AMELIA'S POV
"then did she begged you to come home?" Philip asked. We're now going back and it's a long walk indeed plus it's already dark. I'm so tired.
"I clearly don't know" I answered as I am too tired to speak. Tired from a the crying.
"Can you walk? I feel like you can't" Philip said and as I look back on him, he looks so tired as well.
"both of us can't walk" I chuckled. He didn't even laughed nor smile. I look at him and just hit him lightly ,"don't worry about me, I can manage"
"I doubt that, Miss" he responded and walked infront of me and offered me his back ,"I'll give you a piggy bank ride"
I am so surprised. I know for sure that he's tired as well. First from looking for me and me making him as a pillow as I sleep.
Instead of hopping on his back, I just walked passed through him.
"let's just go" I sais but in my surprise, he pulled my hand and pulled me closer to him as we both walked.
I looked at my hand and he's holding it very lightly.
"don't disappear again" he murmured but I clearly can hear it.
I pulled my hand out of his hand as I feel like it's very watery. I think he noticed it and said sorry.
Why is he sorry though?
"today is pretty tiring" I said after the long silence.
"you must have a good rest tonight. You did well" he answered. Those simple sentences mad my heart happy. Like there's something on his sentences that can make you feel safe.
"Philip?" I called.
"hmm?" he responded. I love how he responds everytime I call him.
"am I heavy when I leaned unto you as I sleep earlier?" I asked. I am just very curious.
"no, not at all. You're as light as the feather" he answered that's why I laughed.
"you must be kidding me, I'm so heavy there's no way I'm just as light as the feather" I answered.
"for real, you're not heavy. I can even carry you now, come" he said and tried to carry me but I just ran while laughing.
"don't run, I'm not a monster" he said from the back but I just kept on running while laughing in the middle of the empty street with couple of street lights at midnight.
I looked back and saw that he's coming while laughing as well.
"you're a monster" I joked and ran.
I know for sure that I'm not a great runner and if Philip would like to catch me, he can catch me anytime but he's just taking his time — purposely.
"careful, Amelia!" I heared him shout. I looked back and he's not running anymore.
I stopped running and looked at the empty street, there's literally no one here. Maybe because it's already midnight.
But then I like this. Just peace and quiet. I felt the breeze of the wind and I it made everything more perfect.
The empty streets, the dimmed street lights, the cold breeze, the late night, and him.
I stopped and waited for him, as I wait I tried to calm down as I am panting.
When he reached me, he pulled something from his pocket and used it to wipe away my sweat.
"this kid" he laughed ,"you're happy?"
I nodded.
"then I am happy" he answered.
I took the handkerchief from his hands and wiped my own sweat as we continue to walk.
"right, let me visit you once as well" I said. He always visits me but I never really visited him even once.
He looked so shock. Why?
"why? is something wrong?" I asked. He just shrugged.
"no, just—just don't visit me. I'm too shy" he answered.
What's there to be shy about? he looks expensive though, I doubt that he's unfortunate in life like me. He must be living in a very beautiful house that I can't afford.
But then, it's his choice. There's nothing that I can do about it.
"okay" I just smiled at him.
We reached my shop and before I can even enter my shop, he gave me the paper bag which he has been holding the whole day.
"don't disappear again, Amelia. If it's already super heavy, just remember that I am here with you. Don't carry it all by yourself, you can tell me about it anytime. Philip is always here, okay? I'll visit you again tomorrow, just rest for now" he said and without him waiting for my response, he already ran and left. I just looked at him disappear and looked at the paper bag.
I smiled seeing my favorite foods.
I am already so hungry.
The next morning, I prepared Philip's favorite. Pasta and I prepare some coffee for him as he said that he'll visit me again.
"the apples, right!" I said as I remembered the apples that he gave me. It's on the paper bag as well, I couldn't eat it yet as I said that I'll share it with Philip.
I sliced the Apples into bite size and placed it into a cute plate as well.
After that, I set up the table. I looked at my wall clock and it's only 6am, he usually go here for 7am like that.
I waited and waited and waited and waited.
"where could he be?" I asked and looked at the clock, it's already 7:15am ,"he must be just late"
I stood up and prepared another coffee as it's already cold. I just drank both cups so that I won't throw it away.
After preparing the coffees, I looked at the clock and it's already 7:30am.
"he's just late" I told myself.
I made myself busy and tried to paint as I wait for him. I painted the set up that I prepared.
I was too focused that I forgot about the time.
Well, I finished my art and Philip is still not here. I looked at the clock and it's already 11am.
I looked at the foods on the table and they're already cold.
"is he not coming?"