your worst nightmare
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Title: Truth Hurts
Rating: Teens
Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort
Status: Complete
Summary: When you love someone, you would do anything for them... even though sometimes, the truth would hurt. Or, was it better to actually lie?
Note: This is a oneshot that i had written quite long ago ^^ i guess i'll post it up here since i don't have anything new for Her First Words. enjoy~
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Truth Hurts
As I walk slowly towards my future of never ending darkness and loneliness, the rain starts to pour down as if it understands my stabbing pain. I stagger as I walk. The people on the sidewalk stare at me and start to whisper among them. A woman drags her children away from me. In her eyes, I was a beast, a beast that might hurt her children if they get too close. Everyone was terrified of me. I can not blame them. It was true; I was a beast after all. A beast that hides beneath human skin. A beast that hurts the only person in the whole world who had ever loved him. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I did not care about my well being or my appearance. The world that was once a very colorful and happy place has become like an empty shell. Pieces of memories start to occupy my vision. I smiled as the memories take me back to the day when Jane was still alive and well.
“Come on, Michael! Don’t be such a spoil brat! I made this for you and you should appreciate it!” Jane said while holding a sweater; an orange sweater. I cringe at the sight of it. I never had the tendency to wear colorful clothes; black, blue and grey were the only colors I ever choose when buying clothes. I wanted to somehow make it go away but when I saw dark circles around her almond colored eyes, I sigh in defeat. She must have been burning the midnight oil just to finish it.
“If you insist, but…” I stopped and stare deeply into her beautiful eyes.
“But what?” Jane asked impatiently. I could clearly see curiosity brewing in her eyes.
“Only if you give me a kiss on the cheek” as soon as I utter the sentence, Jane starts to blush seven shades of red. Even though we have been going out for almost 3 years now, Jane had never really showed her passion in front of public eye; even if it’s just a slight kiss on the cheek. I was convinced she won’t do it; I was just teasing her with an evil grin that snakes up on my face. To my surprise, she really DID give me a quick kiss on the cheek and after that; I was tortured to wear the sweater for the rest of winter. The agony…
My life with Jane was always wonderful. She is the sun that shines my day and a blanket when I’m in need of warmth from the cruelty of the world. I was raised by both drug addicts and even though I never touch any of those trashes, in the eyes of society… I was somehow tarnished. In my younger days, I would shy away from people. Never would I engage in a long conversation or even pretend to like the people who clearly dislike my background. I thought… maybe god wanted to punish me for having such a disgrace parents. That is… not until I met Jane.
It was all by an accident. I ran over her when I was in desperate need of male restroom and knocked her down violently. I tired my best to look cool and composed while I apologized deeply to her before continuing my journey; oh… you wouldn’t know how sick I was at the moment! From that fateful day, we met everyday at the bus stop. But we never utter a single word to each other. Day after day we stayed silent. But one fateful day, she suddenly snapped and said “Why aren’t you talking to me?” with a shy voice.
Shocked out of my mind; since this is the first time a girl ever willing talk to me; I eyed her before I answer “You want me to talk to you?”
She nodded in reply, full of embarrassment. “Of course! Why do you think I come here for?” she eyed me with a sly grin. My mouth falls hard on the pavement. Seriously? A girl is flirting with me? THANK YOU GOD! I scream to the heaven silently while I flash my most composed smile; ever; at her.
A life with Jane was like a rollercoaster ride. We had our ups and downs, but somehow we manage to stick to each other like glue. After 4 years in relationship with her, I finally decided to propose to her. It was the night before I knew she had planned to propose to me herself! Thank the gods again for making me do my own move before her. Or I’ll just melt into the ground for being the first man on earth to ever been proposed by a girl first!
We lived a happy life until suddenly Jane vanish a couple of weeks ago. She stopped calling or even texting me completely. It wasn’t long before we’ll hold our wedding. I did go to her house, but she was not there. I was so worried to the extent of hurting myself. My worries all blow away when I saw her one morning at a café. She was a little skinny and paler than before, but alas she was still stunningly beautiful in my eyes. I thought she would be surprised and happy if she sees me there, but I was proven wrong. A man approached her and she starts to smile warmly at him. I stop dead on my track.
What is this? Is she meeting someone else? I stood by and watch them from afar. Jane was somehow looking depressed, and the man beside her was soothing her with comforts words. When I saw his hand touch Jane’s cheek, suddenly I felt my heart broke into pieces. I did not want to see this kind of drama! I was getting sick and tired all of a sudden. My emotions were getting out of hand. I walk towards the two new couple that I just discovered that morning. I stopped at the table and glared down at her; hatefully. Jane was shocked to see me there. She starts to stumble on her words.
“Michael, it’s not what you think” she said while lowering her gaze.
“It’s not what I think, huh? Well, do you know what I think? I think you’ve been avoiding me because you’re seeing someone else!” I snapped at her.
“No… it’s not like that!” she said with tears in her eyes. “This man…” she tired to explain but I cut her off.
“I don’t want to hear your excuses! I’m sick and tired of this. How could you be so cruel? I love you so much and yet you tricked me! I can never believe a woman that I love all this time was having affairs with other men!” I remark with angry voice.
“Sir…” said the man beside Jane.
“you, stay out of this!” I glance at the man while pointing my finger at him. “I have made my decision” I said after a moment of silence. “Jane, if you don’t love me anymore… there is no point of loving you in any way” I put down the ring; the prove of our everlasting love; on the table.
Jane started to cry harder. She hugs me, not letting me go. I shove and paced away from the café with an angry and broken heart. That night, Jane called me several times, but I ignored it. She repeats it everyday until a full week and then she stops. I was; on the other hand; glad that I won’t be tortured by her anymore. A knock on my door surprised me one night. When I open it, a very familiar face was standing in front of me. it was the man from the café! How dare he come here? Is he trying to mock me? I thought in anger.
His face was mask in grave and sad expression. I wanted to close the door, but my heart was feeling uneasy to let him be.
“What do you want?” I ask him sharply.
“Sir, my name is Clifford” the man utter “I’ve been hired by Ms Jane as her consultant.”
“Consultant?” I ask in curiosity. Since when did Jane ever mention she had a consultant?
“Yes, I am in fact a husband for one of her close friend. Do you know Maria?” he asks, while I nodded dumbly at his question. “Well, after watching the scene with you and Ms Jane a week ago… I think you, somehow, you didn’t know the incident?” he asks again.
“What are you talking about? What incident?” I ask him suspiciously.
He sighs in deeply before he explains “Ms Jane was raped by a group of people weeks ago. Maria suggests me to go and see her since I heard she had been locking herself in her house…” Clifford’s voice starts to drift away.
I was panic stricken. “What have I done?” I ask myself. I shove Clifford aside and run towards my car with the car keys. My thoughts were occupied with only Jane. My beloved Jane. I wanted to apologize… to caress her… to comfort her. I bought a bouquet of roses, Jane’s favorite flower and start to drive like a madman towards her house. It was already 10.45pm. I parked my car and ran to the door. I knock furiously almost crying my heart out.
“Jane, I’m sorry! Please… open the door” I begged for her forgiveness. After what seemed like hours, I start to wonder if she has fallen asleep. I went towards the backdoor, when I passed the sliding door; I saw a shadow hanging on the fan. It was a cool and breezy night. My vision was blurred so I waited for a moment to let my eyes adjust to the surroundings.
The watch on my hand ticked loudly to the rhythm of my heart. As drops of perspiration slowly trickled down my face, to my disbelieve the shadow was Jane. Blood was oozing out of her head. Her eyes were wide open. Her almond colored eyes turned into smoking grey. Her wrist was filled with cuts. It was a horrible sight. I dropped my roses, start to pace into the house and hug her lifeless body. I start to scream with all my heart and cried tears of blood until Mr and Mrs Don; Jane’s neighbor; came running to the scene after hearing my screams. Mrs Don collapsed when she saw Jane covered in blood while Mr Don was speechless. After awhile, he patted my shoulder and called the police.
The paramedics and police came after a few minutes. Paramedics confirmed that Jane has been dead for the past 3 hours. The police started to take statements from eye witnesses and I was one of them. There was a huge crowd gathered outside the house. People start to say ill things about Jane. About how she had behaved these past weeks. Some even said that they did not believe that a polite and kind woman like Jane was capable of doing such a thing. I couldn’t take it anymore… so I block all the sounds that were buzzing right at my ear. It was like watching a horror movie without sounds. I stare at the wall, oblivious of my surrounding.
After giving my statement to the police; I stutter throughout all the way; I went outside and began to walk without destination. I left my car parked right next to Jane’s car. Half of my shirt was covered in blood. The rain that poured down on me was beginning to change from slight to a heavy storm rain. People started to go home with their beloved ones. I gave out a slight smile at the scene. I was one of them not long ago, but now the entire things in this world are meaningless without Jane.
I felt empty and lonely inside. I saw a taxi driver struggling to drive his taxi in the heavy rain. Suddenly an idea struck me. It was brilliant and I was sure it would be less painful that actually to live without Jane. I laughed to myself and start to drag my leg towards the taxi lane. I heard the taxi driver hitting on the brakes… but it was too late. My body was rammed hard by the taxi and the impact sent me flying over a few meters away. My head was beating furiously; there was blood all over the place. My visions were getting blurred and darker every passing minute until; there was no more. At the last moment of my life, I saw Jane waving happily at me with a smile on her face. “Welcome home” she said to me.
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