“We’re over.” I stared at the words on my phone screen and I couldn’t believe it. I thought she was joking. We’ve been together for 5 years and I refuse to believe she would throw everything away just because she met some random guy. It doesn’t make sense.
I drove to her house right away. The drive was a long one, she lived in Manila and I had to come from Laguna, but we managed to make it work, at least I thought we did. All through the drive I think about what happened, what I did wrong. Was this my fault? We have been getting more distant the past few months, the distance and our work lives haven’t been the most forgiving to our relationship.
I think about the things I’m going to say. I don’t care what I need to do, I just want her back. I ring the doorbell 20 times to make sure she knows I’m there. Her sister is visibly annoyed when she answers the door. “Myra’s not here,” she says. I beg her to tell me where she is and after an hour she finally lets me know that Myra is at a spot in Manila bay. “She’s been going there a lot to think or something,” her sister explains.
I drive by the bay and I see her in her white dress. It’s what she wore on our first date. I’ll never forget how beautiful she looked then. I get out of the car and it looks like she’s talking to someone. If it’s the other guy then I hope he’s prepared for a fight. I clench my fists and my blood boils as I walk to her.
“I love you,” I hear her voice and my heart drops. This can’t be happening. Not now, not this fast. Who the hell is this guy that he just makes her drop 5 years of being with someone? I don’t care anymore I just see red.
I grab Myra by the arm and try to see who she’s talking to. It’s still dark but I think she was talking to someone in the water. “Raf no!” she tries to shove me away “You have to leave!”
“How could you do this to me? To us?!” The tears start falling down my face and they don’t stop. “Is this how little I mean to you?”
Suddenly, I feel something wet around my neck. I can’t see what it is, but I can’t breathe. I’m being suffocated and I don’t know what’s happening. “Stop, you’ll kill him!” Myra shouts and I think she tried to help me, but all I see is black.
I wake up the next morning by the bay. I still don’t know what happened and Myra and whoever she talked to is gone. I drive back to her house and her sisters say she didn’t come home last night and I’m still clueless. I’m worried and I tell her sisters. Whoever this guy is he’s violent and I don’t want her to be around that.
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Written by Karl Gaverza
Copyright © Karl Gaverza
Inspired by the Siyokoy Legends
Siyokoy (Tentacled) Illustration and Watercolor by Marc Magpantay
Tumblr: Glassy-draws.tumblr.com
