| Fan Fiction |
by ruwee
The final day came and he’ll need to leave and be merry, working his ass off to buying her gift and everything he thinks is necessary for her there in the foreign land that he’ll come to visit.
She woke up the first to his loud wheezing and snore. “Rest well,” She whispered and attempted to jump off from the bed, only to be pulled back to him as he pressed his lips unto hers.
“I’ll miss you, yeah?” He whispered.
“I know,” She was teary eyed, yet she still had the courage to respond. She looked at the wall clock again that approximately read 10 in the morning. “You get going, uh; prepare your luggage, maybe? I’ll just take-a-bath and then…” She nodded, “You know what to do.” With that, she gave him a peck on the lips and then slipped of bed, proceeding to the comfort room.
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He was so ready to have to have to take off, he rolled the wheels of his luggage to the counter, constantly glancing back to see if she was still in sight. Her tears got the best of him that even from afar, he was able to see it, and he was able to see how fragile she would be living without him.
In an instant, as she cupped her mouth and let out invisible tears, he came running back to her, leaving everything he was holding onto lately. He hung his jacket on the trolley of his luggage, no more distractions as he hugged her as tight as he could. “You know…” He paused and gritted his teeth as he gulped the misery of having to leave her, “You’re just making it harder for me to leave.” He rocked her from left to right, trying to calm her, trying to calm his love.
“I’m sorry,” She attempted to wipe her tears with the back of her hand only to find out that he’d be the first to do it even before she could, so with that, he swiped away her tears with his thumb and kissed her for the last time.
“The flight for 06182005 is now collecting all passengers,” The PA announced. “I repeat…”
“You have to go,” She pushed him gently, trying to encourage or maybe to make him realize that he needed to go even if she knows that it’ll make her life miserable, make her life uneasy and uncomfortable without him on her side. But she couldn’t care less about herself; she didn’t want him to think that she’s so childish for having to have cried in front of him just because he’ll be leaving her for a week or so and not even a month. She only cared about him, how he would feel and disregarded her thoughts about herself, how she would feel and how—how she may react once the aftermath happens. Once the time comes that he’s completely boarded the plane—out of her sight.
“Elle…” He muttered, looking at her seriously as he shook and tapped her shoulders gently, tapping his fingers on her back, “I love you.”
She could only nod, bite her inner cheek and fill her mind with what he just said. She wanted to come running to him as he turned and left, but right now, all she could do was to say that she loves him back, and so she did, “I love you too.” With both hands placed on either side of her cheek, she shouted. She shouted and didn’t care about how many people were looking at her right now. Who the hell cares, anyway? She knew that they, too, anyway, feels the same way she does and with that, she walked home carrying and bottling up all her feelings inside of her.
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Right! Another thing came up once again that made me even more worst than miserable, itself. I feel so depressed, I feel so drowned out. After my iPod was restored, my phone was then next. Originally was it that my dad just wanted to upgrade my phone and make it possible to add 1 more GB to the memory card that approximately had 4 and what`s the outcome, you might want to ask?
All of my files are gone--once again.
And I guess, this December isn`t really my month. The least and best I could get as a Christmas present now is an album, a DVD and the disconnected cable. And if possible, I`d want Destiny, not Sky anymore. Demanding, yeah. So what? I`m so bad, I know, but my life just sucks, sorry. Just wanted to share. I guess sharing isn`t banned in here, right?
And I`m guessing that it`s either the computer or my camera`s next to be emptied. Err. Or far more worst, my .doc files! What a bad timing, I don`t have my backup disk for now. Ah, save me!