since im outta idea of what to blog (nothing special for this week yet). im gonna post something different today.
before this, i posted some article. (to me, that is. probably craps to others :P)
so this time, im gonna post a story.
a story. YEAP, i wrote a story.
NO, its not a 'based on an true story' or 'experienced' craps, its my english homework actually. HAHA
this is like the first time i ever wrote a story in my life. i never wrote one. not even in an exam.
okai except if u consider those 'Write about your Aidilfitri and how was it blablabla' is a story.
this is like a love story, man! something like Romeo and Juliet! :P YEA IM GONNA BE LIKE SHAKESPEARE!
anyway the title of the story is there *points up* dont ask why, i have no idea. i just simply put that. hoho
and the reason why im posting it cause some of my friends want to read it so yea. enjoy the stupid story.
also to anyone came across my fuckin blog. hoho
Prologue
I hauled in a bracing breath and exhaled slowly. I stood face to face with my lowly beginnings, and determined to lay the memories to rest - here and now, once and for all.
"Time to let it go," I murmured.
I got out from the car, and turned to confront my past. A place with memories, yes, the lake. The lake where we used to spend time together. I stared at the big tree that was silhouetted against the blazing orange-and-yellow sunset, where rolling hills flattened into gray, arid plains. Our indestructible fortress of love, now is just a mausoleum, a catacomb for the past.
The Memories
"So you said you got something for me," I said.
We sat down under the big tree near the lake. A place where we would usually go after school or for an evening walk. Emma smiled at me and grabbed a box out from her bagpack. It is small-in-size, white in colour with a big glossy red heart pattern on top of it. Well, it is my birthday today, kind of expecting a bigger box from her. I know I shouldnt have that kind of thinking as a boyfriend but I just wanted that latest Nike Air Max so much.
" I know youre not the nostalgic type but I hope you like it," Emma said with a cheeky smile on her face. "As long its not a book about fishing, its fine with me, love," I joked.
We laughed and I gave her one big hug and a kiss as a token of appreciation.
Just 3 more days to the school prom and I still have not asked her about it, eventhough it is obvious she will be going to the prom with me, isnt this how things should be? The boy will ask the girl he likes to be his date to the dance? I could feel butterflies in my stomach. The last time I felt so nervous was 10 years ago, when my mama interrogated me about her flower vase which I accidentaly broke it while I was playing with a balloon. It was a frightening experience. Now, I dont have any other choice but to ask, no matter what.
"You are going to the prom with me right?" I asked, with my heart beating so fast as if I just ran away from a raging hungry bear.
"Yes."
There was a silence at the end. which I am not sure what it was suppose to mean. Is it a good sign? Or negative? My head is in mess, I cant think clearly and rationally.
"....like I have anyone else to go with!"
A silly smile on her face, she gave my cheeks a squeeze.
"God... dont you ever do that again," I exhaled for a relief.
I dropped my school bag on the floor and opened the box that Emma gave me early. It was a locket, with a picture of us in it. I still remember the day we first met. It was at Space Galacticolosiphobicalos Mall cinema, during the premier of The Dark Knight. She was mumbling to herself about the Joker apperance. I accidentaly heard about it and started mouthing off. We started arguing, and we forgot about the movie. The next thing we heard was a shush by the people behind us. It was embarassing. A week later, I met her by coincidence at a theme park. An amazing coincidence. And this picture says it all. Emma Jessica Heard, I love you too.
The Night
"Are you ready yet?" my mother yelled. "If you are going out on a date, never let the girl waiting for you or you might end up alone later," as usual my mama would lecture me about being on time and stuffs. I was not that late. It is only 8 o' clock and the dance starts at 9. I dont knw why my mama looks so excited about me and Emma going to the prom. I guess she was just happy for me.
"Okay, have a good time and behave yourself," my mama fixed my tie and handed me the car keys.
"Of course I will," a huge smile on my face, I gave a kiss to my mama's cheek and off I go to Emma's house.
As I was waiting for her in the car, I made sure everything was fine on me. My suit, I hope she likes this Sex Panther cologne im wearing. Although I dont feel good about my hair, it is too late for a repair. Not being a hopeless romantic, I have always wanted to go to a dance with my lover. Something like in the movies. Soon, I heard footsteps coming towards the car. I know its none other but my lovely princess.
"Sorry I'm abit late." A smile blossomed on her blushing face.
Wow. That was what I could say about her. She was beautiful. Stunning. More beautiful than the full moon as it rose above the velvet sky. Her blue evening dress that swept around her like a wave of aquamarine. Her silky auburn locks fell mellifluously down her shoulders. I was speechless.
"Is there anything wrong, darling?" she asked.
"No, nothing is wrong. Everything is good. Perfect. You look very beautiful." I smiled, knowing this is a night that I will never ever forget in my life.
I tried my best to get us on time to the dance. Maybe I should text Balan to save a place for me and Emma. I pressed the pedal to the metal. I wouldnt mind if I get a ticket for that because it will be worth it all. We have to make it to the dance.
Thought to myself, why dont we go and spend some time alone together at the lake? Okay, bad idea. Remember what mama said, girls dont like guys who have that kind of thinking. She seriously looked gorgeous tonight. In many ways, Emma was the perfect girlfriend, especially for a guy whose interest is to eat donuts everyday. There is just something really special in her smile. Even in my darkest day, a smile from her would make everything all fine again. I am so grateful to have her
As always, Emma would crack up silly jokes while I am driving. She was telling me stories about flying monkeys, space cowboys and cyborg ninjas. I could not help myself but my stomach was going to explode, thanks to her jokes. I was not sure if we could make it on time, so I reached in my pocket for my handphone to text Balan. Right after I took a turn, my handphone fell down. Quickly I grabbed it. But just when I got up, bright light coming towards our way and a car horned loudly.
"FIRDAUS! WATCH OUT!"
When I woke up, the rain was pouring down. Ignoring the words of the ambulance crew, I got up from the stretcher. There were people standing. Tears rolling down from my eyes. I found Emma lying down on the street, while the ambulance crew tried their best to help her. I went closer, I could not believe my eyes. I felt lifeless.
"We tried our best. We're very sorry.." said the paramedic in a disappointed tone.
I heled her close to my heart and kissed her. My love is now gone. Forever.
Epilogue
I continued to stand there for the longest time, looking at the lake, listening to the sound of crickets. I blinked back the tears that welled up in my eyes, assuring myself it was the wind that caused the watery reaction.
I reached in my jeans pocket. Clutching to the locket, I looked up to the heavens and asked myself, how long more can I hold on, living in the past? The only person who had been holding myself from moving on is me. Then I realized, that an ending is actually a new beginning in life. So I put my fist in the lake and let the locket flow with the current. Eventhough she is gone, I have to move on. I know, somewhere up there in heaven, she wants me to be happy. I believe, someday we will meet again. Tears streaming down my face, I smiled. Life is too short, and I cannot miss out chances and opportunity in it, so live each day to its fullest. I really miss Emma.
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