The Red Flags:

Girl: Hey, your phone is off the whole day, what’s wrong?
Boy: It was on. I don’t know what happened. My account, maybe!

(Blame the telephone company)

The other day:

Girl: I left five messages on your voicemail but you didn’t call back.
Boy: I haven’t check my voicemail yet, been busy. Sorry about that.

(Keep himself busy)

Saturday Night: (On their date)

Girl: (He was late. She was looking straight into his eyes and didn’t say anything)
Boy: (He looked away) I’m sorry. My sister requested me to babysit her kids…

(Girl: When did you accept your sister’s request about babysitting? )

On Friends Gathering:

Boy:  Meet Lyza, my best-friend’s old batch-mate.
Girl:  (Aww-, okay!)

Unexpected plan:

Boy: I’ll be away for the weekend. My phone will be off.
Girl: (I can’t come, right?)

Girl: (I know)

The Break-Up:

Girl: I’m not a fool okay?
Boy: What?
Girl: Don’t bullshit me.
Boy: (Blame it on PMS) Did you just have your period?
Girl: (Annoyed) Let’s stop this. There’s no point.
Boy: Stop what?
Girl: (More annoyed) ..this relationship. (She said straight)
Boy: You don’t love me anymore?
Girl: (Pissed) Why are you pretending that you’re not seeing somebody else? (She yelled, scream at the top of her lungs)
Boy: (looked down) I was not seeing anybody. Why would I do that to you? (Deny to the max)
Girl: (Her face was too red, ready to explode. Breathe. Hands on her hips. Walking back and forth. Tears ready to shed but she controlled it)
Boy: If that’s what you want, it’s up to you.
Girl: (Got pissed… she punched his nose and leave)
Boy: Ouuch!

Three nights after, the effect of break-up made her face depressed. For five and half years they’ve been on  together for what she called perfect relationship. She felt more betrayed than being lost in love. She felt cheated than being a woman who lost her love partner. She cried at night, took a sleeping pill to be able to sleep. When she woke up, she cried again. For one week, she didn’t call anyone. She opened a book but pretended to read it, she couldn’t understand what it says. Her cheating ex called, left a message. She ignored it. Her best-friend called, messaged her, emailed and almost broke the door of her  two bedroom condominium downtown. “Open the door before I break it”. She opened it, she burst out. “Oh girl, I know…,”

Six months after….

Boy: Hey…
Girl: ( Hey, yourself..) Hi!
Boy: Can we talk?
Girl: What for?
Boy: Us
Girl: (She walked away)
Boy: (He blocked her way)
Girl: There’s no us.
Boy: I made a mistake.
Girl: Everybody does.
Boy: Please, can we talk about it.
Girl: No.
Boy: Can you give me another chance.
Girl: No.
Boy: I beg.
Girl: Beg…
Boy: Please, I’m sorry.
Girl: It doesn’t matter.
Boy: Does it mean…that…
Girl: No.
Boy: I made a mistake, I’m sorry…can we..be..?
Girl: The answer is no.
Boy: What made you become a heart of stone?
Girl: You.