Lie To Me

Chapter 5: 05

After finishing my meal, I went straight to my room. I just locked myself inside and didn’t came out the

whole afternoon. I just pretended to be tired and wanted to rest so they wouldn't bother me anymore.

Lying on my bed, I stared blankly at my ceiling. I don't know why I'm in this place again. Even though I

don't want to go home, there is a force pulling my leg to go home.

I have sworn of not coming back to this place even though I was born and raised here. I feel like I’m not

safe in this place, but seeing myself in this same place again overwhelmed my insides.

The next morning, I pushed myself to have a walk. I walked around our subdivision for almost an hour

and when the sun got irritating on my skin, I decided to go back home.

It's Thursday and I don't have any plans of going out. If I hadn’t just gotten used to running every

morning I wouldn’t have come out. As much as possible I don’t want anyone to know I’m home. I would

be especially irritated if someone were to tease me, more than the irritation I get from my younger

brother.

"Don't you have any plans to go out? I'm being examined by the way you look like you've been lying

here on the sofa all day and your cellphone is full," I said to my brother.

"I have nothing to do outside," he replied. "And then if you don't want to see me, you're in your room.

I'm quiet here." it's still howling.

I just ignored it and went straight to the kitchen. I caught up with Mom there.

"Aren't you planning to take a walk outside?" Question it immediately.

I shook. "I'm too lazy to go out."

"What a waste of your vacation if you don't go out. Can you visit your friends?" Mama suggested.

"They're busy, Ma."

"Edi on the week. How long will you leave?"

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"It's also a long time, just text them so you can prepare when you'll meet."

"Later." My answer. I said goodbye here going up to my room.

I'm wondering whose friend I’m going to contact. My contacts only contain a few names and most of

them are my co -workers in Manila. And your friends say mama has long had no connection with me.

"Reysa." the only friend I think I can go to or invite to come over. It's just that I'm not sure if her number

is still active. It's been a year since the last time I contacted her on this number and after that it hasn't

happened again.

I tried calling it but your network operator he was using was answering.

I stared at my phone when a memory flashed back.

"Hello, Ja. Did you get a call?" She answered after my third try.

"Sa ..." I called between my sobs.

"Hey, what happened? Why are you crying?"

"He did it again, he did it again." I confessed.

"My God." She muttered. "Where are you, I'm going with you."

"No. II am fine. 'I'm here at home, don't go."

"Fuck! What's wrong with that Russell and he's always treating you like that. It's milk! My God, Jianna.

Leave that alone, I hope you'll come to your senses. You don't deserve everything anymore. of the

foolishness he does to you. " She said.

My crying got louder because I knew he was right and he didn’t just once tell me about waking up to

the truth but I didn’t listen. I didn't listen to him and I still chose what my heart wanted.

"I should have listened to you." I uttered.

I left my phone and turned on my laptop. I will only message him on Facebook.

I logged in on my account that had been inactive for over a year now. When I decided to shut everyone

in my life, all the means that could connect me to them were also included. All my social media

accounts have been deleted except for my Facebook. Why, I also don’t know.

I immediately clicked the search bar and typed Reysa's full name. I didn't waste any more searching for

his name in my inbox because it was definitely covered up. To see that I have a better message is

boring to my eyes.

"I'm home. Are you busy?" I typed after reaching her name. She's online about two hours ago and it's

just past nine in the morning, she's probably at work so maybe this afternoon or afternoon she can read

my message.