son!” a woman cried into a man's arm. They are nearby the burger store. I saw how the mother cried so much while the Father was patting her shoulder. They look like a perfect couple who just lost their son.

But I am wrong. Another woman came and held the man's arm. “It's going to be okay” the woman is pregnant. The mother stops crying. She then kneels on the woman.

“Please! Please, I am begging you. Let me have my husband now because I need him right now. I am begging you, and my son is fighting death. I am a mother, and please, please!” She cried a lot.

“Stand up, Astra, you don't need to do that,” the Father's soft statement.

“Vincent, please don't leave me. Even if you don't love me anymore, accompany me right now, even just right now. I am begging you.”

The woman who is pregnant kneeled and held the mother's hand. “Stand up. You don't have to beg. He is yours at the very beginning. I am sorry.”

“Jane, I will drive you home. Stay there and I am just going to accompany Astra until the result comes,” the Father said. Jane smiled at the mother, who was named Astra.

What a sad family. I bite into my burger and feel the cold breeze of dawn. Death is a scary thing. Maybe just like what Kiara read in the book about soul mates. Perhaps there is a condition where he is your soul mate, but you are not his soul mate. To simplify it, Vincent is Astra's soul mate, but Vincent's soul mate is Jane as well Jane's soul mate is Vincent.

Astra is destined to be a mother but not to be a wife. What if that is their case? How sad. Vincent and Jane's relationship looks so calm, while Vincent and Astra's relationship is outrageous. When we are young, we always find something aggressive because it is adventurous. Peace is boring. But when we grow up, we tend to get tired of being adventurous and start finding peace. That is where a passive relationship exists.

The sun is almost shining. Kiara called me. I am staring at my ceiling on Saturday morning.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you,” she said.

“We'll discuss it later. For now, we need to fix your heart, your emotion. You know that everything would be alright, right?.” I said in a formal voice. I cringed when she told me.

She generally disclosed to me that her Father is the most considerate dad she knows yet. There are times that Father is genuinely frightening. I nodded.

Her mother is angry, very, very angry. Her Father is mad but could not blame her. Her Father even apologized to her. Because he is not there when she needs him, he is not there when she needs guidance. He is not there at her every step.

She went to my boarding house.

We went through a bakeshop, and a waitress asked if we would like coffee and freshly baked bread. Kiara and I both shook our heads in the rearward sitting arrangement. Instead, I ordered a cheese sandwich. Kiara ordered a burrito, and we both had mango juice.

We chit-chat and we laugh at our jokes. It is like nothing happened.

Tadeo invited me to a drag race involving his friends. He said one of his friends likes me, so he asked me to be just an audience. But this one guy is wearing a black suit and red turtle neck inner. With a black cowboy hat and a black face mask drove a Ferrari. I don't know what happened, but he suddenly crashed into a tree. Many said he was drunk. Then chaos happened. Someone called the police. I don't know, I am very frightened about what happened, and I was left dumbfounded and speechless about everything that happened. I wasn't able to see the guy. I just knew he is tall with a baritone voice.

By the way, she described it, and I knew it was him. So he succeeded in ending his own life. It seems I am not there to stop him, again, when he is going to end his life again. I didn't follow him. I let him go. So there is no next time then. It is a pleasure to meet you, even though I don't know your name.

When your day is long and the night, the night is yours alone. When you're beyond any doubt, you've had enough of this life, and well hang on. Don't let yourself go because everybody cries. Everybody hurts sometimes. Sometimes everything is wrong. When your day is night alone, hold on. If you're feeling like letting go, hold on. If you think you've had as much Of this life, well, hang on because everyone hurts. Take consolation in your friends. Everybody hurts. Don't toss your hand If you feel like you're alone.

I should have told him those words. Maybe I could have prevented it. Perhaps, now he is still alive. I don't understand him. Life is easy, and we are just making it complicated. Why do you need to kill yourself if you can ignore everyone? Why do you need to inflict physical pain if you are drowned in emotional pain? I don't understand it!