Yza's POV

I'm here in the park sitting at a bench, waiting for nothing. I just want to think and be alone.

The park is a very special place for me because this is the place I spent my time bonding with that certain special someone, someone who understands me, who supports me and who is always there for me,

my dad.

But now he's already gone.

Why do all the people I love leave me? I am worthy to be loved, right? I asked myself while crying.

"Oopss, I'm sorry." The little boy said. It wasnt his intention to put ice cream on my dress. I wiped my tears and said, "it's okay little cutie boy" I said and smiled.

"Why are you crying?" He asked with a sweet and cute voice.

"Oh my, I'm not crying *laugh* by the way what is your name and where are your parents?" I asked

"Ji-bi, and you, ate p-re-ti?" He said stuttered

"Oh there you are! I said don't go far from me right?" A tall and lean figure said as he approched Javy, the little boy.

It's him. I suprisedly said in my head.

"Belle?" He said, face evidently shocked.

I tried to ignore him and stood up from where I was sitting. I bid goodbye to Javy and fled the scene as fast as I could.

But a soft touch held my wrist. It sent sparks throughout my body. It was terrifying how he's touch could still send shivers down my spine, how I can still remember the feel of his hand.

He pulled me to face him. His face contorted in worry and fear. He was about to open his mouth but I pushed him away. Seeing the hurt in his eyes, I wanted to say sorry but I stopped myself.

"I'm not belle!! I'm Yza!" I shouted, my voice strained. I felt the tears welling in my eyes.

I have to get out of here. I have to leave. I need to go.

So I ran away from him.

"Yza, is this what you want? To run away from all your fears?!" I crazily asked myself. I wanted to face my fears and problems, but how?? the Yza that I know is weak, very weak.

*Kring*Kring*Kring* my phone rang.

"Hello Dwayne?" I said with a weak voice.

"Yza are you crying? What happened?" Dwayne worriedly asked.

"I'm not okay Dwayne. I saw him in the park with a little boy. I accidentally saw him. But Dwayne, I don't know why. He came back but with a baby?! I don't know what to do Dwayne." And my tears continued streaming down my face.

"Yza you better talk him, instead of thinking negative thoughts. Because I know that you have many questions that he can only answer." Dwayne said.

"How can I talk him if he already has a son? I'm sure that he's fine now. He doesn't even care about me. About my feelings." I emotionally said.

"How can you be sure that the little boy is your ex's child?" She asked.

Why is Dwayne so sure that the little kid is not Arvy's child? It's like she knows all the hardships that I go through with Arvy? I curiously said in my mind.

"Yza are you still there?" Dwayne's said. I didn't notice that I was in a daze, thinking about things that is impossible to happen.

"Hmm. Ah-yes. Dwayne I just want to have some rest. My heads a mess right now." I said.

I lay down on my bed, the feeling of just wanting to sleep the rest of your life. To sleep and forget the pain I was feeling.

To forget him.

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