"Guys, tomorrow we have a beach vacation because Denice is one of the top 50 students and as usual Kaisel got a perfect score on all his subjects." My mom was shocked when she heard what Aunt Kailey's.
I haven't even told her yet that I'm one of the top 50 students. I am even in the top 30 rankings because a lot happened yesterday. She was also not in the shop yesterday, so I forgot to tell her.
"And also to celebrate the return of my beautiful child even for a moment. So, as when we got home, pack your things because we are leaving early tomorrow." Aunt Kailey added.p
"Denice is really one of the top 50 students?" My mother's unbelievable question. Aunt Kailey nodded. Mom stared at me. The stared who looks angry but her eyes are still very humble. Her sable eyes are really so beautiful.
"Why did you not tell me?" I pouted.
"Denice!" There was a threat in her voice so I answered and explained myself before her blood boiled in me.
"There's a lot of things that happened yesterday, so I forgot to tell you. Sorry." I pouted again. She just rolled her eyes and she congratulated me then she leaned her head on my shoulder because we were still far from Aunt Kailey.
A few minutes later, we finally got home. Kaisen, Kaisel's little brother, was already asleep. Tito El carried him to their Kaisel room because the young man was tired so it was only Tito El who carried to Kaisen.
Upon entering, I went up to my room after saying goodbye to Tito El, Tita Kailey, to my mom and to others. I didn't even bother to say goodbye to Kaisel because I knew he wouldn't pay attention to my greetings to him. He's cold to me, but I still love him.
I didn't take a bath, I'm tired and I want to lay down on my bed. I just washed my face and changed my clothes into my pajamas. I went down to drink water. My mom always told me to drink water or milk before I went to bed.
I opened the fridge and took the glass pitcher and filled the glass with water then I drank it. I was about to return after returning the pitcher I had taken but Celestine suddenly stopped me.
"Wait, Denice, the necklace you're wearing is so familiar to me. And I know it's only two pieces like that all over the world. And, I was the last to buy it for my gift for Unnie Kacey. May I know, when did you buy that and where?" I was about to speak but Kaisel suddenly stepped in.
"What is happening here?" he asked. Celestine immediately answered.
"I'm just asking Denice about the necklace she's wearing. It's kinda like the necklace I gave to Unnie Kacey." Celestine said. Kaisel nodded and looked at the necklace I'm wearing.
"Oh, yeah . . . I saw that in Kacey's room. Where did you have it? Did you steal it from Ka—" I didn't finish him and slapped him on his face. How dare he accuse me without knowing the full story.
"Do you think I stole it?" I shook my head while asking him. I really can't believe he will accuse me like that. He is called being smart and super genius but he will only accuse someone for stealing while he has no proof.
"I didn't know. Maybe? We don't know you so well, so maybe you really stole–" I slapped him again. This time it was hard. It was really hard.
I took off the necklace I was wearing and handed it to him then I left their house but before I left the house I even heard Celestine speak.
"Denice, that's not what I meant." I ignored that and just kept going out of Kaisel's house.
"Denice, what happened to you?" Unnie, Kacey asleep concerned. I took a deep breath and stopped my tears from falling. It hurts, it really hurts. In my whole life, this is the first time that someone accused me of stealing something.
And you know what it hurts? That is the man I loved and liked for almost four years but he didn't even notice me. He can't even see me as a woman. He thinks of me as someone with a contagious disease.
Everytime, I remember the way he keeps himself away from me, the way he feels to me I'm nothing and keeps reminding me I'm brainless. It feels like a million knives have been stabbed in my heart. It made me belittle myself.
Questioning myself ability, my confidence, my worth because of him 'cause I know I'm not enough for him. But I'm still doing my best as I can to be enough for him but he's still not noticed that.
Sometimes, I ask myself why in the 7 billion people in the world why the person who doesn't like me yet and the person who repeatedly hurts me. Maybe I don't really have a brain, maybe my brain is really empty because even though I know in myself that he doesn't like me, I still squeeze myself into him.
I was brought back to reality when unnie Kacey spoke again
"Denice, why are you crying?" I wiped my tears and shook out my head.
"I'm not crying, unnie." I said and force to give her a sweet smile to assure her that I'm not really crying and I'm fine.
"Oh, okay. Let's go inside, there's a lot of mosquitoes here outside." I told her that I'm fine here and I want to breathe fresh air.
"Okay, but you also went inside right away, okiee?" I nodded and made a promise to her that I would go outside right away. I took a deep breath and started to walk away from their house.
I don't want to go home, I don't want to see his face but I don't why my heart is still beating for him. I don't know why my world revolves around him, I don't know why he's the only man I see even though he's rejected me a few times.
I didn’t know where my feet would take me but I just kept walking. Walking, walking, endless walking. I don't know if I hate him or I hate myself. Because, for the first time in my life, someone accused me of stealing something that I could do over my dead body.
My ego, and my pride are hurting right now. But, my heart hurts more than. I sat down on the bench I passed and there I cried and cried.
I keep asking myself, why of all the people who will accuse me of being a thief is he really? I still can accept other people but he really is.
The man I loved for almost four years, and for the first time in my life in love with someone but to the person who still despises me and to the person who does not like me, he's even rejected in front of many people. And now he's accusing me of wrong things.
I didn't know what I had ever done to him to treat me like trash, to treat me like I have contagious disease, and to treat me like I'm not a woman. But, yeah, it's obvious. I still love him, I still love him, again and again and forever.
"Uh! Denice, wake up! He's accusing you for stealing something but you're still telling yourself you still love him? What is that kind of mindset? Wake up, already, Dee! You're no kid anymore." I argue to myself but still not changed. I just cried crying again.