Beautiful Pain

 

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~Prologue~

LIFE was very unfair.

Fate had always been cruel.

Destiny had never been true.

Feelings had always been distractions.

Love should have never existed.

These thoughts were filling my mind…and heart until a hand squeezed mine. With widened eyes, I turned to my left and found him there, standing right beside me. The smile he usually just showed to me was pasted on his face. “Everything’ll be alright. Let me see that smile of yours.” He teased and poked my right cheek.

As my cheeks reddened, I tried my best to give him a smile.

I wasn’t really sure how I looked, but he laughed anyway, which I always loved to see.

I was about to lean my head against his chest when an annoying sound brought me back in reality.

I opened my eyes and the white ceiling of my room welcomed me as I awoke.

Sitting up on my bed, I sighed, “…A dream?”

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Chapter One

~Chapter One~

                It was said there was a reason for everything; that you have a reason to live, that you have a reason to breath, that there’s also a deep reason to trip infront of your crush and that there’s also a deep reason why I’ve turned into a jaded, introvert and unsociable girl. Like hell there was. I was pretty sure there wasn’t a big, deep reason why I became like this.

                I looked at my right palm before clenching it into a fist. “Like heck I would let something like that happen again.” I grunted and tried my best to throw the memories away into my brain’s recycle bin, if ever it did have one.

                My thumping heart turned back to its’ normal rhythm when I finally faced-to-faced the arch of the main entrance of our school. To think I was able to survive twenty years of studying and its’ last year had finally come. How glad could I be?

                I looked over my shoulders and stared at the leaves that fell alongside the wind. Pained by such beautiful scenery, I turned and walked right through the gates. I had to move on or else I would surely be stuck on the past. After all, two hell weeks had passed since my last year of being a University student started. I began it with a good start, I’ll end it with a good one.

                After all, I had always been living in this crappy world since the moment I cried right after being born. Not like I couldn’t handle the next several years I would living in this kind of hell.

 

                I WAS making a quick turn in a corner, hoping to catch up with the elevator when I ended up bumping into something concrete and hard as metal. I blinked and looked up. It was a guy I never saw before. Well, not like I saw everyone that studied in this University, but with his looks, he would definitely be part of some group of models. Like, our University’s Boy Band entitled: Spartans. When you hear their band’s name, you probably would be terrified of its’ members. Yet, contrary to it, Spartans actually had four members, who weren’t just talented, but were also handsome, kind and respectful. Whenever I see one of them, all I could think was: “Wow, now, that’s an all-in-one.”

                Despite knowing other groups of good-looking people, why had I never heard or seen him before? What kind of aura did he possess for me to back off a little?

                We stared at each other’s eyes for almost a minute until he did the unexpected. He bowed, so politely too, and gasped, “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking! I would try to be more careful now!”

                Fidgeting, I waved my hands as a sign of closure. “N-No, that’s fine. No need to apologize. It’s just an accident.”

                He raised his head, and that was when he finally caught my attention. His eyes had different colors. The right one was green while the other one was azure. He blinked thrice before realization hit him. Hard too. “I-I-Uh, sorry! I-I gotta go!” He murmured in awkwardness and then ran towards the building right beside ours.

I tried to stifle my laughter, but I just couldn’t. I just, then, hid my giggle with my hand. “Cute.” I murmured. I never met someone like that. He was like a delinquent ready to punch anyone that would get into his way, but when I stared back at him—he ran away in embarrassment. I never knew guys like him still existed.

Dang, I couldn’t stop giggling.

 

I HATED this world the moment I opened my eyes and cried on my mother’s arms. I was a pretty optimistic, simpleton and energetic girl back when I was three to five years old until something we never expected happen. Since then, I learned how to turn away from the past and pretend I was a girl, who possessed no problems at all.

The All-In-One Girl, whom others idolized but more often was hated by many.

Not like I ever cared. I had always been a girl with dignity so high, I hated apologizing. I had always been a girl with high confidence that some started to back-stab me. And I had always been a person whose secrets would forever be kept.

“Good morning, Yhanna!” The closest friend of mine, Georgiana Barbera shouted and hugged me from behind. I turned my head a little to look at her and saw a certain something unusual on her features. I smiled back and slowly set her down on the ground.

“Let me guess, you saw him today.” I whispered.

She grinned so widely I almost thought that her teeth’s brightness would blind me sooner or later. Rubbing my unadjusted eyes, I mumbled, “Oh, did they perform today, as well?”

She nodded excitedly and started babbling all about her crush, who was also the vocalist of the so-called most famous Boy Band in our area, Spartans. I knew that it would be dangerous for a girl like her, who had always been a hopeless romantic girl, but I just couldn’t say no when she looked that happy.

I barely replied since my mind had been flying on all sorts of happenings today. But most of the time, I thought of that guy who awkwardly ran away. He was pretty cute after all.

I turned when she tapped my shoulder. She made a motion with her thumb that she needed to go to the restroom first before heading towards our class room. I am quite in cloud nine filled with nothing but my favorite desserts when a person waved his hand right in front of me. Blinking, I painstakingly tried my best to get back in reality. “You alright?” Georgiana whispered in anxiety.

Smiling, I nodded. “Yeah, just kind of hungry.”

She laughed with her usual little chuckle before pinching my arm. I flinched and pouted. “You idiot. Classes haven’t even started. Be careful or else your weighing scale might explode soon, Fiona.” She warned and sprinted off inside the room.

Wincing with the truth of her words, I decided lean forward against the railings that separated the rooms in our floor from the air that could towards our death. I knew that you would know what I meant, so I would not be elaborating. I shut my eyes, and took a deep breath of the fresh air that started to smell like summer. I reopened my eyes and frowned. “I hate summer.” I grunted to myself and sulked for no apparent reason.

I lowered the range of my eyesight, and caught a glimpse of something I wasn’t expecting. I leaned more forward and narrowed my eyes. This was the kind of timing that I hated my blurry eyesight. “That Blowout Burgundy hair shade!” I exclaimed silently. He was the only guy I knew in the campus that had that kind of shade of hair color. I had always been obsessed with hair colors that I experimented some into my own hair. Slowly, I began to memorize each shade despite their very small, trivial differences.

Somehow, my happiness increased when it seemed like he heard me. He turned his head a little upwards and caught my eyes; he then smiled and waved a little before walking inside their building, which was just the one right beside ours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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