"UNTIL I FORGET YOU"

Chapter 2: First step to forget you

While I was lying down on my bed, a sudden sound broke the silence of my entire room. I received a call from my friend, Kristine Contreras.

I slowly stood up, reached for my cellphone on top of the side table, and answered the call.

"Helloooo sis, what's the news with you?"I was almost deafened by the loudness of her voice from the other end of the line.

"I'm doing okay, so stop shouting, hahaha."

"Come on, let's go camping so you can relax a bit," she told me.

I don't know what it is with this girl, but she's always inviting me out. It feels like she always has a side quest in life.

"No, I can't. I'm busy" I told her. Even though the truth was, I really didn't want to leave the house— I wasn't ready.

"Seriously, sis, do I need to go over and disturb you at your place just to make you come with me?"

A few minutes passed before I answered.

"Okay, fine, I'm giving in."

"Okay, good. Get out of the house—you're not a prisoner to keep yourself locked up in your home. Forget about that guy already."

"I said I'm coming along, yet you still have so much to say," I told her.

"Of course, so you can finally wake up to the reality that he never really loved you."

I suddenly froze at what she said. It was as if she was the one who got left behind and knew everything.

"I'm going to pack my things now, bye."

I immediately hung up the call and started packing my stuff. While I was fixing my things, I couldn't help but think about how I ended up like this—scared to love again because of the person who hurt me.