Give Me Your Heart

13: Asia

I almost couldn't sleep a wink last night. I tossed and turned thinking about the kiss with Viktor.

Oh it was magical.

Although it was my first kiss, I didn't let him know, fearing that he wouldn't like inexperienced women.

Does that mean he likes me too?

Thinking about that made me feel embarrassed. No, of course he couldn't have. I'm just a plain old woman. While he...looked so dashing that night. Like a prince from a fairytale. I should've put on some make up! I think I looked like a toad.

I cupped my heating cheeks and shoved my face unto my pillow, I was still in bed freaking about that magical kiss last night. Gaaaah.

How should I conduct myself in front of him the next time?

Flipping fudgecakes.

I unconsciously touched my lips, it was a bit swollen but...ah! It felt so right and so good!

I think I...love him. No, this is wrong. This isn't love. It couldn't be.

But I just got my heart broken a few weeks back, am I turning into a...?

I vigorously shook my head. I couldn't have felt love, no this isn't love.

No, I don't want a rebound relationship. That's awful. And, did he do that to comfort me, a broken hearted girl?

I frowned at the thought, well, there is that possibility because he's way to handsome to kiss me willingly. Right?

I sighed, if only Viktor was a liiiitle but less handsome Soni could at least be at his level. Damn, he's too good looking for me.

I was about o get out of my bed when my phone rang. My mother had called me to invite me for a family gathering we always celebrate for a week starting at the 25th of December. Which, for the past few years I always declined because of my tight schedule during this season, a lot of children are getting hurt and hospitalized because of mishandling fireworks or being shot by a stray bullet. Its peak season and the hospital needs every doctor to help.

Thinking about that made me feel guilty somehow, the hospital must be in a frenzy now.

Mother had told me that I must come, since I'm off the hook and I can't find the most convincing excuse to tell her, I apparently had to go.

It's been years since I saw all of my family members anyway, she said, and Grandpa Millard missed me too much he would find ways to make me come, like threatening me with his health.
Haa, that old geezer.

But its just that, I don't wanna go. I have to fly back home to X city and I really hate parties and I want to spend the holiday with Viktor.

But certainly I can't tell mother that. She'll scold me for being a fickle. I sighed. I have to go, I don't want too worry my parents and Grandpa.

That afternoon, I filled myself up. Baked cookies and a fondant cake I knew Viktor loved.

When I heard his door open and close, I quickly spray a mild perfume on me. With the baked cookies and the cake on both of my hands, I made my way to his door and rapper my knuckles on the hard metal.

I was a little nervous and sad.

Guess this is goodbye.