Missing Her
1066 Words
Stefano Pov...
I'm back in my room terrified and speechless. I hold myself not to burst thinking about what just happened. The moment our eyes locked shut off everything.
I saw her but no one told me she was back. I've been searching for the past years to ask why she left! All I have is the word why Margaret? Why did you do this to me?
The pain of yesterday came rushing through me unbelievably. Margaret, why? I muttered, feeling the pain of betrayal. I love you more than my life, but you hurt me more than I love you. You promised to never leave me, but you left. You left when I needed you the most.
Still contemplating things when my phone keeps on buzzing. I don't have the strength to pick up nor read those messages. I kept on staring at my phone until the sounds stopped, but it didn't. I check my caller id. I sighed deeply, picking up my phone.
"Hmmn." I answered unwillingly.
"Stefano." Uttered by the person on the other line.
"I'm fine. Don't worry." I replied, happily hiding the pain and annoyance in my voice.
"Please visit my place if you need someone to talk to. Just give me a call Stefano." The person on the other line pleaded.
"I will. Thanks. By the way, did you know she was back?" I asked, expecting she didn't know anything yet.
"Uhmn! Just recently. I'm sorry! I was busy and didn't have the chance to advise you." She replied feeling sorry.
"Okay. Thanks!" I replied dejected, before cutting off the call.
I indeed needed to see her. We need to talk a lot. Out of the blue, I scram out of my room to go to the swimming pool again to find her. I check every table and room, even the people diving. Margaret loved swimming and mountain hiking. Margaret, where are you? Please give me answers about why we need to part like this. I'm already frustrated enough and eager to find her.
I almost checked the whole resort where she is, but still, I can't see Margaret loitering. I went back to my room frustrated and unorganized. I slumped my body on the wall whimpering. I admit I'm angry when I see her, but a part inside of me misses her so much. I miss her laughs, her tender care, and her sweet love. I really wanted her badly to ease this pain corrupting my soul. I punched the wall, sobbing until my knuckles were bloody. I can't feel the pain in my hands as my heart bears the painful part. The heart-wrenching pain of missing her is unbearable enough.
Flashback...
"Hi, baby! How was your day?" She asked, elated, giggling while hiding something in her back. Today is our anniversary and I asked her if we could spend it at home since I just had a three-day tiring conference and I can't bring her to our favorite place. She agreed, assuring me she would be fine with whatever we had. What is important is that we are together. She is the kind of girlfriend everyone wants. She understood everything. She pushes your limits in a good way. Help you enhance your weaknesses to become better.
"I love your smile baby! Nothing comforts me with your lovely smile after a whole tiring day." I replied, pulling to kiss her kissable pinkish pouty lips and hugging her tight. Hmn! It feels like heaven. She continued to giggle. I would love to come home every day if this is the kind of greeting I would receive.
"Happy anniversary baby. I love you so much!" She uttered cheekily, kissing me passionately before giving her gift. I smiled, holding her gift as I pulled out a jewelry box from my pocket. I smiled, kneeling on one knee before opening the jewelry box. She was teary-eyed, surprised, and mouth agape. After a few minutes, she keeps on jumping, covering her mouth while screaming her lungs out elated.
"Oh my god! Baby, is this for real? Are you really?" She asked, crying and trembling.
"Yes, baby! Will you be my other half Margaret?" I finally asked her. She cried, kneeling, hugging me, and kept on kissing my sweaty face.
"Yes, baby! I will marry you, Stefano." She replied, still crying, but this time with tears of joy. My tears welled whilst putting the ring on her beautiful soft fingers.
"I love you so much, Margaret!" I said, delighted as my tears were still pouring down my face. I wiped her tears as he wiped my sweat and my tears too. We ended up kissing passionately and hungrily in the hallway of our house. I bought this apartment for us to stay in when we are celebrating something. This is our personal space to cuddle and talk. Sometimes a space to discuss ideas and plans.
How could I forget those memories lingering in my head every time I remember her? How about her? Does she remember our happy days and our plans? Why did she leave? Why was our wedding canceled when we planned everything pouring our ideas and efforts together? It was our magical dream! The dream wedding we prepared for a year to meet the standard. Every time I remember that day, my head spins like hell racking something that I don't understand.
I picked up all my stuff and left the resort to visit our personal place. The keys were still hidden under the rug as we discussed. I sighed, holding my breath as I entered the house. This is the part where I proposed to her. This hallway always holds a special place in the house. All the good memories were bound to happen in this area of this house. I kneel and reminisce about that moment again. I let my tears stream down my face as I recall all the memories we had. We seldom had an argument and it never ended the day that we had an ill - feeling towards each other.
Now, everything will just be a memory to look back on, as I can't hold her back anymore. All that was left was hatred and resentment, not longing. I should sell this place as it's not worth it to keep.
Just give an explanation Margaret! That's all I asked, but is it too much to ask?
- Writer
