CHAPTER TWO

I woke up feeling puffy, and my eyes hurts!

Oh, I forgot i cried like a baby last night because of the story.

I got up slowly because i feel so dizzy, I hit my head lightly on the wall beside the bathroom.

"I'll never cry like that.." i ranted.

With my eyes half close i manage to brush teeth and fix my face.

I went towards the kitchen to prepare my breakfast. Spam, toasted bread and an egg is enough for me.

While cooking my breakfast i was thinking some design for my new sketch.

After cooking i went to the living room and sat on my couch, i was holding the plate while the other hand is holding the remote. I was searching for some movies i could watch, and i decided to watch The Notebook.

I was eating the toasted bread when i felt myself tearing up again because of the movie.

Great!

I am crying again!

Why am i such a cry baby?

In the middle of the scene, i finished my breakfast and placed my plates on the sink. I'll wash that later. If i'm not lazy.

After the movie, I took a bath before doing some sketching again.

I got dress after taking a bath, a simple white denim shorts and white tank top will do since i'll just stay on my condo tonight and probably sketch, eat, sleep and just repeat the cycle.

I took out my sketch pad and pencil from my pad and proceed on sketching some ideas.

My mind was fighting over a design right now.

If i should choose, pearls or beads?

Pearls is elegant.

Beads is classic.

And now my head hurts!

I bit my lower lip and held my phone while searching Eva in my contacts.

I immediately called her.

"Hello Wi---" i cut her off.

"Beads or Pearls?" I asked.

"Wow! Can't you greet me good morning first? Or how are you? Or have you eaten?" This is urgent.

I rolled my eyes while biting the tip of the eraser.

"Argh, fine! Good morning Eva! So today, i decided to sketch out some ideas but in the middle of it i can't choose between pearls or beads, there happy?" I said sarcastically.

I heard her chuckled.

"Calm down, you're stressing yourself again Win!" She said.

I pouted.

"Then, why not choose both?" She answered.

My brain started working again and i smiled by the idea.

"Gosh! Eva you're the best!" I joyfully said, before she could say anything and i hung up and continued doing the sketch.

Around 1 pm, I was done!

I decided to take a walk on the nearby park.

I was smiling while walking around.

I can't believe i'm done!

3 days relax, here i come!

It was not sunny at all, it may rain later. I think.

"Might as well finish those stories.." i mumbled while walking.

Children's were running on the playground zone.

I can see lovers on the bench lane, i scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Lovers? Tsk. Nonsense!" I said while looking at them.

I'm not bitter at all!

I just don't appreciate love that much.

I mean, are you really that happy in a relationship?

Because in my experience, pain was really visible in it. Happiness was only the temporary in it, pain comes first always!

I suddenly remembered him again.

I stopped walking and slapped my cheeks lightly.

"Get your senses back Winona!"

I decided to go back since i was feeling off for some moment.

I was walking back to my condo when a car suddenly stopped in front of me.

I frowned.

What's the problem of the driver?!

The drivers window went down.

After so many years..

I saw her again.

My Mother.

"Winona.." she called me out softly.

"W-What do you want?" I tried my best not to stutter nor cry in front of her.

"Go home Sweetie." She said.

Home?

I chuckled bitterly.

"Home? Am i even welcome there?" I pointed myself.

I saw a tear escaped from her eyes.

"Ah! I even remember, how you choose that old man instead of me right? Do you even want me there? Huh? mom?"

Her lips was trembling.

I looked around.

Great! We are making a scene.

"Better luck next time." I said and continued walking towards the building where i was living.

When I reach my condo, My tears burst out like a water falls.

I tried to hide it, but I can't.

I remembered the time that I want to be chosen too but it never happened, she even let me leave the house like I am not her daughter, her own flesh.

She gave me away like a toy.

She hid me from my dad, and gave me away so easily.

She was the first person who broke my heart.

She was the first person who let me believed that love is all about pain, love is not happiness but a misery.

I wiped my tears harshly with gritted teeth.

I.am.not.gonna.give.my.love.again

I walked towards my bathroom and washed my face, i looked at the mirror and looked at my reflection on it.

"You can't blame me for closing my heart." I told myself on the mirror.

I heard my phone ringing on the living room, i wiped my face with the face towel and headed back to the living room.

I got my phone and looked at the the caller.

It's Dad.

I breathed heavily and calm myself before answering the call.

"Hi dad!" I tried to sound cheerful.

"Hey sweetie. How are you?"

A smiled a bit.

"I'm fine! How about you? What's the update from the doctor?" I worriedly asked.

He collapsed the other day while taking a walk.

"I'm fine sweetie, just a bit stress." He said.

I sighed with the relief.

"That's good, don't stress yourself again! I'm not there to take care of you dad!" I complained

I heard him chuckled.

I announced the good news to him and he was happy about it, i didn't manage to tell him about mom earlier it will just stress him again.