Annie: „She had a heart attack.“
Time flew, I drowned.
Zico: „..did.. did she die?“
Silence.
„So we meet again, Miss.“ „Yeah..“ I could barely hear his voice through my ears. It shattered like a wave against my brain. „Are you feeling better?“ „A little..“ „Thats good to hear.“ „Doctor..“ „Yeah?“ „What.. happened to me?“ „We checked the Symptoms your body had before the accident. Eventually we noticed that you had a big discomfort in your chest. Your friends told us that you cold sweated and breathed very short before we came to your house.
Although it was just a light heart attack we want you to stay here for 2 days to check if you have any other problems with your body.“ „I had a heart.. attack?“ „Yes, Madam.“ „How.. I mean.. why ah..“ I wiped away the uncontrolable tears out of my eyes. „What causes a heart attack are different types of things. If you had emotional stress or pain-“ „Its okay. I dont wanna hear the rest..“
„Allright. If you need anything just call the nurse. Take rest and dont walk around so much.“ „Thank you Sir..“ He went out and I leaned back.
I bit my upper lip and began to cry out loud. My mind was broken, I couldnt even remember a single moment from last night.
Why did this happen to me?
Right after the doctor walked away the door opened again and I pulled my face into the pillow.
„Go away.. whoever you are..“ „Dont squeeze the poor pillow so hard. You might kill it.“ „Jackson!“ „Hey..“ „I-“ The door opened again and Zico came into the room, running over to my bed. „Zico..“ He began to held my hand like noone was watching us. „Are you okay?! Do you feel well?!
Did you, did you move?! They told us you shouldnt! Dont move okay?!“ He stroked my arm. „I ah.. Im okay for the moment I guess..“ Shiver. Confused about the fact that Jackson just looked at me made me feel weak. „What are you doing?“ Zico looked up to him and his face became pale.
„Caring.“ „About what?“ „A friend.“ „A friend, haha..“ „Ey..“ They propably didnt hear me.
„Not now Jackson.“ „Well, I guess youre right..“ He turned away from us and opened the door.
„Have a good rest Irina, youll need it.“ And with that he left us puzzled. „What? What did he mean by that?“ I questioned Zico with a mad look. „Dont ask me. He sure is weird sometimes, too.
Just like you.“ „Ya!“ I slapped him but giggled at the same time.
„Are you acutally smiling?“ „No, Im not.“ „Haha..“ „What is it now?“ „I love your smile.“ Damn. Please. „Ah..eh..last- last night!“ „Hm?“ „What did I drink ..last night..“ „Uhm.. I dont know? I went into the house and didnt really care about your drinking habit.“ „Of course. Sorry..“ „Nah dont be sorry. As for now you should sleep and eat and..“ „Hey.“ I took his hand in mine. „Stop worrying, Im okay.
I will get through this.“ „I know you will, but I want to be by your side now.“ „For that I guess I already have someone waiting.“ With my head I pointed at the door. „Are you rejecting my offer?“ His big lashes blinked at me. „Wha- no no no!“ He made me so confused. My mouth was talking shit and dumb sentences. How the hell will I ever get my old self back? What did he do to me?
So lost in the moment. Time to realize what really happened: I met two ultimate jerks, Jackson came back, the weirdo kissed me, I felt played with and now I even had a heart attack. Wow, what a mess haha!
„Irina? Are you listening?“ „..Do you really love me?“ So it began „Huh?“ Isnt it dreadful how boys can be cute and ugly at the same time? Thats what I always felt when looking at Zico.
„You always say stuff like 'Oh, youre so weird Irina' 'What are you doing with me?' 'You just dont take me serious enough' and other things. I already forgot the rest that youve told me and I tried hard to erase the moments we shared. The times you kissed-“ I needed to stop. The fever was getting worse. Maybe just my imagination but the hell I couldnt wait any longer.
„The thing is, you always care for me. At first I thought you just kid around like every boy like.. you .. does. But after some time passed I..“ Take it. „..I had a real big turmoil of passions inside my chest.“
Okay, I made it to stop.
„Irina..“ His mouth drew into a forced smile and he started to sit back. Like he always did when something big came up. „You just had a heart attack. Dont you.. dont you think its time for sleep?“ „Wont you look me into the eye?!“ My voice sharpened and I felt my lungs burning.
„I know I just had a heart attack, I know that I drank too much and I know that you know what I mean! Its time for you to open up about the fact that this will cause many problems! Kiki, Jackson, Annie.. Dont you think about my feelings for one time? Wont you ask YOURSELF what I ask MYSELF when you talk to me like that?! Isnt it normal for a girl like me to ask questions?!
Yes it is! So look me into my fucking eyes and tell me what I want to know! Or are ya just acting?!“
With a deep breath I asked him for one last time. „Do you really love me, Zico?“
His hands flickered and that made me kinda nervous. His whole presence made me nervous. How should I explain this to Jackson, how should I tell this Kiki? And how should I be able to move on, and leave my emotions in the sand.. so that I can live normal again?
People say you need to tell the truth. No, I wasnt to hash! It was time! Cause I realized that I have feelings for this big Idiot.
His Body cranked over his legs, I couldnt see his face but I would tell that it caused him to weep.
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FanfictionWinter, Tokyo. What a lazy day. Irina took the cup and cleaned it until it began to shine. Ten hot minutes and she could go home. The bell rings - another Costumer? "Im sorry." She could face a slight face moving in the shape of the cup she still...
