It was so gloomy. The clouds were slowly moving to cover the sun. But that girl was standing still on her planet, thinking about too much things, and hoping for something which was completely simple. She hoped that the person whom she wanted to meet had a good acceptable reason for being disappeared. Truly busy is the only words that she wanted to hear. Or at least he would apologise for that.
With a bright pink jacket, black skirt, and a pair of blue-tied shoes, she took a step into a building. She had her friend by her side that day. A friend who always stayed by her side for any condition. It was her first moment experiencing that kind of love situation. So she thought that she needed at least one friend to accompany her taking a step forward.
Then, they started searching a familiar black car in a small parking lot. But they didn't find it and decided to just directly find the person inside the campus area. That girl was walking hopelessly when her friend asked her to stop.
"That's him! Come here!" that girl's friend whispered.
That girl walked to where her friend was standing. She saw a few people including a person she wanted to meet sitting in a circle, writing something on a big table. That person was too busy talking and writing, wrapped in a white laboratory coat. He's busy.
The eerily cold feeling started covering her body again. It was too cold that she thought that she could probably turned into a standing-ice statue. Her fingers were intertwined. She also could hear her own heart beating in the middle of the crowded sounds. She's definitely frozen.
"I don't know how to call him. I think he's busy. Should we wait?" that girl asked her friend. Her voice sounded weird. She was attacked by the guilty feeling. She was afraid that person would be disturbed by her sudden coming.
They waited for a few moments. But her friend did something and caused that person coming towards them. That girl felt so afraid that she couldn't even say anything. But she followed that person who asked her to talk in the car.
It was indeed a nightmare.
The rains started falling on the ground. The air inside the car was so cold. The person who she wanted to meet was even colder. For a few moments that girl had thought that she had been strong enough to face anything that would happen. She had believed that every beginning had an end. But the truth, she wasn't even ready at all.
That person ended everything only with a few brief words. He told her that his love had completely gone. He was too busy to have a relationship with that girl again. He pushed her away from his life only with a few words. That girl couldn't say anything, she just cried. Too much tears blurring her eyes.
"Should I wait? I can wait for you to come again," that girl said. Her voice was so hollow.
"It's all up to you. But I can't promise you that I will come again for you," that person answered easily. That girl doubted the truth that the person was actually that person.
"Okay, I won't wait." she said flatly.
Then she could only hear the sound of a crying girl and the rain. She felt that her heart had been shattered on the ground, and that person was walking on those pieces. She never knew that it would be that painful. Only tears that could slowly help her to breathe. So she kept crying, covered her face by her cold palms.
That person was only staring outside the window, sometimes turned his face to see that girl cried in front of him. Maybe he was completely controlled by the devils.
"Can't we fix it?" asked the girl again. She was thinking about jumping outside the car into the rain.
"No. It's over. I don't love you anymore. It's over," he answered again easily.
That girl stopped crying. Her heart already had exploded into pieces and covered by blood, throbbing in an infinity pain. She smiled. She looked outside the window, to the rain and the wet road. She smiled again. Maybe she had turned crazy.
She smiled but her tears keep streaming on her cold cheeks.
"Can you go home? I have to go to my class now," that person told her.
"Are you trying to get rid me off? It's still raining," she said with a hoarse sounds. Her tears started streaming again. She cried too much that day.
"I know, but..."
"Okay, I'm leaving," the girl interrupted and tried to open the door.
"No, wait! Don't go while crying," that person hold that girl's arm to ask her to stay.
"You asked me to leave!" she said in the middle of her tears.
"Not like that," that person answered.
That girl then took some tissues to wipe her tears. She took some deep breaths and opened the door. That person didn't say anything anymore or hold her arm. So, she walked under the rain slowly, eyes on her feet, and waited for the scene of the drama would probably happen. She waited for that person to run after her, regretted his own word, and apologised. She would have apologised him. Completely apologised him.
But that never happened.
That person left her with his black car. He left before that girl even reached a place with a pavement. She cried again when she could finally reached her friend.
"He did that! He gets rid me off! He did that before I did!" that girl said in horror. Then she felt that her feet had no power to stand again.
She huddled up his feet and hid her face to cry. She cried. She called for her father. She cried. She asked herself what kind of faults that she had done. She cried. She couldn't stand for the pain. She cried.
She decided to go...
I think she's gone
xxx
LAC
