:Moving On

Aixela's Pov:

When we left the farm, Officer Dy immediately went straight to the precinct. I told him to rest first, but he said he still had work to finish. He just drove me here to the house and told me to rest. Yet of the two of us, he was more tired.

After I changed my clothes, I lay down on the couch and forced myself to sleep, but every time I close my eyes, the scene in the restaurant is what I remember.

I tried to get that scene out of my mind, but it really couldn't be removed. So I thought of entertaining myself. But when I opened my cell phone, a picture of the two of us appeared on my wallpaper.

I immediately went to my gallery and searched for my best picture. I made it my wallpaper. I also searched for all the pictures of Louis and me and tried to delete them, but my hand seemed to have a life of its own, and I couldn't remove it.

Until Denise's face suddenly appeared on the screen. She was calling.

"Hey, girl! Look what I've ---" she stopped speaking when she noticed my face.

"Why did you stop? Just keep going. I'm listening," I faked a smile.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that?" I tried to giggle.

"What happened?" she repeated with a lower tone.

I took a deep breath. I was forcing myself to smile, but my eyes could no longer stop the tears I was hiding.

"We're--" I sobbed subconsciously. "We're done.."

She pressed her forehead. "What did he do?"

"I saw him--"

"Ok, stop. Let's not talk about him."

"I'm sorry..."

"Sorry for what?"

"I didn't listen to you."

"Bitch, it's not your fault. Just shut up, ok?" she said which made me laugh a bit. "What do you want me to do with him and his snake? Do you want me to bury them alive?"

"Silly," I giggled. "Don't worry about me. I feel much better now. Thanks to you and Officer Dy."

"Why? What did he do?"

"He just made me realize how stupid I was."

"I'm sorry to say this, but it's good to hear. Finally, you hit your head on a rock and wake up from that foolish love. Just remember, never let yourself be fooled by him again. For sure, one day or two, he will call you. Listen to him but don't believe him. Just have closure and the end, hmm?"

I just nodded.

"You're old enough to make your own decisions. I'm just here to support you or to bash you. And I hope I'm going to support your decision this time."

"For now, I want to focus on myself first. We still haven't talked after the confrontation happened at the restaurant, and I think I'm still not ready to talk to him. I want to make sure that I can face him before talking to him. I want to rebuild myself first. Of course, my heart can't be fixed overnight, so yeah."

"Yes, you're right. Just remember, I'm only one call away. And don't push yourself too much. Take one step at a time. Moving on is a long process, so you don't have to rush things out."

"Copy!"

"So, what are you going to do for now? Do you want me to visit you there?"

"No need. I know you have a lot of things to do there. And Mama will be left alone there, so don't worry about me. I'm just heartbroken and not paralyzed. For now, I think I would use this feeling to make a novel. I have to make myself busy. Besides, I already miss writing. So instead of just looking at the cops on the precinct, why not make a story, right? This heartache will be my foundation and inspiration for the new novel I will make. We never know if it can be published here."

"Right, sissy! I support you! I'm excited to read that novel."

"Thanks, Denise. Also, can you just tell Mama about Louis and me? Maybe I'll just be crying when I told her. You know how crybaby we are, right? Besides, I want to talk to Mama about that when I'm really ok already."

"You have nothing to worry about. Just focus on making the better version of your heart. The tougher and the wiser version, hm?"

"Noted."