Heaven Sent

I heard three beeps and you were gone - your phone must have died. I felt a sudden gush of emptiness at that moment. I felt lonely. I slowly got off the bed and tried to locate my bed room slippers. The dark room was only lit by a tiny red light coming from the nearby television. It was chilly and all I can hear was the sound of the airconditioning unit I had on.

"Aha! Flashlight phone!", a moment of brilliance. I remembered that my new cheapy-cheapy SUN phone had a built-in flashlight.

I made two quick clicks and there it was.

"Let there be light!", I exclaimed.

I felt better for a moment. I took a few steps to the washroom door. I took a deep breath.

"What just happened?", I asked myself.

I clicked the light switch in the washroom. I looked at the bowl with blank stares. I took a leak and then quickly flushed. I later found myself looking at the mirror.

"Ano yan!!!! Tristan, umayos ka...", I said to myself.

I quickly examined myself. I looked drained by the earlier call. My eyes were now red. It was, in fact, starting to well up. I saw tears form in the corners and they shone. I needed to act fast. I felt that I should do something.

"Stop it, Tristan.", I ordered.

Just when I was about ready to get hold of myself, I felt tears flow on my cheeks. I snickered.

"That was just a moment of weakness Tristan... nothing more.", I said as I tried to convince myself.

I closed the door and walked back to bed. Then I heard my phone ring. It was you.

"Hello...", I said in my most unaffected tone.

"Hi... ", your voice cracked.

And just like that, I was able to confirm that Bad Boy is indeed heaven-sent.