D MODE

Chapter 3 [?]

She doesn't know what to do nor think any longer. All she knows is, she has already moved on yet everything has changed again in an instant. She’s been happy but now, she is drowning in tears once more.


One night, they talked over the phone after almost a month. It was unusual because for the past month, they were just using a messenger and playing games around the internet. They were ‘friends’ after being enemies and after being two people in-love with each other.

The following day, they decided to meet up to talk about certain things. Well, she really didn’t have any thoughts what they would talk about. For all she knew was, they were good friends. No special love. No malice. No different attraction. So, nothing ‘special’ or ‘important’ to talk about.

Hours passed and they were still in the same place. No talking happened because they were busy with their own group of friends.

Fast forward.

She got drunk, so drunk that she didn’t know what she had said to the people she was with. Did not know what she had done. She was actually not herself that time.

Finally, after about two hours, drunkenness was defeated.

She went home at her friend’s house and found him there. They tried to talk but still, nothing happened.

:

It was a Sunday night. They talked over the phone AGAIN. Truth came out. He said he was supposed to tell her something the night they were together, which for her was special but again and again, it was unspoken. Untold.

[Gosh. Don’t want to go into details. Haha! Anyway…]

They talked non-stop about the things that happened. Love and jealousy was merely the main topic.

But those talks were useless. Worthless. Rubbish.

…

He made her believe that he’d come back.
He made her believe that he’d let himself share the love he has for her.
He made her believe that he’s true.

Thanks to you for not thinking what she might have felt.
Thanks to you for playing with her emotions.
Thanks to you for telling her those goddamn things.

[She’s not mad. She just wants to let go of the sadness locked in her heart. Hoping you’ll understand her. Help her, she doesn’t need space.]