Dear Diary,
Hey guys, been long since I posted. Lazy and busy = Buzy? Anyways, my new goal is to get into World Skills Finals. Really hope I can go that far. Praying hard. Training all the way =D.
Below is a story that I suddenly just thought of writing. Haven't really thought of a name for it yet and its not finished so it'll be part 1 k? Though my command of the English language and grammer isen't that good, I still hope ya'll readers would comment on it. =D.
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His eyes were fixed on the prettiest angel he had ever gazed upon, gracefully walking towards him in the significant white dress. As the “angel” moved closer, he was unsure whether or not that was the same girl that accepted his relationship proposal. Of course, she was stunningly beautiful already but this was overkill. No normal men would say otherwise. The girl smiled as she laid both her arms around her knight in shining tuxedo.
G: “Ready for the prom, hun?”
B: “Ye..a.hh ba..b.e, you’re so amazing tonight. Hired a fairy godmother?”
G: “Tsk, can’t I be this amazing without a fairy godmother?”
B: “You’re always this amazing babe.”
G: “Well then, ready to go?”
B: “Heck yeah, can’t wait to be the luckiest guy at the prom.”
They are a lovely item. But, that was back then.
Two years have passed, as they graduated from their Secondary schools and entered different Polytechnics. As always, they meet up and have fun together. Somehow, the girl’s feelings towards the guy slowly and gradually melt away. He senses it and tries to hope for the better.
One fateful Saturday night, things started to change abruptly.
~~~~~ SMS replies ~~~~~
G: “I’m tired now, will be off to bed....”
B: “Uhm...sure, ok. You have a goodnight sleep babe. Sweet dreams. Nights. Always in my mind. =D”
G: “Wait... I have something to tell you...”
B: “Leave that for tomorrow k babe? Your rest is important. Will be out partying with friends tonight.
Miss me like I’ll miss you kay?”
G: “Umm.... ok then..... nights....”
He smiled at the message but anybody could see that that smile was a sad one.
Mike: “Hey cmon Dave, how long ya gonna be on that phone? Remember we gonna party til the sun
rays hurt our eyes.”
B: “Sorry Mike, that was my girl. Anyways, we going to the usual with Jack?”
Mike: “Nope, we’re flying somewhere else this time. Heard that its newly open. Gals gonna be there,
guys gonna hunt there.”
B: “Only for you.”
They arrived at the newly open club, the ambience and music there were just right for clubbing. As the three friends entered, they went for some drinks before Mike and Jack hit the dance floor. As he sat there, a figure caught his attention. As he took a glimpse, he knew that he had seen her before. Thought he might have mistaken her for someone, he turned away but somehow he wanted to find out who she was. Sliding off his chair, he made his way towards her. Moving closer and closer, he knew that he had seen her somewhere before....
B: “No, it can’t be. Impossible!”
But, his vision proved otherwise. The figure slowly changed into the girl that was supposed to be in bed.
He walked towards her as she was sipping her drink. As he reached right in front of her, her head made its way upwards and their eyes met. Seconds passed, and finally he fought out the courage to speak.
B: “Hey babe, thought you said you wanted to sleep?”
G: “There’s something I want to tell you.....”
B: “Guess we don’t need to wait til tomorrow huh? Go ahead I’m all ears.”
G: “We’ve been together for soo long and somehow.... I feel.... that you’re missing something....”
B: “oookkk...”
G: “I’m sorry.... maybe it’s me, but I really need to tell you tha....”
Timothy: “Hey hun, how’s the new club rolling for you?”
G: “Oh it’s cool and uhhh...”
Timothy: “Hey who have we here? Wanna help us intro ourselves baby?”
B: “H-eee-y, I’m her.....Secondary school friend. We bumped into each other just now. I’m Dave.”
Timothy: “Great ta see you Dave. I’m Timothy, her boyfriend.”
B: “O-hhh-hh, cool... Tim, you’re the luckiest guy in the world to have her...luckiest...guy...”
Timothy: “Thanks, want be to bring you both a drink?”
G: “I’m cool...”
B: “No it’s ok, I need to find my friends too.... you both have fun.... take care of her would ya....?”
Timothy: “Will do, bye.”
G: “Bye...”
As he walked away, his heartbeat stopped and he knew that she had stolen his heart.
G: “Hey Dave....”
He turned around.
B: “Hey, great guy you have there. Funny and kind and...”
G: “I’m sorry Dave... I really am.... Would you forgi...”
B: “I will be ok Katie. Don’t worry, you uh....go have fun k?”
As soon as he said that, he turned and made a quick retreat towards the exit, leaving her standing there and if anyone was looking at her, one could see that small tear streaking down her cheek.
He was lost. He knew that his heart was gone. There were no signs of heartbeat. As he moved outside of the club, he walked on without a destination. Thinking of what happened back then. The pain was too significant that he went numb straight before he could even feel pain. Somehow, when he had gathered a little of strength that’s left in him, he found himself in a park. He sat on the bench, face in his palms. The nearby trees whispered sounds of courage but to no avail. His heart has been stolen. The scar was too deep. He might not be his normal self again. Slowly he finds himself getting tired but voice shakes him up.
John: “Hey bro, nobody’s gonna get hurt kay? Just give me your wallet and I’ll be on my way.”