over again, fifteen step

over again
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his gaze was heavy. little drops of perspiration could be spotted at the side of his face his breathing was getting heavier and longer. like he is getting ready to drop the bomb. he took a deep breath and blurted out.
i was involved in the same accident as christian.
after his outburst, he seemed as though a heavy load had lifted from his shoulders and dawned upon me. my head felt heavy, my shoulders felt heavy, my legs felt heavy. my whole body was paralyzed by the news. even my voice didn't seem to be working. all i could do was stare back at him with eyes wide open and mouth agape. exactly like what happened when i got the news from the hospital about christian, my dear christian.
hey, say something. he whispered.
christian? christian glenn? i muttered
yes. i was with him when he called you.
so why are you here? what are you doing?
my head still spun from the news. why is he telling me this now? after all these time. so he know me through christian?then what is he really here for?
listen. on that day, it was a raining heavily. the highways were filled with car and bikes accident. however, it's as though nothing happened, cars and bikes sped on. i was one of the drivers speeding with a group of my friends for the thrill. with the rain pouring down, the windows blurred. we could only see about ten feet in front of us. then my friend in front of me crashed. by instinct, to avoid the crash, i swerved and my car got out of control. it went to the on coming traffic. then a car crashed into mine and and driver flew out the window and rolled onto the floor. the man's body was covered with shards. immediately i dialed the ambulance while walking towards him. instead of cursing or swearing all he said to me was, 'can you reach out to my pocket and get my phone for me?' i ended the call and did it for him. he was much calmer than i was. when i got him his phone he asked, 'help me call bunnychristine.' i dialed the number and placed the phone beside his ear and he made his speech. his eyes was closed and his faced showed pain. after saying the words 'love you' he looked at me. i removed the phone. i was taken aback by his reaction. he had a strong gaze that seemed to be able to look through my soul. after a second he looked relieved. then he said, 'do me a favour will ya?' i nod my head. i could only nod my head. from the way i see it, he already had one leg in the grave. 'accompany me to the hospital, and stay with me. when you see my wife, help me take care of her.' i agreed. 
he stopped talking and looked at me. i could feel the tears at the brim of my eyes. it blurred my vision but i look straight back at christ, prompting him to continue. he took another deep breath and continued.
at the hospital i was outside the operation room, praying for him to be alright. for 2 hours i paced back and forth in front to the room. thinking how should i explain it to his wife if i ever got to see her. then he was pushed out. i followed the doctor and nurses as he was pushed him to the ICU untis. the doctor then explained. he don't have much time left. only till the morning at most. the doctor left after finishing what he said. for me i was only starting to get a grip of what had happened. i dragged my legs towards him. 'hey, i didn't get your name.' his eyes fluttered open and mumbled,'christian glenn tyler. will you keep your promise?' again, i nodded my head. he then passed me his phone. at that point of time i didn't open it i just slide it in my pocket. just then i heard a woman shouting for his name so i left and stood some distance outside the room and saw you running in.
he finished.
then why after all these time only now then you tell me? why one year later?
i only followed what was written in his phone. he got to typed what he wanted me to do in the phone that he passed me. everything out in detail. just not what happened last night.
he took out a phone from his pocket. that motorola phone that he refused to change no mater what i told him. with the mobile strap of half a star with my name craved on it. that's his phone.it's christian's phone. christ held the phone in front of me, prompting me to take it. my hands trembled. i reached out for the phone with my shaking hands. the password, it's the combination of our birthdays. i pressed the buttons, then our wedding photo appeared on the screen. i broke. it's his phone. it's really christian's phone. what christ said is the truth. he had indirectly killed christian. i gripped the phone so hard that my fingers hurt. the tears that i have been holding up overflowed from my eyes. i leaned down so that my head was in between my knees. even though it was an accident the irrational part of me said that it was christ that had killed christian.
i mumbled can you leave? 
what
i looked up at him, my eyes probably red.
leave me, now. go.
christine.
GO! GO AWAY!
i held his hands up, like a surrender sign.
okay. just know i am a phone call away.
with that, he turned around his hands in his pocket and he walked away and i know that would be the last time i will ever see him again.
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hey, that's all for today!!
sorry for the cliff hanger.
but i was really brain dead back then.
anyways though it's the afternoon,
sleep early yeah?
bye midnight bunnies!!(: