When we reached my apartment, I invited him inside but he refused.
“Are you sure?”
He nodded before answering me, “I just came to pick you up and bring you home.”
I just smiled at him and nodded to.
“Thank you, take care.”
I said and waved at him. He nodded again and left. I entered the gate of my apartment and was shock to see Xavier in front of my door, waiting for me.
“Hi,” he said plainly.
“Xavier, have you been waiting for long?”
“Hmm, I waited for you to come home.”
He smiled at me weakly. I looked away, I missed him but I am still hurting.
“Why are you here?” I asked almost a whisper.
“Can we talk?”
I felt my heart hurt when I saw him looking so tired. I sighed.
“Let’s go inside.”
He just followed me silently. I turned to face him when I reached the stair.
“Wait for me here, I’ll just change my cloths,” I said and headed to my room. After that I come down to face him again.
He was sitting already on his usual seat. I choose to seat on the couch in front of his, there’s a small table in between us.
“Do you want something to eat? Wait, I’ll get some.”
He didn’t say a thing so I stood up and was ready to go to the kitchen but he started to talk.
“Please, let’s fix this up Vy. I’m sorry. I know I did something wrong, I’m really sorry. Let’s get back together please?” I can hear the sadness and exhaust on his voice.
It was as if something touched my heart that made my eyes tear up.
“I’m sorry please,” he said almost crying.
“Shh, it’s okay.”
He’s hurting me but I am happy that he’s here.
“Please let’s get back together. Dad would be happy if he knew we’re okay. He’ll recover fast if he knew we’re together again,” he was crying as he said that.
My heart ache. He’s here again for his father. Why did I even expect or hope that he’s here because he realized…hmm, never mind.
“What happened to Tito?” I asked. That is more important now compared to my feelings.
“He found out that we broke up, we had a fight. It trigger him so he was rushed to the hospital. Until now he’s not waking up.”
The pain that I am feeling is more defined now, but I choose to set it aside. It’s alright. This is okay, for him I’ll carry on. I won’t mind if I get hurt.
I walked towards him and give him a hug, “He’ll be fine soon. Don’t worry.”
“A-are we?” he asked a bit hesitant.
“Yes. Don’t worry,” I said.
He hugged me back. I missed him and I want to think that he hugs me back because he misses me too but I couldn’t take off the thought that this is for his father.
I shouldn’t hope for us. I should be contented that I can love him this way. I should be fine even though he would never see my love for him. Maybe, this is enough and I shouldn’t complain. Maybe.
Days passed and I’m with Xavier now in front of Samantha. They were talking about the interview they’ll have with Command on a known Radio Station. I was quietly listening to them and sometimes glimpse on Lucas that is waiting for Samantha.
“I already told them that it's okay if they'll interview your band without us but they insist,” my attention was drifted to them again when I heard that.
I'm literally making sure that I won't bother them with any of my move or action.
“Well uhm, I can’t see anything wrong with that but if your girlfriend would not be comfortable with that then I guess that’s the problem,” Samantha continued.
I faked a cough and look at her, I’m not sure if it was just me or she really smirked at me. I looked at Xavier that’s already waiting for my eyes, as if asking me if it was okay. I smiled at him and did my best to hide my irritation on Samantha.
“It’s alright that’s not a problem,” I said as I smiled at Xavier.
This is about his career and I should understand the situation. 
 
“Oh that’s great, I thought she’s a jealous type of girlfriend. I guess my assistant was wrong when she heard that you were mad that Xavier and I are working together.”
I did my best to calm myself. Xavier looked at me as if he’s trying to see any reaction from me that will prove that Samantha is right.
Samantha laughed exaggerated that made us look at her. She raised an eyebrows as if she’s mocking me.
"I was just kidding, and if it's true I understand. That is really understandable,” she said confidently as she look at me before turning to Xavier that is now holding my hand under the table to calm me.
I smiled at her, if she’s trying to piss me off so I would start a fight then she won’t succeed. For sure I’ll be pissed but I would not waste my time on her. But then I wouldn’t just sit here and let her humiliate or mock me in front of everyone.
"I'm really fine with you being with my boyfriend's band in an interview specially you're not there as his girlfriend. You’ll be there as their handler and manager, and besides this is not about your relationship with him right?” I asked smiling at her. Her irritation is now very evident on her. It’s my turn to raise an eyebrow on her, “Am I right, Miss?” I asked and pull myself close to Xavier.
She rolled her eyes on me, can’t hide her irritation. I turned to face Xavier and saw him uneasy. There, I know you two aren’t over each other but I am here, I know I deserve their respect. And they should know that.
Samantha changed the topic and didn’t try to piss me off again.
Yes, I could let you be vulgar of your feelings for him but I couldn’t promise to stay quite. I know I shouldn’t be mean, Xavier doesn’t like me but I am his girlfriend now. And maybe that is enough reason for her to respect me.
I looked at the next table and saw Lucas, looking very serious with his phone.
Does he have a problem? Or is he bored with this meeting?
When they finished their meeting, they all bid their goodbyes. I thought it would end peaceful and we could go home quietly but I suddenly felt even more humiliated when Samantha kissed Xavier in front of me before she faced me confidently.
"Ops, I couldn't help it," she said and laughed a bit before turning her back on me.
Xavier couldn’t move. I suddenly felt cold when I saw his eyes became soft.
What the fuck?
“I’m going home,” I said trying to hide the mixed emotions that I have right now.
I knew I’m just the intruder on them! But that doesn’t mean that they could make me feel this way!
“Vy, wait. I didn’t knew she’ll do that,” Xavier explained.
I just rolled my eyes when I realized he didn’t even sound bothered.
“That’s fine. Will you still bring me home?” I said, full of sarcasm.
“I’ll take you home. Let’s go.”
I didn’t wait for him to open the car’s door for me. I even closed it hard. I’m fucking mad and it’s not because I feel jealous or because I’m hurt. I am mad because I feel so embarrassed! I look so stupid!
We are both quite the whole ride. I tried fixing my mood but I couldn’t. I just get even man every time I remember what happened. How dare she? Argh!
I left the car as soon as Xavier stopped. I opened the small gate of my apartment and rolled my eyes before turning to Xavier.
He was about to enter the gate but I didn’t let him so he stopped and remained standing in front of me.
"Let's break up," I said on a very easy way for the first time.
Shock was very evident on his face and I almost roll my eyes again. I didn’t know why I still choose to enter this relationship after everything that happened. I love him but is that enough to stay on a situation that I was the only one who loves?
I sighed. His father is the only reason why he didn’t want this relationship to end. It was his father, never him. Because if he want his, he wouldn’t make me feel unwanted and unloved.
"I don't think we'll work. Let's end this, let’s just hide it to your dad for now. Let’s wait until he’s fully recovered.”
I looked away, I couldn’t hide the sadness that I am feeling right now. It wasn’t the pain that I am feeling right now, it is the pity that I have for myself, for staying despite the unrequited love.
Samantha is confident and very vulgar because she knew Xavier loves him. Even before, when she came back it was obvious that they still love each other. They are still in love with each other and I still let myself to be in between them. It wasn’t for Xavier’s dad, it was for myself. I was blinded by my love for him that now, I feel like I just woke up in a dream, I don’t want to be barrier anymore.
I suddenly felt tired. I get tired of pushing myself to him, I get tired of getting hurt and not being able to express it because it was my choice. I feel hurt and I pity myself that until now, I am begging for love.
“No, it would be risky for my dad. Veronica please, I didn’t know Samantha would kiss me. I really don’t know,” he said while he was trying to get a hold of me but I refused. He didn’t try again.
I smiled at him with a tear in my eyes, “Its fine, I understand. I-I just, I want us to end. This is no good. I’ll talk to your father when he’s fine. I will explain it to him. Just please, please Xavier let’s stop this.”
Pity, it was the only thing that I feel inside. Pity for myself for staying to someone who couldn’t even give me assurance. For staying despite the unnecessary and unrequited love. Despite the pain and the humiliation.