AMELIA'S POV
"you did a good job, Amelia. There's nothing wrong with you" I told myself as I continue to walk with a heavy heart.I clearly told myself that I am not a loser but here I am, keeps on crying over spilled milk. I couldn't get a job, and I feel so bad.My whole day is pretty tiring and as I walk back home, I can feel my heart feels heavier.Things are not going on how I plans them to be. I looked at the sky and there are a lot of stars.Funny because the stars begin to get blurry and that's when I realize, I'm starting to cry.I looked down and stared at my shoes which are already worn out as it is already old.And then I saw a man sitting right outside my store.He's wearing a very thick coat and a boots, I know for sure that he's not from our street. He smells expensive, he looks so rich. As in rich, rich.He's sleeping and I saw how handsome he is. He has this face that can be admired by many people.I was about to unlock the door but he's on the way. I also can't push him as he is too heavy."Mister, wake up. Mister, can you hear me?" I kept on tapping him but there's no sense of him waking up.PHILIP'S POVI'm awake. I'm already awake the moment I saw a woman crying but in my shock, she approached me.Is she the owner of this little cute shop?Then why is she crying?I mean, I was asleep since I was waiting for the owner and then I woke up as I heared some sob. I easily get awake.I felt a light tap on my shoulders, it's very light, like feathers."Mister, wake up. Mister, can you hear me?" I heared her ask. Her voice is so soft that I could doze off from sleep again. It's very soothing, won't she talk again? I wanna hear it even one more time.I felt that she took a sit beside me. I gave her a glance and she's so beautiful too. Even though I just saw her side profile plus it's kinda dark here, I still saw how gorgeous she is.I heard her sighed. She hugged her knees and put her head on top of her knees."if only life is so easy" she talked. Is she talking to me?"Amelia, get use to it. Life is not easy but you're tough, you can do this. There's nothing you cannot do" she talked again.Okay, so she's talking to herself?"I wonder how people in the palace live. Are they happy all the time? I guess so, I'm jealous. How does it feel to live there? magical?" she kept on talking and here I am, enjoying how her voice calms me down."no, they're not happy all the time" I replied.AMELIA'S POVI am shocked. I looked at the guy beside me and he's already awake. His blue eyes are looking directly at me."uhm, why not?" I asked."because people there also have problems. It's not like in the fairytales and books and movies. There's more than that, it's crazy" he talks like he literally lives there. Plus, his voice is so deep I could die."how did you know?" I asked out of curiosity."I just knew" he shrugged and leaned comfortably unto my door.I did the same."so, what's wrong?" I heared him asked."everything is wrong. Nothing is going right like how they are supposed to be" I answered. He's still a stranger so I better not over share anything about me."no, everything is happening on how they're supposed to be. There's always a reason why something happens and be it a good or bad thing, embrace it" he answered.I looked at him."who are you, really?" I asked, "I mean, your words feels like you're not a normal one. I'm not saying that you're abnormal or anything, it's just that I feel like you're different""I am not an alien though" he just simply answered."well, you have the face and also the brain. What about me? I have the struggle" I leaned again but why does it feel like it's not the door that I am leaning unto?I slowly looked back and saw that I am already leaning at the shoulders of this guy. I quickly stood up."I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it" I apologized quickly.I just heard him chuckle and he stood up as well."it's fine. It's fine" he smiled."now that you're standing, you're so tall" I admired."and you're so short" he teased. I just gave him a meaningful look."sooo, why are you here?" I asked. He gave me a glance and I just smiled."to buy that" he answered and pointed out the palace painting. My eyes grew wide and my smile became wider. Okay, I look like a creep.He looked down and smiled, he looked again at me and put his eyebrows up and down at a very fast pace."you're that happy?" he asked."I am beyond happy" I answered and jumped over and over again to express how happy I am.And then for a moment, I stopped smiling ang jumping."is this true though?" I asked, just to be sure."it is true, Miss. I've been here for hours waiting for the owner to arrive" he answered and gave me a look which says that I should believe him.It has been a year or even years since someone bought my painting that is why now that someone really wants to buy it, I'm doubting."but why my painting?" I asked."why not?" he asked and put his hands on both of his pockets."are you really the owner? I'm doubtful" he teased.I showed him the key to my store and wiggled it."I am" I smiled. He chuckled.AMELIA'S POV"so, you don't have electricity?" I heared Philip asked. Yes, his name is Philip. I looked back and I saw him playing with the candle on top of the table. I finished making the coffee since it looks like he's about to play with a lot more things from here after playing with the candle.Is this his first time seeing a small shop? it looks like he's very amazed by it. He even said wow the moment I let him enter my shop. "yes and please don't play with that, it's the last candle that I have" I said and put the cup in front of him."then how are you going to live? you don't have electricity plus you don't have a work" he asked. He looks very innocent."I am living right now. And thanks to you, I'll have an income since you'll be buying my painting" I answered and took a sip from my coffee, he did the same.I am too nervous as it's my first time making a coffee for someone. My mom and my brother never let me do it, they'd rather buy some coffee outside. Clearly, I don't know
PHILIP'S POV"where have you been going to all this time?" Miss Sarah asked the moment I stepped inside my room."outside, I just bought some painting" I answered casually. She doesn't know anything about Amelia but I am planning to tell her. "painting? you already bought a lot" she answered. She looks so frustrated.I opened the empty room which is supposed to be the room where I paint but then I lost my interest on it years ago already. I placed the painting beside many paintings which I bought from Amelia.It is not true that my cousin bought it. It was me all along. I told her that I will help her from her financial problems but she don't want to. She won't accept the money. She said that she will do it, she said that she will earn the money and support herself. I was so frustrated that's why I decided to just buy her paintings and I know that she won't accept it if she knew that it's just my way on helping her. That's why I don't want her to paint hard things, I just kept on
AMELIA'S POVI spent the whole day staying under the shade of the tree. This is where I find my peace in the midst of the chaos.Instead of dealing with those problems, I'd like to just run away from them. It's not that it's something that I would like to do, it's just that I don't feel like I have the energy to face them since everything feels so tiring to me. I tapped my face over and over again. "should I go back now?" I asked myself."yes" someone answered.In my shock, I looked back without even thinking anything. And in my surprise, I saw Philip. He's holding some paper bag and he looks so tired.I looked at him and he looks so exhausted. He's covered with sweat but still, he have that smile on his face which constantly makes me smile too. "you're here" I said."because you're here" he answered. He sat down beside me."why did you ran away?" he asked while wiping away his sweat."am I obliged to answer that?" I asked."no," he answered and looked at me ,"I know in my heart th
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 mu
"Philip!" Dad shouted. "no, Dad. I will never do that" I stood on my opinion. He wants me to marry the daughter of King of another country."Let him be, Henry" Mom stood in the middle of me and Dad as he is about to punch me again.I already received multiple punches today, yey?"phil" my little sister approached me, she's crying. I hugged her and tapped her on the back. She doesn't deserve to witness all of thi. She doesn't deserve to witness how Dad beat me up.This might trigger her, this might be a trauma for her. She's too young."Mom, go get Sophie. Just leave us alone" I said and passed Sophie to her. "Phil" she called, not wanting to leave. "Mom, Sophie is here. Don't let her have a trauma" I said and gently pushed her.I saw Sophie cry and it breaks my heart too. She's stretching her small hands to me, wanting to touch me. But I just smiled at her. °•"does it hurt so bad?" Mom asked as she treat my wounds."just follow your Dad's order" Miss Sarah suggested. They're both
AMELIA'S POV"You're not fine" I said, Philip keeps on saying that he's fine but I am sure that he is not. How an he say he's fine while he has those wounds and bruises all over her face, plus his stomach hurts.He just gave me a weak smile "I'm fine, Amelia. Don't worry""how can I not? you look so tired and weak and you're hurt. Tell me what happened?" I asked as I sit next to him, he just don't want to tell me and acts so strong.He looked at me and gave me a small smile, "promise me you won't tell anyone?""I promise" answered again. I sat comfortably and listened to him. I heared him chuckle so I creased my forehead ,"you're already hurt and yet you still have the energy to laugh? wow""of course. Just because I'm hurt doesn't mean I'll dwell on it right? I should still be positive even if everything keeps on crashing down at once" he looked at me with his eyebrows up as if asking me if he's right or not ,"hmm?""yeah, right" I answered, giving up. "So, what's wrong? what happene
PHILIP'S POVDay's have passed so fast that we didn't noticed it that tomorrow would be Amelia's birthday.I've also been counting the days that I first met her and it has already been 11 months, close to one year. Nothing changed actually. We're still friends and she still didn't know about my feelings.Mom then already got used to me going outside the castle and going home late. Dad is still like that, he still beats me up. Amelia on the other hand already have a lot of clients lately. Her art business is going fine and going much better than before. She can pay her own rent now without me buying her arts and I am so proud of her.She's saying that she won't prepare anything for her birthday since she will be saving it for the opening of her coffee shop.I've been pushing her to go pursue her newly found talent that she can actually turn into a business. She can make very delicious coffees and now, we're at that point in where we're making the menu. "Mom what can I give Amelia?"
AMELIA'S POVPhil is acting so weird. He said that he missed me. He's being childish again and it's not something new to me already. He acts childish from time to time and who am I not to play along. I hugged him back and I felt that he buried his face on my shoulders. He loves to do that, whenever he hugs me, he always do that. "did something happen, Expensive Philip?" I asked. He just shook his head and he parted from the hug. "I just missed the best artist Lia" he answered snd hugged me again with his face buried on my shoulders. He's acting like a baby again so I just got along with it. "it's already 9pm, Phil. I'm tired, I wanna rest" I answered. I had to finish a big painting for tonight and I made it for about 8 hours which is pretty tiring. "can I stay here? even just for a while and I'll go home" he insisted. I parted from the hug and pushed his shoulders so that he'll look at me. "it's late. We're both tired, just go home and take a rest as well, okay Phil?" I asked