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CHRISTABEL YAP
Nineteen. Currently residing in the Singapore. I enjoy jpop and anime. I'm not the nicest person on earth, but I'm a lot of fun.
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A little love I had for you remains. Whatever it meant to be disappeared,
should just go away. And now, all I wanted is actually his little attention to me.
Just a small little attention will do, show me that i am important to you.
Prolonged / night walk, bright day / life is the path we walk everyday / sorry to you. / happy anniversary / shashin no egao . / i've loved you so long.. / you're always there, right? / friends are colors, that lit up your life / Journal Entry Sixty-Three /
We're not destined / Saturday, October 9, 2010 @ 10:22 PM
I was just being bored, and i kind of liking to type little short romance stories, so here i am! :D
Title: We're not destined
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: I have nothing to disclaim, story originated by me :D
Author's Note: This is purely fiction. :D
I was walking out of the door, and the sunshime was beaming so brightly onto me. "Argh, bad day!" I mumbled to myself as I hurriedly wore my shoe and walked out of the house. It's today. Today will end off everything that I have suffered for the past two years. Today is the day that I will just shot right into that idiot's face, and say that he's not needed.
I sat at the usual seat that me and him usually shared. It's no longer the couple meal that i ordered, it's no longer to blue mountain island and orange juice.
"What would you like to order, miss?" The waiter asked, coming over. I looked at him, and smiled, "Set A please, and orange juice,"
The waiter etched his eyes, "Anything more?"
"No, that's all, thanks!" I replied, beaming my voice, such that the waiter know that I am serious when I said that there is no more order that I want to take. The waiter bowed, and shaking his head, he walked off into the kitchen. I smiled to myself. I was so proud of myself that I could face such a thing with so much happiness. I was feeling so happy, that i can finally be free from that demon's hand.
The door bell rang. I looked towards the door, and right walking in was that familiar figure. I waved towards him, and he nodded his head. "Sorry, I am late," he replied. I shooked his head, "It is alright!"
We stayed silent for a moment, before we knew that things are too be cleared up soon. He finally spoke. Yes, finally. "Do you.. still like me?"
"EH!?" I shouted in shock. How could he even think that way!? "NO.. NO WAY!" I screamed, in defiance. Of course there is no way I would like him. I took the orange juice, sipped it down, and placed it back on the table. He nodded his head, "Then, I am glad,"
"Let's break up,"
That sentence finally came. It was me who requested it the previous day for him to cut things off. It is better this way, is not it? We're not destined. With that, silence returned between us. And when the waiter came over to placed the food that I have ordered down, he took the chance and stand up and walked away.
"Goodbye, Yukari,"
He disappeared behind the front door. Everything was over.
My love for him did not die off. I was still hoping that one day i could forget about him. What about those happiness i felt before he broke with me? It must be a moment of.. folly i guess? Is that the word? I looked around me, and he was still smiling at me, and greeting me whenever we passed by each other. "Yukari-chan, good morning!"
Idiot. That fcking bastard. Why did he acted like nothing had happened? Why did he acted like nothing have even happened between us? That was why he's making me hate him slowly. I wouldn't want to come to a day where i will hate him, he left me with no choice. You are the one that forced me to hate you, Hirota.
Anger was boiling within me when he still greeted me as usual. I stared at him, and with all my might, i punched him right in the tummy and declared to him.
"I seriously hate you, Takashima Hirota,"
I was just being bored, and i kind of liking to type little short romance stories, so here i am! :D
Title: We're not destined
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: I have nothing to disclaim, story originated by me :D
Author's Note: This is purely fiction. :D
I was walking out of the door, and the sunshime was beaming so brightly onto me. "Argh, bad day!" I mumbled to myself as I hurriedly wore my shoe and walked out of the house. It's today. Today will end off everything that I have suffered for the past two years. Today is the day that I will just shot right into that idiot's face, and say that he's not needed.
I sat at the usual seat that me and him usually shared. It's no longer the couple meal that i ordered, it's no longer to blue mountain island and orange juice.
"What would you like to order, miss?" The waiter asked, coming over. I looked at him, and smiled, "Set A please, and orange juice,"
The waiter etched his eyes, "Anything more?"
"No, that's all, thanks!" I replied, beaming my voice, such that the waiter know that I am serious when I said that there is no more order that I want to take. The waiter bowed, and shaking his head, he walked off into the kitchen. I smiled to myself. I was so proud of myself that I could face such a thing with so much happiness. I was feeling so happy, that i can finally be free from that demon's hand.
The door bell rang. I looked towards the door, and right walking in was that familiar figure. I waved towards him, and he nodded his head. "Sorry, I am late," he replied. I shooked his head, "It is alright!"
We stayed silent for a moment, before we knew that things are too be cleared up soon. He finally spoke. Yes, finally. "Do you.. still like me?"
"EH!?" I shouted in shock. How could he even think that way!? "NO.. NO WAY!" I screamed, in defiance. Of course there is no way I would like him. I took the orange juice, sipped it down, and placed it back on the table. He nodded his head, "Then, I am glad,"
"Let's break up,"
That sentence finally came. It was me who requested it the previous day for him to cut things off. It is better this way, is not it? We're not destined. With that, silence returned between us. And when the waiter came over to placed the food that I have ordered down, he took the chance and stand up and walked away.
"Goodbye, Yukari,"
He disappeared behind the front door. Everything was over.
My love for him did not die off. I was still hoping that one day i could forget about him. What about those happiness i felt before he broke with me? It must be a moment of.. folly i guess? Is that the word? I looked around me, and he was still smiling at me, and greeting me whenever we passed by each other. "Yukari-chan, good morning!"
Idiot. That fcking bastard. Why did he acted like nothing had happened? Why did he acted like nothing have even happened between us? That was why he's making me hate him slowly. I wouldn't want to come to a day where i will hate him, he left me with no choice. You are the one that forced me to hate you, Hirota.
Anger was boiling within me when he still greeted me as usual. I stared at him, and with all my might, i punched him right in the tummy and declared to him.
"I seriously hate you, Takashima Hirota,"
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