May's POV (Elena)

I'd been released from the hospital three days prior. Yummie never reappeared. Nagkasalubong kami kanina but it was as if I was just a thin air to her. Not like I care, well, this is for the better. At the very least, she wouldn't be bothering me ever again. I have no time to worry about her since theat Rodriguez is still enjoying his game. That stupid perverted gambler.

A colleague tapped my shoulder and whispered, "Ako lang ba o kanina pa pasulyap sulyap sa'yo si sir Luke?"

I stared at Luke, but he averted his sight. What's the deal with him? He has these strange expressions in his eyes.

"It's just you. Now stop messing around, the break is over. Go back to your desk," I shoo her away.

I still feel Luke's gaze at me. I let out an exasperated sigh before deciding to stand up and walked towards him.

"If you want to chat, let's go to your office," I said flatly, crossing my arms.

We went to his office together, but he was deafeningly silent and just stared at me blankly. I let out a heavy sigh. I suppose I'll have to start the talk to get this over with.

"Thank you for last time, I appreciate your help but I'm alright now. You don't have to worry si—" My eyes widened when he suddenly embraced me tightly cutting me off. Flabbergasted, due to his firm hold, I stuttered. "S-Sir Luke, what's wrong?"

"I knew something was weird, it was strange but I understand now," he whispered. I had butterflies in my stomach, but this is inappropriate. I'm not sure what he mean either. I attempted to push him away, but every time I tried, his hug tightened more and more. He muttered, "Even if your face, your voice, or everything in you changes. It has always been you."

"Calm down, Luke. I do—"

I was taken aback as he drew me into a kiss. His kisses were harsh and forceful this time, unlike before. I tried pushing him away, no. This isn't Luke. He isn't acting like himself. I know there's something going on. I tasted the bitter taste of blood in my mouth. I shoved him away with a kick to the knee.

"M-May," Yummie worriedly stuttered and beside her was Elena Perez.

"I had no idea you'd go so low merely to make Elena jealous, who I honestly believe won't be envious of what you're attempting to accomplish," I bitterly uttered.

So that was the reason, I can't believe Chase was right all along. I wiped the blood from my lips. I grabbed Yummie's wrist and dragged her to the door.

Luke restrained me by holding my wrist. "Wait, please don't go."

I gave him a sharp glare but he didn't even budge. Is he looking down on me? He trampled on my feelings, he stepped all over my pride and he and exploited me for his personal gain. I never imagined him to be this type of person. He's far worse than Chase.

He stared at me with his watery eyes as if pleading me to go along his petty act, "I love yo—"

Only the gasp of Yummie was heard after I punched Luke. He doesn't deserve a slap, he deserves a punch. I don't want to hear any more of lies coming from his lips. He wasn't the kind of guy to use another person for his own satisfaction but I guess for once the memory of Elena I have is wrong. Elena doesn't know this kind of Luke. I'm not familiar with this Luke.

"This is, please let me explain," Luke pleaded.

"You've got what you wanted. She's back. Chase was right," I bitterly said. Anger was crawling its way to my soul, I can feel my heart running wild and my body hot. "You are pathetic."

Yummie's unease was palpable as we exited the room. I'm sure she wanted to ask, but she chose to remain mute.

"M-May, gusto mo mag-usap? Sa Moon Café, 'yon ay kung gusto mo lang," she meekly asked.

I looked at her in confusion before asking, "Why?"

"Haha, 'yong sa hospital ba? Wag ka nga. Wala 'yon, kalimutan na natin yun. Nangako ako sa'yong hinding hindi kita iiwan, May. Kahit na ipagtulakan mo pa ako. Kahit na magbago ka pa. You will always be my best friend May, kahit na hindi 'yon ang tingin mo sa akin," she softly responded.

This girl. I don't understand her. After pushing her away, after hearing those cruel words, why? Why is she still here?

"I don't know if you're kind or just plain stupid," I mumbled, half relieved that she's still beside me.

We went to Moon Café... The place Elena Perez was not permitted to enter... this location holds so many unpleasant memories that just standing here would be too stifling for me, however, I am not Elena. I need to get over this irrational fear. I need to embrace the real me... I am May Gonzales... I raised my head and met Yummie's awkward gaze. I am May Gonzales and this woman here is May Gonzales' friend. I need to face her whether I feel uncomfortable or not.

"I have selective amnesia," I broke off the silence.

"A-alam ko" she stuttered as I watched her made a huge gulp.

"It's a rare type. I claim other people's identity. And my memories have been proven accurate," I explained but oh wait.. not all... "Some of my memories." I muttered to myself as I remember Luke.

I noticed Yummie's brow knitted, "Ano ba talaga ang gusto mong sabihin May? Hindi ko maintindihan. Kailangan mong ipaliwanag sa akin para maintindihan ko."

"Luke and I became close because I remind him of Elena," I said weakly. I mean, I can't really hate him since I am partly at fault too. "I remind him of Elena because I was acting like her subconciously."

She stared at me, puzzled. That was to be expected. After learning the reality, I was astounded as well.

"The person I am claiming to be is Elena Perez. Everything, everything is about her. Months had passed but the memories that are stuck in my head is Elena Perez's memory. Not mine, not May Gonzales's," I confessed. I am starting to hate myself because of this. I don't know who I really am and I am ruining everyone around me because of it.

Yummie's eyes were soft as she held my hand, "Bakit ngayon mo lang sinabi? Sana natulunga—"

"There was still nothing you can do about it, Yummie," I said. A mix of sadness, frustration, anger, and confusion was building up inside me. "Until now I've been thinking, acting, and living as Elena Perez. Not as May Gonzales, not as your best friend."

And I have no idea how to act like a best friend. I can't live up to her expectations since I'm no longer the May Gonzales she once knew. Yummie gripped my hand tighter.

"It doesn't matter naman kung anong naaalala mo. Ikaw si May Gonzales, 'yong best friend ko. Hindi mo kailangan pilitin ang sarili mo alalahanin ang nakaraan. Ang mahalaga ay ang ngayon, 'yong na sa harap natin ngayon. Masaya ako sa bagong May, naging matapang ka at malakas. Hindi ko na kailangan problemahin ang mga suicidal attempts mo," she giggled. "Masaya ako dahil kaya mo ng ipagtanggol ang sarili mo at sa bagong May, masaya ako na binuksan mo muli ang puso mo para sa akin. I am so proud of the new May Gonzales. Just be comfortably you, May. Andito lang kahit among mangyari."

I noticed a tear fall from her eyes. She gave me a genuine smile which filled my soul with remorse. Do I really deserve this kind of friend? She is too good and innocent. Being who I am today, I'm afraid I might hurt her in the process in the end.

"I'm sorry for making it hard for you," is all I could tell her.

You don't deserve this kind of treatment. You are different from me, your heart is pure and fragile.

She shook her head and smiled at me. "Hindi mo kailangan humingo ng tawad. Dahil matagal na kitang pinatawad May, so storytelling na tayo."

She's back. What an amazing change of mood.

"Yummie, do you believe it's possible to love someone only because you remember falling in love with them? Mahal mo siya dahil sa mga alaala mo?" I asked.

"Tungkol ba 'to kay sir Luke?" I felt her thumb brush through my cheeks. "Hindi ko alam May. Pero kung wala kang nararamdaman para sa kanya, 'di naman tutulo ang luha mo 'di ba?"

She wrapped her arms around me and burst out crying.

"And why are you the one crying now?" I asked in awe.

"Gaga, iniiyak ko lang 'yong mga luhang nakastore sa storage room ng mata mo. Kambal kaya tayo! Connected kumbaga," she managed to joke.

"And who are you calling gaga?"

A soft curve formed in her lips as I felt her comb my hair, "Iiyak mo lang 'yan May, hindi mo kailangan itago lahat. Andito ako para sa'yo."

And only with those words. It was almost as if it was a trigger for my tears to fall. I burst into tears.

"Sometimes, it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love but the pain," she muttered patting my back.

Maybe, pain is also a part of love, isn't it? I shouldn't have allowed my claimed memories to manipulate how I feel. Now, I can only feel this suffocating pain in my chest.

"Credits to Google," she added.

I distanced myself from her and look at her in disbelief

"Seriously?" I asked in bewilderment. She pouted and nodded. "You're seriously saying that now?!"

She widely smiled at me and pinch my cheeks. What the hell?!

"Mas gusto ko talaga ang masungit na May," she grinned.

I tapped her hands away and stood up. "I can't believe you. I'm going home and I'm not going to give you a lift. Pay for the coffees."

I turned around and ignored her calling me. Yummie Natividad, she's really something. For some reason, I feel comfortable around her now. She really is a ball of positive energy. It's like wherever she goes, she can make anyone happy. When I went out... I saw a familiar figure beside my car.