December 4, 2024
"I hope you didn't feel awkward around my parents," I shyly said as I started to fidget my fingers because of the thought that he might feel my parents were pushy.
We are here sitting again at the bench near the cherry blossom tree as the sun is now starting to set. We didn't even realize it was getting dark that fast because my parents had a lot of questions to ask Third.
"No, I did not. And it's actually just fine. My parents were actually a bit colder than yours so I was just kind of a little bit overwhelmed but they did no harm to me," he reassured me as I looked into his face when he mentioned his parents...
"Oo nga pala, hijo. Where's your parents? We like to actually meet them!" said mama when she started holding Third's hands. He just shyly looked away and put his left hand on his nape as if he was too uncomfortable to answer.
"Mama, huwag na po," I told my mother and was about to divert the topic when what he said makes us silent...
"Wala po silang pake."
"Sakura?" I squealed in fear. I didn't know I was lost in my thoughts again. A very hard face palm for you, myself.
"S-Sorry. I was just thinking about something. Hindi ko namalayang natulala na pala ako hehe," I responded.
A few minutes later, the noise was back again. The footsteps of people entering and exiting the hospital were much heard now. The beeps of the cars and the siren of the ambulance rushing inside addeds the stressful noise around.
You can never be in peace at a hospital, e?
I looked at my hands and noticed how pale I'm starting to look. Much paler than my normal skin color. Then I stared at Third's hands that is rested at the bench, making it as his support to sit as straight as a ruler.
I stared at it for too long that I'm starting to wonder how does it feel when you hold them... Is it warm? Will our hands fit together?
I gulped so hard as I started to get sweat. My heart races again so fast like it never rest.
Third put his eyes on me and he asked why and a panic has been plastered on his face.
I tried to inhaled for air to calm down my chest as I felt a warm arm around my shoulder and a hand that holds my hand that is on top of my chest.
Looking at Third's worry face makes it so hard for my stop to beating this fast.
"Sakura! Sakura, are you okay? Hey. What is happening to you? Do you want me to call the nurses? Sakura!" he panicky asked as I closed my eyes and tried to breathe deeper one more time.
"Haaa..." I exhaled. I now am watching Third removed his arms on me but still with a worry on his face.
A minutes passed by before I had the courage to find the words I would like to say... To find the words I could explain to him why he had this affect on my brain...
"I l-like you..." There, I stuttered as the color of his face washed away.
YOU ARE READING
Cherry Blossomed in Love
RomanceA love that is genuine as the peak of the cherry blossom, but as sorrowful as it leaves.
