Wednesday, April 20, 2005
jane was a typical college girl
who enjoyed life to the fullest.
she loved her boyfriend so much
and would text him every now and then.
mark was jane's boyfriend
who worked in a call center in los angeles.
he was always busy doing so many things
and only manage to reply to
jane's texts when he got off from work each day.
once, mark receive a message from
jane : "hi baby! how are you?
i miss you! call my house
when you get home.. take care!
i love you!"
mark ignored the message
because he always received
the same message whenever it is
time for him to go home from work.
"honey, i miss you.. did u eat yet?
take care when you get home!
i'll be waiting for your
call.. i love you!"
"honey, where are you?
its unfair that you dont reply
to my texts... well, i'm just gonna
wait for your call.. i love you!"
mark reaches home and lay on his bed.
little did he know that that was the last time
he'd be reading jane's message.
he was so tired he fall asleep
and wasnt able to return jane's call.
he could still hear his phone
beep but he was too
tired to even take a glimpse at his phone.
when he woke up the next day,
he remembered that he was supposed
to call jane. he ignored the messages
and dialled jane's house phone.
no one answered it.
he called up her handphone
and he was surprised that her
father answered the call.
from the conversation, mark could hear
the slight sobs between the words he spoke.
"mark, why havent you called?
jane was waiting for your call all night!"
"dad i'm sorry. i fell asleep. i was so tired
from work. i was calling your
house but no one answered.
where are you? can i come over?"
"just meet me at home."
mark went to jane's house and much to
his surprise he saw a lot of
people inside.
the house was so lighted
but you could see the gloom in
every person there.
he was greeted by jane's mom who was in tears.
she hugged mark tightly and cried on his shoulders.
"jane was waiting for you.
she didnt come with us because
she was waiting for your call.
she was killed by the burglar
who broke into our house.
she's gone, mark. she's gone."
"but thats impossible.. she messaged me just last night!
how could this happen!"
mark couldnt bring himself to
look who was in the coffin.
he couldnt move and it felt like
his whole body was stuck on
the chair he was sitting on.
he wanted to cry but it
seemed as if there was something
blocking his tears from falling.
he looked at his phone
and read the messages from jane.
"honey, i'm not going with my mom and
dad.. i'm just gonna wait for your call.."
"honey.. im so scared...
it seems like theres someone downstairs.
please call me now!"
"honey.. someones here.
they might kill me.
please call me now!
where are you? i need you here..."
"honey.. i love you! "
he wanted to shout
and cry out so loud.
up to her last breath and
she only thought about him.
he stared at jane inside the coffin.
suddenly tears started
flowing down his cheeks.
he couldnt say anything.
the only words he uttered...
"baby, i'm so sorry! if i had
known, i would have fought for you!
i'm really sorry! i love you so much!"
etched at 10:54 PM