Just Because It Happened

Chapter Eight: Feel Better.

Chapter Eight: Feel Better.

I was shocked by his answer for about a second. I just want to stop the silence between us so I opened up a topic and this happened. Gosh! Now, he looked sadder. I should have asked another question for him! Why didn’t I thought about that?

“I’m s-sorry,” I stuttered.

He stepped in the break and look at me. “Don’t say sorry, you’re just asking.”

I inhaled and avoided his look to me. I played with my fingers because I felt guilty even though I don’t have to.

“We are here,” he said.

I looked up at the window and saw that we are on a bridge. It was so quiet here that the cold night makes even dreadful for him. His aura makes me sad too, I can feel what he was feeling too.

“Why are we here?” I asked him.

He did not answer my question, instead, he handed me a can of beer.

“Let’s drink,” he offered me.

I accepted the can, opened it and so he did too. We drink without us speaking. We just cherish the cold weather and the nice beer we are drinking. I didn’t bother to ask because I might trigger another question that might bother him again.

Later, I heard him silently sobbed. I was about to look at him when he grabbed my arm. “D-don’t look at me!” he begged.

And so I didn’t, I just let him cry while I listen to him. I want to look at him and hug him to make him feel better but I give him time to cry because maybe that's all he asks for. He needs a shoulder to cry on.

“Today is their death anniversary. . .” He said.

My heart tightens and I felt like wanting to look at him but I stopped myself because I know if I do that, he’ll stop telling his side.

“It’s been four years since that accident happened and until now, I can’t move on,” his voice broke at the last words he was saying.

My eyes watered as I was listening to him. It was heartbreaking, I know that if this happened to me, I will be this miserable too. I don’t know if I can move on from that situation and I can say that Mr. Davids is strong because he handles this for four years.

“I build so many dreams with them. I want to grow old with my wife, I want to see my daughter marries the man he loves but how will it happen if they already leave me?” he was full of resentment. This time, I can’t take it anymore, I turned my head to him and hug him with my arms.

I didn’t expect him to hug me back. I just want him to feel that there’s someone who was listening to him.

“If they are alive right now, maybe we had another c-child. Maybe my daughter's attending school n-now. It really h-hurts. I want to die, if my mom wasn’t there for me, I would definitely kill myself because I don’t want to continue living!” he cried loudly.

I hugged him even tighter. It’s okay even if my shoulder was full of his tears, I just want to comfort him. This is the first time I have meet a lonely man like him.

“Shh, don’t say that. Think about it, if your wife saw how miserable you are, what do you think how she was feeling? Because if I were her, I would certainly be sad and blame myself for ruining your life.” I hushed him.

He didn’t answer, but when he hugged me back, I feel like my heart suddenly at ease. Because I know that what I have said has an impact on him.

“Y-you think so?” he asked as if he were a child asking his mother.

“Yeah,” I replied.

He loosens his hug me and quickly wiped off his tears. He laughed as if there’s nothing happened but his laugh, I know it wasn’t happy.

“I’m sorry for crying. Believe me, I don’t have any friends to cry on. Yeah, I have some male friends but every time I opened upon them, they always laughed at me. What great friends I have, I don’t know why I become friends with them!” he laughed again.

He drank another on his can and look at me with sad eyes. “Should I move on?”

I nodded, “You should.”

He smiled, “Yeah, I hope I can.”

He turned his head and look outside the window. I know he was a bit ashamed because he cried in front of me but I just smile at that thought. I think he felt much better when he cried on my shoulder. And I feel great for comforting a sad person. This is greater than watching my favorite k-pop male group.

We stayed there silently until I fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw him scrolling on his phone. I rubbed my eyes and was surprised when I saw that we were in front of my apartment!

“Gosh!” I exclaimed.

He turned his attention to me. “At last, you’re finally awake,” he said and yawned.

“Why didn’t you wake me?!”

He shrugged his shoulder. “You are wide asleep, why should I?”

I rolled my eyes, “What time is it?”

“2:00 a.m.”

I nodded, “Oh well, it’s just 2:00 am. What?!” My eyes widened and immediately get off the seatbelt.

“Easy, it’s okay, I fell asleep too.”

“Nope, you should go home, we have work tomorrow!” I hurriedly get out of the car.

He was about to get off too but I stopped him. “Go home now! Sleep well!”

I was about to run when he called me.

“Mara!”

I stopped and turned my head, “Why? Don’t say anything just go—” I didn’t finish what I was saying when he continued.

“You made me feel better,” he said.

What really caught my attention is when he smiles.

But this time, it was genuine.