I'm Okay. He's All yours

I felt like I was a joke from the very start. I was a total fool for believing that I will someday be with that man I once met at the bar. What a fool!!!

"Summer job? " Agnes repeated whuch called my attention back.

"I'll go back home soon. Don't worry, I'm not going to cause a raucous on your wedding day. I'm fine. He is all yours. Please take care of him" I said coldly.

"Oh no, actually we want to invite you. It's just that the invitation cards are not yet done and I didn't expect to meet you here today." She said with a deformed smile.

Whatever she was saying, I didn't mind if it hurts or not. I was so angry at myself that I wanted to blot him out of my memory. I pulled her outside to escape from the ears of the rest.

"I'm so glad to have met you ma'am Agnes. I never loved Mark in the first place. We just met in a bar and I never actually trusted him. I knew he was just fooling with me. So I didn't take everything he said to heart. I have also a boyfriend back home and we will get married after my graduation." I said straight as I looked at the opposite shop blankly.

"Really? But I thought he loved you that much. I was so jealous when I saw your picture in his wallet. She even called your name when he kissed me!" She said swallowing hard like she was hurt.

"Ha ha! Don't joke like that! You can discard my picture from his wallet and send it back to me. Probably, you can also send me back my letters if you find them. I will take them back. " I laughed like a loser.

"Okay, he will be home next week. He comes home every after two weeks. I'll try to tell him about you." She said.

"No, never mind. Don't ever mention that we met. I don't want him to think that I'm chasing after him. Just focus on your wedding preparation. All the best on your Wedding Day" I said and patted her arm.

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That night, I asked permission to go and sleep over to my uncle Benjie's house as it was Sunday the following day and it was my holiday. It was 9:00 at night. I walked along the road aimlessly until I got tired. I wanted to cry aloud but my throat hurts and there was no voice coming out. My heart felt like it was being pressed hard that I cant squeeze air in and out of it. I sat down beside a huge electric post and bowed my head in between my knees. I stayed there for about ten minutes trying to think things over.

'I need to take care of myself to show these men that I am not a fool! I am not a fool! They are just too scheming and heartless people!" I finally cried. My tears finally came gushing a like a mighty water let loose from a dam. I couldn't stop them. I cried and cried until my head throbbed in pain. It was so fortunate that there were no much cars or people passing by. I finally got up and walked to a junction road to hail a taxi going to my uncle's home.

My sister opened the door and greeted me with a horified expression. She must have thought I was an intruder or a lost crazy neighbor. She was about to bang the door on my face but I stepped in first and stopped the door. Her eyes got wider as she gasped a huge amount of air.

"What are you doing here? Are you still living or already dead?" She exclaimed.

She didn't expect me to come this hour of the night.

"Tch! Go to sleep. I'll watch TV first." I said then slumped myself in the empty bench, switch the TV on but my ears were not listening.

My sis must have checked on me after I fell asleep that when I woke up, there was a pillow under my head and I was covered with thick blanket. I felt a bit comforted knowing that someone cared even I didn't say anything.