CUPID | narancia ghirga

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐥𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞

I remember a conversation I had with Mother. She warned me, "Lovers are not worth it." And in truth, I gave it some thought. Mother is always right; lovers are in fact, not worth it. But I have always been a foolish child, believing things I shouldn't and holding onto what is left of my childhood, in hopes to disappear to a better reality and maybe escape from this hell mother has put me in. From a young age, the Cupid was what I chose to hang on to as a sign of hope. If mother cannot let me believe in what my childish mind aims to reach, at least the creation of my own fantasies shall. 

Yesterday, I ultimately chose to walk down the beach with that boy. I felt as if Cupid had it's eyes on my back all along. We talked for hours watching the waves and counting crabs like children. For a while, I felt like a kid again, for a while I felt alive. My name, was no longer the one written on the sand, but the one written on the clouds where Cupid slept, watching over my immature mind, naively falling in love with someone I didn't know. 

There are days I wonder if I am worth the love I give. 

There are days I wonder if the love I give is worth the other people. 

And there are days I wonder if I am enough.

For all I know, we are just bodies of organic meat, living aimlessly every day, striving to achieve a future that we know is not certain. Nothing in 'life' is promised; can this even be called 'living'? Aren't humans supposed to have a reason to wake up everyday? If I don't, am I still human? 

"Where were you yesterday, Coda?" I heard Delfina's voice from the long corridor's of father house. She did not seem worried about my sudden vanishing. "The beach" I smiled at her, bidding a good morning before my feet took me outside. I wish to see that boy again. 

The streets were quieter than usual, though the sun shone high, illuminating the land and blessing the people with it's warmth. My ears could hear the buzzing of bees in harmony as an old florist irrigated the flowers which were planted by non other than himself. It smelled of early summer when birds chirped, welcoming the upcoming hot weather, and cats returned to rest on top of the brick roofs of houses they were not part of.

"You!" 

Oh how I missed that voice.

"You're the person from yesterday right? The beach and all" 

Such an angelic melody. 

"I just noticed that I never got your name"

Coda. Coda Moretti.

"Mind if I ask for it?"

That's where I start talking, right? "I'm Coda, you?" 

"Narancia, but you can call me yours anytime" 

And there pretty much goes my stability. His eyes, oh how his eyes were mesmerizing. That same look I have missed all these years; no way in life this would be my Raven memory with amethyst eyes, correct? "Have we met before?" I mustered the courage to add a bit more energy to this conversation. If I'm able to hook him in with countless questions, this morning wont die early. "In a way, yes. But other than yesterday I believe we do not know each other, Coda" 

Narancia was no taller than me, I could see that my body was at least a palm higher. His hair was dark and messy, and with a simple guess, I would say he hasn't brushed it in days, yet it smelled of azahar, the flower that blooms from orange trees. It sprouts from the beginning of winter, inevitably passing on by the end of the season. His clothes were something strange to witness, a purple leathered shirt which stuck closely to his body having a contrast with his toned abdominal area, a waist low orange quilt held to his structure by a belt and trousers underneath, and lastly, an also orange hat, very characteristic if it were to be based off Narancia's personality. 

"Maybe you know..." He began, I could see a sly smile on his face; and oh how I loved it. "We should go out sometime" 

"What about right now?" 

If there is a word that could describe how I felt; it undoubtedly would be regret. 

"Right now? Like right now?" His face lit up, I could see it. "Yeah, right now" I decided to reassure him.  "Then let's go to the beach, after all, we're like the land and sea." 

"Enlighten me, Narancia" 

"We're different, but in a way or another, we always end up crossing paths."

"You must say that to every person that you talk to" 

"Actually, Coda Moretti, why do you think I took you to the beach the first time we met"

"Because it is beautiful and a good place to get to know someone?"

For a second I felt him breathe in. Is he nervous? Is he hesitating? 

"I mean, you are beautiful too and I'd love to get to know you better, but no. The beach is where the land meets the sea. The perfect unison, if I do say so myself. What do you say, Coda?"

"I say I call dibs on the sea, Narancia."

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A.N.:
Sorry for the amount of 
dialog, I wanted to see and
write them interacting lolol

Plus, now you have an idea
of what their relationship
will be like!