After a week and a half of dorm hunting, doubts, and unsettled heartbreak, Felix finally graduated high school, settling on Northerners as his choice.
It was bittersweet. Judging from how he looked in his photos, the poor guy seemed lost in thought in every shot—in some, he'd be on his phone, but no one knew why he looked under the weather, but it was obviously Gra—No! Test results! Yes, definitely the test results!
I mean, why would he care if Gray didn't greet him on his graduation like last year? Why would he even try to find Gray in the crowd while he was on stage? Pft... No way. After all, what mattered now was the ruthless, yet rewarding part of his pre-university journey—enrollment!
But for the time being, Felix was close to snapping a nerve after listening to Amor ramble for the past few weeks about how Felix had it worse than she did—well, she didn't say it like that, not exactly. But the implication definitely brushed against Felix's stream of thought. Now, his scrawny ankles were burning like crisp after being dragged around the square like some slave from ancient Egypt.
"I heard Tita's going to give me a new makeup set—ack!" Amor squealed, scrolling through her phone while Felix sluggishly followed behind, dragging five bags and grunting silently in the tropical heat.
"Ohhh, goodie," he sighed, rolling his eyes before pausing. "Amor, can we take a break?" A wave of relief swept over him as he dropped the bags, stretching as Amor stopped.
"God, we've been shopping for two hours! Look at me! I am a mess!" And he really was. Amor barely noticed his white sweat-soaked clothes and frenzied hair, amd every time Felix complained—
"You're fine," she waved it off.
"Besides, we won't be here much longer. Mom said they just arrived in Vigan and are on their way to town!"
That was quick, but it would still take about an hour before they reached Sinait. If the bus didn't stop for passengers, maybe they'd shave off a few minutes, and after that, they'd need a tricycle ride to reach the coast—if the tricycle was any good, that is.
Sinait was a small municipality, a not-so-recognized pebble of the province. Felix and Amor, unlike Gray who lived at the town square, lived by the seaside, specifically in Dadalaquiten Norte, a part of Sinait known for its dainty little tourist spot. It was a go-to place for casual summer outings because of its beautiful beaches and floating cottages.
"So, will they be staying?" If they were, maybe Matthew would add a little more flavor to Amor and Felix's—mostly Felix's—forlorn summer break.
"I'm not sure," Amor said, pinching her chin as she typed. "But it seems like it..." She added, staring at her screen for a few seconds before her gaze locked onto Felix.
He was just there...arms on his knees, looking in the blank with his mind darting from the edge of the world—and it's all about him, Gray. Why can't this man get a grip—ha...that was the problem. Gray anchored Felix...much as she hated his guts, she knew deep down that he made Felix happy, and yes, she despises her best friend's lack of self-respect, but she should understand. After all, she also went through the same tough spot, and ironically, Felix was the one who helped her out of there...
"Is it him? Again?" Amor sighed, sitting an ample distance from where Felix was. "
"Wha—Who?" Snapping back to reality, his surprised gaze was met with a scoff and a smile. It was one of the few luxuries everyone had, but to earn a genuine one accosted more than the diamonds in the world (at least that's what Felix believed).
He couldn't move on if he tried, and he has tried and there was that bleak unfortunate bitterness in the air each time he failed. Each tear he shed...waiting.
"He's gone, gone from your life...just accept that," it sounded harsher than Felix wanted it to sound—that reality, that frustrating fact! How is he just suppose to let years slide?
"I know I ju—"
"He already accepted that, why can't you?" And there was the question he always feared to answer. That exact sentence inched him closer to the thought that the lot of every modicum of memory was disposable—for him...for Gray.
"Felix...help yourself, he isn't your life," but he was his life—another part of his life. He was the fiber that embroidered Felix's heart—gosh... he's just... everything he ever wanted.
"Haa...I know I know," he sighed in surrender.
"Can we just get home?" He added, almost like a plea...like a beg, the last words before silence marred their conversation. The kind which Amor hated, so she took a deep breath and—
"Oh my god! We can give Mat a tour! I bet he'll love the beaches!"
Smirking, Felix rolled his eyes. As if Mat would enjoy that. "It's just a beach, Amor. You're overreacting. Besides, the last thing he'll want after a long trip is to walk around the barangay," Felix said before noticing his best friend's smug grin.
"You just want to show him off, don't you?"
"Nooo, I would never," Amor replied, but the glint in her eyes said otherwise. She wasn't the typical attention seeker, not a backbiter. She was more the meek, kinder kind of "mean girl"—the fun one. Felix didn't mind it, as long as she wasn't hurting other people.
Now, though, as she rifled through the bags, there was a distinctive warmth in her eyes, something Felix rarely saw—a flicker of sincerity, almost like a sister under pressure.
Come to think of it, she didn't have any siblings... other than Felix (brother-like at most), but they weren't blood-related. Huh... strange... Maybe meeting his cousin, Mat, meant more to her than she let on. It was easy to tell that she wanted Mat to like her, to be her friend. More than that, maybe she wanted a real brother, which was why she clung so closely to Felix. He seemed like he was the closest thing she had to an actual sibling.
"Do you think he'll like them?" Who knows? Maybe Mat wouldn't. But with this much effort? It was impossible not to appreciate it, though Felix wouldn't say that out loud—not to his best friend, at least.
"I mean, I wouldn't," he joked, shrugging with a sly grin. "I'm serious!" Amor protested, but Felix just giggled which made her impishly kick the pair of his shins.
"Alright, alright," Felix said, backing off with a smile. "Look, I'm sure he'll appreciate the gesture," he added, grabbing the rest of their belongings.
"Really?" Amor asked, her doubt clear.
Felix didn't know for sure, but he knew she meant well, and sometimes that was all that was needed to make someone happy. Giving her a reassuring smile, he pushed his hair back and grumbled, "Yes. Now call a tricycle, for heaven's sake."
"Ugh, fine."