So now you're gone
And I was wrong
I never knew what it was like
To be alone on a Valentine's Day
The memories of him still floods my mind. I could still perfectly remember his face, the sound of his laugh, the familiar scent of his perfume and his angelic smile that sends cliche butterflies in my stomach. I could still perfectly remember him and those memories he shared with me like it was just yesterday.
But now he'll just remain a memory to me, he'll just be a part of my past and will never be a part of my future. It's very hard to accept that he's no longer here to wake me up in the morning with his sweet voice, cheer me up when I am down or just be with me and fill my heart with delight.
Today couples celebrate what they call Valentine's Day. Everyone is happy on this ate except for me.
Because this day reminds me of that tragic accident four years ago where the only love of my life was taken away from me.
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It was a chilly evening and Mike and I decided we'd just celebrate Valentine's Day in my place mainly because we wanted to avoid the busy and crowded restaurants and malls.
I was at the kitchen preparing dinner when the phone rang. "That must be Mike calling," I said to myself. I quickly washed my hands and dried it up with a towel then I went to the living room and picked up the phone.
"Chaz I'll be there in a few minutes, wait for me okay?"
I was right, it was Mike calling.
"Don't eat our dinner all alone okay?'' Mikey said then followed by a chuckle. His chuckle never ceased to make my heart skip a beat.
"I cooked a dinner for two people , I can't eat it all by myself and besides I'm not the one who has a big appetite here!" I retorted.
"Alright, alright just save this whole who-has-the-bigger-appetite debate for later, I just called to let you know that I'll be their in a few minutes."
"`Kay. Drive safely Mike, bye!''
"Bye Chaz, I love you."
"I love you too, Mike." I pressed the end button of the phone then placed it in its cradle. Just then I accidentally knocked off a picture frame with my hand and it fell to the floor. The crashing sound of the frame made my heart beat faster, I can't understand why I'm feeling like this. It's like I feel there's something bad that's about to happen.
The picture in it was from our summer vacation at Long Island Beach. The picture always remind us of our perfect summer vacation after we confessed our love for each other. But now the only thing that reminds us of our perfect summer vacation was now lying on the floor with shards of glass surrounding it.
"Careful next time Chester." I whispered to myself as I bent down to pick the picture.
"Ow". I suddenly felt a stinging sensation on my left index finger. When I saw my left index finger it was already dripping blood.
I then rushed to the kitchen and washed the cut on my finger and opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a band-aid and wrapped it around the cut so it will stop bleeding. After that I cleaned the mess in the living room. I swept all those shards of glass then put the picture on the center table and walked to the kitchen to continue cooking Corn Soup-- Mike's favorite.
It was past nine o'clock and Mike hasn't arrived yet. It was an hour ago since the last time he called me. It shouldn't take him this long to come here because my place is just a twenty-minute ride from his place.
"A few more minutes, Chester. Calm down. Mike must have an explanation why it took him this long," I thought to myself.
The phone then suddenly rang and I scurried to the living room to pick up the phone. The caller must be Mike, it had to be him.
"Mike!" I said excitedly to the phone.
"Uhm, Mr. Chester Bennington this is not Mike Shinoda, this is Police Officer Joe Hahn of Los Angeles Police Department. Something terrible happened to your friend Mr. Mike Shinoda and he was taken to the hospital."
The instant I heard the police officer say he was taken to the hospital my insides sudenly froze and I felt dizzy. I tried to speak but no words came out. My hands suddenly became clammy and shook furiously.
"Mr. Bennington are you still there?"
"Uh, yeah I am still here. Please officer tell me what happened to Mike." At last the words came out of my mouth. Even my voice was shaking.
"I think it's better for you to come to the accident area so that we can tell you the exact details of what happened and so that you can take home Mr. Shinoda's things left inside his car. Here is the address of where the accident happened..."
And he gave the address then I hurriedly went there using my car.
What I saw in the accident area petrified me. It was beyond what I imagined, I swear I could have fainted right there where I stood. When I saw Mike's car and a massive cargo truck rumpled together like sheets of paper effortlessly crumpled together I doubted if Mike could still survive the accident. But a part of me hopes he would still survive the accident.
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Yehey sa wakas natapos ko din ang Part One!! xD Comments, suggestions? At kung may grammatical errors man I'll really appreciate it if you'd tell me :) Thanks!
edit: para hindi kayo ma-confuse this is actually a Linkin Park fanfiction and yes, this story is a Yaoi Story (guy to guy romance) :)
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