Chapter 23

"Iha are you ok? Your nose are getting red." My grandmother noticed.

"Nothing Lola, I'm fine." I smiled.

I saw Yuri smirking at me like he's in good mood and about to spill stories to me.

I looked around and saw Hazel and Ciro talking, they're even laughing. Maybe I made the right decision.

"We are here to talk about the wedding."

I coughed when I heard my grandfather mentioned about the wedding.

I saw Carylle smiling at me, why are they even smiling? It pains me damn. Maybe they thought that I'd finally moved on.

"So Selena what theme do you like?" My grandmother asked me.

"Why me Lola? Ask Hazel instead I'm not the one who's going to marry." I said and looked down.

"Who said that I'm the one who's going to marry?" Hazel laughed.

Now I'm getting confused who's the one?

"Do I really missed everything when I went to states?" I laughed.

"Yeah, you missed half of your life." Kuya Tristan smirked.

"Then who's going to be married? You Kuya Anthony?" I asked confusedly.

"Nah, we need to buy a house first." He raised his two hands.

"Who is it then?"

"Is it Yuri?" Hazel laughed.

"No not me, I'm a good boy." Yuri chuckled.

Looks like a miss a lot huh? Hazel and my cousins are in good terms now. I'm happy about that, she deserves the love and attention.

"Is it me?" Kzarina smiled.

I was about to congratulate her when Kuya Mikko laughed.

"You don't even have a boyfriend."

"Is it Kuya Clifford?" Gino asked and scratched his chin.

"Why me? Maybe it's Kuya Tristan. He's old and you know he needs to release her sperm cell out."

We all laughed and looked at Kuya Tristan who's laughing too. I missed them!

"I'm doing something important it couldn't be me."

"Don't tell me it's Carylle?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Who am I going to marry then?" She laughed.

"Gio, our high school classmate." Yuri teased her.

"It's not me, I'm too young and pretty for that. Ask Kuya Mikko." She pointed her brother.

"I'm busy at making girls scream. Not in bed jerks." He laughed when he saw us laughing.

"In my basketball games. Maybe it's the one who's quiet." He whistled.

"Don't tell me it's Nicole, I'm going to beat his man's bal—"

"It's not me Ate Selena! Argh I'm just a kid." She raised her eyebrows.

"A kid with a boyfriend." Hazel laughed as she tease her youngest sibling.

"Stop playing around." Our grandmother said.

"It's you Selena, pick a theme because you are going to be married soon."

I was shocked and shook my head. It's not going to be me, I don't have any plans to marry someone because I can't get over to someone else.

"I can't." I shook my head.

"You can't back out. Your groom is already ready." My grandfather said in a baritone.

"It's Ciro Privino." He smiled.

I choked myself when I heard his name. What the hell is happening here? Are they informed? What about Hazel? Damn this overthinking!

"B-but he's going to marry Hazel." I said.

Hazel stood up and smiled at me.

"I'm not going to marry someone who didn't love me. Get what yours I gotta go now." She gave me a flying kiss.

I saw my cousins walking away together without parents. I saw Carylle and Yuri cheering me. I saw Ciro walking towards me, my knees starts to trembled.

"Don't miss this chance Selena. Be happy." My grandfather walked away.

A slow music starts to enter my ears and I saw Ciro held my waist.

"What's this all about." I asked coldly.

"Let's dance." That's just the thing he replied.

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful~

Stop me and steal my breath~

And emeralds from mountains that thrust towards the sky~

Never revealing their depth~

"I miss you Selena, please let's fix us." He whispered.

And tell me that we belong together~

Dress it up with the trappings of your love~

I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips~

Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above~

"We can't Ciro. You already have Hazel."

I'll be your crying shoulder~

I'll be love's suicide~

And I'll be better when I'm older~

I'll be the greatest fan of your life~

"Close your eyes baby." He ordered me.

I close my eyes and let him hug me.

"I can be a punching bag when you're not in the mood. I can be your chief to make you good foods. I can be your clown to make you feel happy." He said.

I sighed and let him continue.

"I can be your slave and I will serve the best I could. I can be a janitor to kept our house clean or a doctor to take good care of you every single day. I can be your tissue to wipe all of your tears. I can be a teddy bear to give you a hug every single night."

"Stop saying that—"

"I can be a soldier to fight for you, for us. I can be a bonfire to keep you warm at the coldest nights. I can be your anchor in every wave of our problems. I can be anything you want."

"Ciro please stop doing this, I don't want to hurt you more." I cried.

"If hurting me is your happiness you can hurt me more Selena."

"Ciro I don't want to hurt you."

"You still love me right?" He asked.

I could have said no. I should have said no but my traitor mind said yes.

"Let's continue everything Selena. Please let me love you, let me fight for us. Just don't leave again, don't leave me again love."