Righteous Love

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things. Love never ends.

I sigh as I close the book and put it back into my laptop bag. The crisp, cool air breezed through me as I stood up from one of the benches in the park. It was getting late as I check my wrist watch-6:44pm. Walking towards the exit of the park, I heard a faint voice from the distant that sounded like someone was calling my name. I look around to see who it was. I was wrong. Nobody’s calling my name.

“Hey, George!” someone shouted from my back. I look around again to see who called me. It was Clinno.

“Hey, Clinno.” I said as she walked up to me. “Sorry if I didn’t hear you at first. I thought I just heard something until you shouted my name again.”

She chuckled, “It’s all right. Anyway, are you going home?”

“Yeah.” I said as Clinno walk by my left side. She is wearing a pure pink dress made of silk that stretched down to her knees.

“Aren’t you cold?” I said to her. I took my red jacket off and let her put it on. “Why are you wearing that kind of dress at this time?”

“Thank you.” She said as she zipped up the jacket. “I wanted to take a quick walk in the park. It's all I had on me. So, I just left my house and headed to the park. Then, I saw you.” She smiled after she said that.

Clinno and I have been close friends ever since 4th grade in elementary school. Almost every day, we’re together. We’re so close that I have become a person she relies on without any hesitation. Whether it’s personal or school problems, she always goes up to me for guidance. She shared me some of her secrets. I also share my secrets and ask her for guidance.

I check the time again-6:57pm. “So, you’re going back home or are you still going to walk?” I say to her.

“Do you have to go home?” She wondered, walking even more slowly than before.

“Actually, I don’t have to. I just wanted to go home and rest.”

“Then, how about we spend a little time together?” She began to walk faster in another direction.

“Where are we going?” I asked her. “Are we going to fun like always?” We always have fun whenever there’s nothing to do. Since today’s a holiday and there’s no school, I believe she wants to spend quality time with me.

“Yeah,” she replied, “Want to go to the carnival?” The carnival isn't far from the park. It’s less than a mile from where Clinno and I live. We have been neighbors ever since she moved here. I remember the first time my parents introduced me to Clinno and her parents. On that same day, I found out that she was registered into the same elementary school I was in. Now, we both go to the same high school with the same classes.

“Sure.” I answered her question. We walked faster to my house and got into my car. Clinno has been inviting me to so many activities that I could remember each and every single one of them. I cherish each moment I spend with Clinno, even when we get into arguments.

The carnival lighted the landscape with a plethora of colorful lights flashing in a certain pattern. As usual, it was crowded. Clinno stayed near me. We decided to take the Ferris wheel first. After waiting in line for a long time, we finally got into one of the passenger cars. As the wheel began to rotate and bring us upwards into the glistering midnight sky, the wheel stopped.

I glanced at Clinno as she stared at the beautiful landscape view. Streaks of yellow light scattered across the land while the moon shined bright with numerous stars surrounding it.

“It’s beautiful.” Clinno said, continuing to look at the beautiful view.
I look at Clinno as she smiles at the fascinating sight. Her smile was so beautiful that it made me smile. It made my feelings grow.



I waited in class for the morning bell to ring. I keep on thinking about that night with Clinno at the carnival; the night when I fell in love with her.
“Hey, what’s up, George.” I turn my head and saw Xavier-another close friend of me and Clinno. Xavier moved into our neighborhood one year after Clinno did. He also went to the same school.

“Hey, man,” I said to him as I shake his hand, “How’s it going?”

“Where’s Clinno?”

“She’s coming. She might be late, though.”

“Ah. All right.” Xavier took his seat next to me. He made a gloomy face as he sat down.

“Is there something wrong?” I say to him.

“Nah. It’s personal,” he said, “Actually, meet me at the park after school. It’s something I want to tell you personally.” Xavier has been sharing his problems with me and Clinno. The three of us are like brothers and sisters. I actually think of Xavier as a brother more than a close friend. He has always helped me in tough situations. Although he handles most of his situations on his own, I wanted to help him out to the best I can.

The morning school bell rang. I glance at Clinno’s seat and back at Xavier’s melancholic face. It looks like she’s not coming.

“So, what’s the problem?” I said to Xavier as we sat on one of the benches in the park.

“There’s a girl I love,” Xavier says to me with a nervous tone, “She’s very beautiful and we’re more than friends.”

“Really?” I say to him with a smile, “That’s great, man. What’s wrong, though?”

“Do you know when it’s time? I’m worried she might not accept.” he said to me as he cupped his hands. I know what he means when he asked me that question.

I look at his feet constantly tapping the ground simultaneously. He’s really worried. “When the time is right,” I told him as I took out a book from my laptop bag. “Let me read to you something that might help you.” I open the book, flip to a certain page, and read it out loud. “Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.” I close the book after reading the passage to him.

He looks at me with a cheerful face enhanced with a bright smile, overtaking the worries that dwelled in him. He immediately stands up and says, “George. Thank you.” And he bolted out of my sight, running with so much energy that I had a feeling he’s going to do something pleasant; something that would change his life; something that might change me.



“Hey, man. Have you heard?” said Charles, a friend of mine. We were waiting for the morning bell to ring in class.

“Heard what?” I said with a suspicious tone.

“About Xavier!” he shouted at me with a surprised look, “He’s going out with that beautiful girl. Didn’t he tell you?”

“Really? Who?” I said with a tone that hints a bit of happiness. It looks like Xavier confessed to her yesterday.

“Clinno.”

My heart skipped a beat. I stare at Charles when he said that girl’s name.

“What?” I said with my voice stuttering, “Are you serious?”

“Yeah, man. He’s going out with Clinno.” He was looking at me with confusion. “He never told you, yet?”

My eyes started to sting along with my jaws wide open. I was holding back onto the pain that started to grow in me; the pain in my heart. I stood up and left the class, not caring about the consequences of skipping school; not caring about anything else. Holding back the painful tears, I saw Xavier and Clinno from a distance, holding hands, walking up to me. They greet me as we got closer, but I smile and past them, without looking at them, still holding back the pain that’s about to burst out of me.

The pain from my heart was bleeding out of my eyes profusely. Tears were pouring on my cheeks down to my chin, dripping on my bed. I was breathing heavily, trying to let go of all the pain that’s within me; the pain that wouldn’t stop growing. I rub my eyes to get rid of the tears, but it only made the pain worse. Clinno. Xavier. Why? Why Clinno? Why Xavier? My mind was being filled with questions-questions of jealousy and envy.





I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, everything all quiet. I thought about Clinno, seeing her face appear in front of me, smiling like the day she smiled on that Ferris wheel. I lift my arm up into the air, imagining touching her cheeks, combing her hair with my fingers. It made the pain come back; I started to bleed out tears; tears of my romantic love for her being taken out.


Love does not envy. Love bears all things and endures all things.

I open my eyes, rubbing away the dryness as I awake myself from the words in my dream. My heart was calm and I was breathing normally. I sigh as I took my book out of the laptop bag. I flip through the pages, looking for the words I always read; the words that I was dreaming of; the words that helped Xavier. Maybe it will help me, too.

Love bears all things. I read the words in my mind, thinking of how painful it was to accept the fact that Xavier and Clinno are now in a romantic relationship. Love does not envy; it is not arrogant or rude. I thought of my jealousy and enviousness upon Xavier. I shouldn’t think of such things towards Xavier. It’s not right at all; Xavier is in love with Clinno and Clinno is in love with Xavier-not me.

“Clinno.” I whisper to myself as I close my eyes, letting the last few bits of pain in my heart bleed out through my eyes.



I took a quick shower, preparing myself to take a walk in the park. I look at the time-6:44pm, the same time Clinno and I were in the park before the carnival. Putting on my sweater, I head out of the house and slowly walk to the park with the crisp, cool air breezing through me.

I see Xavier and Clinno, together, sitting on one of the benches in the park.

“Hey, guys.” I said as I walk up to them.

“George!” Said Clinno with a surprised look. “Did something happen to you?”

I smiled at her care for me. “It’s nothing important.” I said to her. I look at Xavier and smiled at him, too. He nodded his head at me. It was a nod of thanks for helping him.

“Hey,” Xavier said to me as he stood up with Clinno, “Thank you, George. Thank you very much.” Clinno looked at Xavier, wondering why he was thanking me. I walk up to Xavier and put my hand on his shoulder.

“No, Xavier," I said as let go of my hand and walked up to Clinno, "Thank you."

I gave Clinno a hug.

My favorite part.

Chapter three, it hurt my soul.

Will there be a happy ending despite all odds? Unexpected deaths? Noone knows but you. I'm left with a pile of questions about Chapter 4 and onwards. Keep posting!

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