❤️THE SPACE IN BETWEEN❤️
?Age is just a number?
✍️ Written By Precious Pinky✍️
?Chapter Eleven (11)?
#NOT EDITED.
Theme: Not everyone keeps to promises…?.
?Manuel’s Pov?
“How was school today?” Tessa, one of dad’s mistresses asked as I walked into the house.
Why was she asking? It’s not like she cares or anything.
“Why do you care?”
“Actually…I don’t. The idea of being a mother to a guy as matured as you is really freaking me out. Sorry for being blunt and no sorry for stating fact.” She sipped at the champagne in the glas-sand smiled at me.
I hated this woman.
If anything, she was the one I hated most out of dad’s mistresses.
Honestly, I see no reason to why dad have a lot of mistresses at his beck and call.
What exactly did mom ever did wrong that he have to hurt her. And me.
What did i do wrong?
I said nothing to Tessa but made my way upstairs. Ignoring her was better than starting a fight and besides, dad will always end up supporting her.
He never supports me in anything.
He wish I was dead.
He had said that to me on that same day mom left us.
Sometimes I hated that woman I called my mother for leaving me with a monster like him.
I mean, she knows exactly what he was capable of and how mean and heartless he was.
She knows he never loved her. Or me. But yet she left me with him.
She doesn’t even care about me. Actually, no one does. So I’m not surprised with what Tessa said.
….why?
Because I was already use to people rejecting me.
I dropped my schoolbag on the floor and sunk into the bed.
What does the future holds for me?
I had aksed myself that question but guess what, that was a damn fuc-king wrong question to ask.
The question that should be asked is, do I have a future?
I took off my jacket and pulled my shirt over my head and stare down at my bruise wrist.
This bruise were nothing compared to the bruise in my heart.
Every day were like a torture to me.
I’m always being reminded of that ugly day. I’m always being given a reason to die and to leave this fuc-king world!
I stood up to my feet and walked over to the bathroom.
I walked into the shower room and turned on the shower.
The warm water deopped on me and ran down my face to my body.
It was warm but felt cold.
I look down at my hand that was shivering like crazy.
I was afraid.
I was afraid of that day. Of the only memory I had of her.
Mom.
I grabbed a blade from the table and was about to self harm myself so I could bleed to death when I remembered my promise.
My promise to the one girl who saw me as a friend.
The first person to ever stay by my side after knowing my de-epest secret.
The first person who was willing to give me a reason to live.
⏱️Promise me one thing… Promise you will never self harm yourself again.⏱️
I sighed as I ran my free fingers throu-ghmy hair in frustration. Can I really keep that promise?
I look down at the blade again and fuc-k, I was so tempted to self harm myself but I was fighting it.
I don’t want to self harm myself.
I want to stop but…
But…
I cut my wrist and watched myself bleed.
I can’t stop it.
⏱️I don’t think I can promise you that but i will try.⏱️
I tried, Malby.
I tried…
But I guess I didn’t try more har-der .
I’m sorry for breaking my promise.
And with that everything went blank.
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?Malby’s Pov?
“Someone looks worried.” Xander says as he sat down beside me.
We were currently at the school cafeteria. Yeah, it was break time.
Mona couldn’t join me for lunch because she had other things to take care of. I don’t blame her. I mean, this was one disadvantage of being intelligent.
Not like she cares.
I look around the cafeteria but did not see any guy wearing black all throu-gh.
Actually, I haven’t set eyes on him.
I was a bit worried.
Manuel was my friend and being worried was something every friend does for his own friend.
Right?
“Actually, I’m worried..Do you think Manuel is fine?” I ask Xander, not like he will know or anything.
He shrugged and started picking at his food.
What’s wrong with him?
I collected my phone and dialed Manuel’s number, it rung but no one answered it.
I decided to go and check the Library. He always eat there instead of eating in the cafeteria.
But he wasn’t there.
Oh, the music cla-ss.
I went over to the music clas-sbut he still wasn’t there.
It’s official now, Manuel didn’t come to school.
But why?
I sighed and went back to cla-ss, the break was over now.
I sat down and plugged my earphones to my phone and started listening to one of my favorite song.
Senorita by shawn mendes.
I rested my head against the desk and shut my eyes close.
The teachers were having a meeting so there was no teacher to teach us.
I’m sure the meeting was about the excursion we were going next week.
Oh, I gat good news and…bad news.
Manuel, Xander and i were in group B. Yay!!!
God answered my prayers after all.
But the bad news is…Tricky was in the same group as me.
Come on, why must every blessings have a little failure in it?
That girl….arrrrgh! She might be the reason why I go to jail after I strangle her.
Everyone were busy with one thing or the other.
Some students even went to the senior clas-sto talk to their friends over there and have some fun.
As for me, I don’t want to chat with anyone but think.
Was Manuel alright?
Did he have a fight with his dad or something?
Was he sick?
Oh, no. Did he self harm himself again?
I kept asking myself those questions.
But the more I ask myself those questions, the more I realize that I have no fuc-king answer to those questions.
?I love it when you call me, your senorita. I wish I could pretend I didn’t need ya. But every touch is wo lala…?
⏱️I wish you can be my senorita.⏱️
My eyes snapped open at that memory.
Wait, did Xander say that to me?
But when? And…
⏱️ FLASHBACK⏱️
“Bts?” He questioned.
“I love the bts. Why?”
“Didn’t know you love them, actually.” He says.
We listened to the music playing in silent.
And that was when my eyes lid became heavy and began to drop.
Yeah, I was feeling sleepy right now.
I yawned and rested my head against his shoulder and shut my eyes close but I wasn’t yet fully asleep.
“I wish you could be my Senorita.”
⏱️ FLASHBACK ENDS⏱️
I gasped in total shock.
How is this possible?
Why will Xander say that to me?
Or…does Xander like me as more than a friend?
How..?
I quickly stood up to my feet and ran over to the senior cla-ss. It wasn’t difficult for me to sp-ot Xander talking to his two friends; Sam and Zayn.
“Can I borrow him for a while?” I questioned as I held Xander’s wrist.
“He’s all yours.” They said in unison with an eye wink.
Stupid!
I dragged Xander along with me to the music clas-sand shut the door close behind us.
I know what I’m about to do is quite foolish but come on, over happiness makes us do crazy thing.
I pulled Xander to sit down and sat down beside him as well and put on one earphone on his ear and worn the other for myself before I pressed the play bu-tton for the music to start playing.
Xander gave me a confuse stare.
“What are you doing?”
“Say it again.” I ask instead of giving him a reply to his question.
“What?”
I placed my head on his shoulder. “Say it again, Xander. I know you know what exactly I’m talking about.”
“I…” He voice trailed off as my phone started ringing.
It was a call from…
“Manuel?”
I hurriedly answered the call. The earphones were still plugged to the phone so yeah, Xander can practically hear our conversation right now.
“Hello?”
I was expecting to hear Manuel’s voice.
I was expecting to hear an energetic Manuel giving me an excuse for his reason for not coming to school and for not answering my call but what I got was different.
It was a woman speaking at the other line.
“You must be Malby.” She says.
“Yeah. Please who is this? And where is Manuel?”
“Manuel? oh, your lover boy?” I heard her tsked. “He’s lying helplessly on the hospital bed after self harming himself. Ah, I shouldn’t be telling you this.”
“Wait…Manuel self harmed himself?” I questioned.
“I will send you the hospital address of where he’s currently at.” And with that said, she hung up.
How…how could he self harm himself after promising me never to do so?
How could he not keep to his promise?
“Manuel is a suicidal guy?” I didn’t even remember that Xander had heard our conversation and now knows about Manuel’s de-epest secret.
I sighed as I scratched the nape of my ne-ck. “I will explain everything to you, I promise. But right now, I need to go to the hospital Manuel is at. Could you please come with me?”
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I rushed into the hospital alongside Xander. We made our way to the nurse who was sitting behind the desk, typing at something on the laptop.
She looks up to us as soon as we approached.
Wow. She must have a sen-sitive hearing.
“Hello. How may I help you, please?” She ask in a gentle and calm voice.
“Um…please we are here for Manuel… Manuel…” Damn it! I don’t know his fuc-king last name and yet i call him my friend.
“Malby?” I heard a feminine voice ask from behind.
I turned around and found myself staring at an elegant young woman. She was looking so beautiful but…I don’t seem to like her.
“Yes?”
“I’m Tessa. I was the one who spoke to you on the phone.” She smiled. “i didn’t know you will come rushing just because of Manuel.”
“Where is he?”
“He…”
“Malby?” That was Manuel.
I looked ahead of Tessa, or whatever she says her name was. And there stood Manuel, staring at me in confusion.
I guess he was wondering how I got to be here or how I knew he was here.
“What are you doing here?” He ask as he made his way to us, pulling his hands behind him so I wouldn’t see his bruised wrist.
What a jerk.
“I might have told her about you.” Tessa says, smiling.
“I thought you said he was lying hopelessly on the hospital bed.” I look over at Tessa.
She grinned and shrugged before walking out.
“That’s my dad mistress. Tessa.”
“I know. She introduced herself but didn’t tell me about being your dad’s mistress.” I say. “Why did you do it?” I now asked.
Manuel sighed and look ahead of me. Immediately he scrunched up his face as he stare at the person standing behind me.
What was he…?
Oh.
“What is he doing here?” He ask, his gaze diverting to me.
And holy shit, that look could kill!
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#To Be Continued.