I would like to start my story by thanking all people who left nice comments and advice to me in my 3rd story " My Lover"-this one will be my part two and I'm happy to share it with you.
October 3 2006 (seven days after the death of Noel): this is the day when we bring Noel to his resting place Heaven's Gate in Bagio city. The night before, me and my family are on our way to Bagio city (we live in Manila city 8 hours away from Bagio).
I am sitting at the back of our van alone. My two sisters are sitting in the middle and my mother was sitting in front with my father driving. I was still in a state of denial that Noel was already dead and that the day after would be the last day that I can see his body.
I am looking at our picture in my mobile phone while crying remembering the days when we were together when we reached the Screw Mountain. I don't know the reason but as if there's someone calling me I look at the window and I see nothing and I ignore it.
I estimate it was 7:00 in the evening at that time that's why it was very dark. My father stopped by a small coffee shop. We went out of the car to have some food but I stayed outside the coffee shop to have some air.
I heard someone calling my name and it came from the car. I don't know if I was just imagining or if what I saw was real. At the back of the car same place where I was sitting I saw Noel. He was sitting there and looking at me. What I saw didn't scare me but instead it made me excited and happy.
I wanted to hug him and kiss him so I ran inside the car but when I reached the back seat he was not there. It made me really disappointed and very sad. I went out the car again and I told myself that I was just imagining things.
I was at the door to the coffee shop when I looked at the car again and to my amazement I saw Noel sitting at the back of the car looking at me. I was rushing to walk near the car but it seemed something stopped me and just wanted me to stay on my place and just look... So I did...
I saw Noel's face-it looked as if he was very pleased and looked contented and he was holding my mobile phone which I left inside the car maybe looking at our pictures.
Then he turned his head towards me and gave me the most beautiful smile I've ever seen... It seemed the smile of a person with no worries... No more hurting, pure innocence, contentment, peacefulness and happiness then his image slowly turned blurred until he was gone.
I was shock when I heard my father's voice "what are you looking at? And you look crazy smiling and crying to nothing!" Then I said " nothing papa I just miss Noel so much..."
Then he tapped my shoulder and we both went inside the car. When I reached the back seat I saw my mobile laying quietly at the corner. I picked it up and I was surprised to see that my wall paper was changed. It was now me and Noel's photo when we were at the Manila bay-walk with a sun at the background.
Even in death Noel made sure that he makes me happy in his ghostly way, he tells me that he is happy where ever he is now and he is always with me ('when I see him sitting at the back of the car it seams he wanted to say he was sitting there with me all the time').
The last smile he gave me that night, a SMILE that I will treasure for the rest of my life and I will give everything just to see that smile again! I miss him and love him much!
Thank you for reading...