Sahri High

Twenty Nine (Unedited)

Shortly after the meeting, he immediately called Aby but her phone just rang. He also tried to call Gray but like the previous days he still could not contact him.

Even working he couldn’t help but think of Abegail. He worries for it.

"I'm home!" He said loudly. No one in the living room, no one in the kitchen either. He wondered as he pushed the pitiful door of the room was dark there. He knew Gray was there because he saw his car in the parking lot below. "Gray-" she gasped and wiped away her sweet smile because the man she expected lying on the bed wasn't there.

The bed is empty, that's fine. Obviously untouched.

He turned on the light and when the light flooded he looked around, and there he is. He had it to his left behind the door. His seating on the floor and leaning on the wall. It was sticking out and holding a beer in a can. "Hey," he closed the door and approached it. He sat down in front of the young man. "Gray what happened to you?"

He woke up and turned to her. Its already furrowed forehead furrowed. "Will you blame me too?" Its full of resentment.

"Ha? What are you saying?" He parted a few strands of hair on its forehead. "What happened there?" He pointed to its hand with dried blood.

"Don't act as if you don't know anything!"

"What? I really don't know. I really don't understand what you're saying." She wonders. He could not understand it. "I just arrived."

"Just leave me alone."

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" She was worried. This was the first time he had seen the friend in trouble. "I know you. You're the person who doesn't take the problem seriously. Whatever it is, you can get through and solve it by yourself." He thumbs up. "You too! You must be Gray Villaroman!"

When it laughs. "I am?"

"Yeah. You still are. So, what's your problem? I can listen." He looked at it and shook his head. He was half naked, he was only wearing pants and his hair was messy. It is believed that he looked away. This was the second time he had seen his friend without an upper garment and only now did he see the scars on his body again. He already knows the scars he got when he was kidnapped with Rina. "Tell me, what really happened to you?"

"Your worried?"

"Of course I am. What's that question. I'm your best friend. Remember?" He looked at it again. "Look at yourself. Your a mess!"

"It's none of your business."

She make a face. "I'm just worried about you."

"You don't have too! I know it's not for me." "What? If not for you for whom? You're the one in front of me aren't you? Who else? You're really crazy sometimes Villaroman." He laughed slightly. "You most be drunk. What are you talking about."

"You know nothing."

"Nothing. You didn't say anything." He was already frowning. "Tamana 'yan, you're drunk oh," he held it in his arm as he was about to drink it from the beer in can. "Stop i-"

"What do you care?" It shook his hand.

"It's gray. You've been drinking a lot so I'm squeezing you-"

"Just leave me alone!"

He was annoyed when his voice rose. "If you have a problem don't get drunk or me!" He was stunned. "Did you fight?" He stood up to get a first aid kit but he sat down again when it grabbed his hand and pulled him. "What?" He asked for a moment that it was still not speaking.

It was as if it had expired that he had let her go. It was bent so he examined it carefully. He really look like in pain. It was a trace of his very handsome face. "It's hurt like hell! It's killing me!"

"What! I'll get you some medicine in a minute and I'll treat your wound as well. Why do you have the courage to fight when you're a coward with a little su-"

"I admit it's all my f*****g fault but she still blames me! She blames eng lehat on me and it's hurt like hell because I love her but-" he turned and smiled bitterly. "I realize she really like him instead of me. She really do and it's hurt me!"

His mouth fell open and he could not answer immediately. He honestly didn't know how to react because this was the first time his friend had told him how he felt and had a problem.

He knew Gray. No matter how serious and big the problem is it doesn’t show it to other people. He solve them on his own, without others knowing. And most of all, he never show any weakness to others. His always standing, tall, strong and unbreakable. "When did Cupid shoot you? Why didn't you even tell me?" Supposedly he was hurt and sulked but he didn't see that, his too busy on his own problem. To his own pain and misery. "Is it just because of the woman that you fought? My God, you're no longer young for-"

"I'm planing to court her and tell her how I really feel toward her but how can I do that? Tell me?" Is it still and the beer can is almost flattened because of the tightness of its grip.

Her smile faded. He didn't know but it was as if his heart was being crushed as he saw his friend hurting and struggling. It was a far cry from the Gray Villaroman he knew to be very serious. He always has a poker face, rarely smiles, is rude but kind and memorable and he always acts cool and calm. He never get mad.

Only now did Gray voice how it felt.

"G-Gray."

"Leave me alone!" It said almost in a whisper. "No! I won't leave you. I'm just here." He was still shaking.

"Don't you understand? I want to be alone!"

He did not move from his seat. Instead, he pulled her closer and hugged her. "You know me Gray. The more you push me away the more I'll stay by your side. I won't leave you. Just talk. Let go of all the pain until you feel better. I will listen."

It didn't move, he didn't push either and he thought that the young man was asleep because for a while it still didn't move so he was surprised when he spoke again.

"W-why? Why it's hurt like this?" This question is repeated. The voice hints at the intense pain one feels. "Why is he always alone? Can I? K-at least once."

He did not speak. He just kept quiet and let it speak and say the pain it felt. He was silent even though he really wanted to know who the heartless woman was who hurt him.

"I'm just like him. We are actually the same but why it's always be him? What she saw him? What they saw him that I don't have? Damn it!"

"Maybe they're blind or blurred vision." He joked to make it feel better. But he wonders who he is referring to. Earlier her, now him.

"What?" Letisha woke up to find that Zairus was no longer beside her. He got up quickly. He didn't even bother to put on a bathrobe and went straight to the bathroom. Somehow he is getting used to bathing in his room with Zairus. Her toiletries are also there.

Yesterday, to Zairus' great joy, he accompanied him to roam the island all day. It took a day-off so Gin was busy with the job the man left.

After taking a bath and putting on her summer dress, she went down to the second floor of the house. He found his aunt in the kitchen while Manang Pasing seemed to be writing on a piece of paper.

"Good morning," he greeted the two The two looked at each other at the same time and her heart seemed to swell when her aunt smiled at her. He could no longer show resentment on their faces. He was even surprised when Lineth quickly approached him and hugged him tightly. He was taller than the girl, until it was just below her chest, so it was just right to hug her waist.

"Lineth!" reprimand here by the aunt. Prevents what it does to her.

There was a trace of apology in Manang Pasing's eyes when he looked at her. So as not to worry he nodded understandingly. Then, she whispered the word, "It's okay, Manang."

After a while, the girl voluntarily let go of his embrace with her. He even saw its tears dripping, perhaps out of overwhelm. "I'm sorry, Ma'am Lena. I've been wanting to hug you for a long time but it's like there's black magic enveloping you. It's something I can't do. But when you set foot on this island again, my fear disappeared. "Because I feel like you're a different person," Lineth said in a long litany.

Letisha did not reveal that she was nervous. He just wished they hadn’t noticed. Then, she gently stroked her curly hair.

"I'm sorry if we judged you, Ma'am. We harbored resentment towards you because we thought your treatment of sir would not change. But when I saw your scenario yesterday, I proved that you are really kind people, "it added.

He patted her on the shoulder and smiled sweetly at her. "Don't worry about it anymore," he said while looking at Manang Pasing who seemed to be happy watching them both, then he turned his gaze to somewehere, I don't know.

Is something wrong?