DAY 3 - 28

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Several minutes later, I knocked on her door twice. There's no answer from the other side.

Is she sleeping? That's strange. I remember that she never took a nap, even when we were children. Did something happen to her when I was gone?

I knocked two times again and called her, "Trix? Are you okay?"

There was no response from her, which made me wonder if she's still alive. Slowly, I thumped it two more times for the last time.

"It's me, Viona. May I come in?"

Then I heard a rustle and hurried steps. There's a big thud as well. I hoped she didn't hurt herself. A moment later, my patience paid off. When the door opened, a pale hand snatched my hand and drew me in.

Suddenly, I was in her arms and couldn't move at all. Something was snuggled up against my neck. It was ticklish and warm, which made me crazy inside. I tried to release myself, yet her arms were stronger than mine.

"Trix. Is there something wrong?" I asked carefully while patting her back.

She answered me by cuddling, "Nothing."

How sloppy.

After confirming she was crying, I slightly shoved her and then rubbed some cooling magic on her swollen cheeks with my fingers discreetly.

"Where did you go this morning, Trix?" My hand couldn't stop caressing her face, "You may recall I told you that you didn't need me, but I just couldn't stop worrying about you..."

"You don't need to know," the owner of silver eyes said, shyly looking at me while holding my hand down, "You weren't at home either, you know. Even though, you were supposed to be resting."

Her hand was trembling on mine, as if I would hurt her for her secrets. Assuring her that I wouldn't do anything, my hand massaged hers gently.

"Trix... Did you miss me?"

My best friend flushed and averted her eyes while denying it, "No. What-what are you talking about?"

"Really?" I asked with pleading eyes, "Is there not a single thing that you miss about me?"

"I already answered it, Viona. Why are you so persistent nowadays?" She murmured, "It's not like we separated for days..."

Hearing what she was mumbled quietly, it almost broke my heart. Yet, I didn't dare to show it. Quietly, I closed our gap and whispered in her ears.

"Because, Trix, I was lonely without you."

While teasing her long navy hair with my hand, I could feel her ears turn warm and red. It's an adorable sight, and I wanted to see more.

"I thought you had the same feeling as me," I continued while gazing at her silver eyes with a smile, "I apologize for my mistake, my dearest."

The pale lips slightly opened as her silver eyes gazed upon me. Then, she gripped my sleeves while hiding her face.

"Viona... Did you truly miss me?"

Her lovely tones and eyes almost make me lose control. She looked so weak under me—a different sight from her usual confident self.

If only she knew how much I wanted her to be mine right now, would she still stay beside me here?

With my last courage, I slowly gazed back at her silver eyes.

"Yes. I did," I whispered to one of her ears quietly but loud enough to be heard, "and... I'm sorry for breaking our promise. Do you hate me now, Trix?"

All of a sudden, she jumped on me with so much force. My feet almost lost their balance. Luckily, they could stand still on the ground until my best friend faced me with fury in her eyes. "Why are you saying that?!"

My mind became blank. "You kept saying that I needed to stop being clingy to you. Wasn't that because you dislike me?"

She's in utter shock that her hands forcefully grabbed my sleeves harder and said, "No. I don't hate you, I-" She abruptly shut her mouth and facepalmed herself. "Good dang it... This is why I need to stop being close with her..."

"Pardon me?"

"Nothing," she muttered while making a face as if she were not admitting something on her mind, "I'm sorry for yelling at you."

"You unusually lost your temper a lot today," I said, placing my palm on her brow and asking, "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry about me," she put my hand down, then scoffed, "I'm just feeling off these days."

Her answer didn't feel right to me, so I asked more. "Then, what did you mean by 'you don't hate me'?"

"Now it's you who—" she blushed.

"Do you love me, Trix?"

"Ugh," the silver eyes averted mine while its owner was blushing, "you know that I can't answer that kind of question easily..."

She hid her face behind her hand, yet I could see her face change color.

"You're not going to answer me?"

"I don't need to answer you again," she responded with a grumble, "didn't I?"

"I-"

"You need to stop before you regret it, Viona."

As she stared at me, I quietly shut my mouth. Yet, her pouting face was distracting me. While thinking about how much I yearned for her, the distance between us became tighter. Before I realized it, my lips could feel something warm on top of it.

Trix?! Did I kiss her?! Oh no, no! I need to apologize to her!

I stepped back from her, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to—"

Then, I saw her palm between us.

Oh, she blocked it. Thank goodness.

I was so relieved, yet my heart was disappointed a little bit. Before I talked any further, she shoved me quietly without looking into my eyes. Her hand was shivering, and her skin became paler than usual. Her breathing was slowing down, as if she were in distress. I was worried about her, so I held hers in mine.

"Trix? Is there something wrong?"

"Stay away from me!" she frowned and smacked my hand.

Her screaming surprised me. My legs stiffened as my mind numbed itself. When I looked at her, her silver eyes seemed terrified of mine, as if they didn't recognize me.

What should I do?

These didn't happen before, either in this timeline or in the past. Trix growled and pointed to the door as my mind was empty.

"Viona, I need you to not be near me for the time being. Get out of this room right now."

"But-"

She screamed, "Leave. Me. Alone!"

"Please, Trix."

"Don't you get it?" Her silver eyes glared at me as she clenched her hands. "I don't want to see you again, Viona!"

Crash!! I clutched my chest and could sense something was cracking slowly. It hurts me more than the blood vomiting I had done in the past three days. After a while, the pain continued until there was nothing left in me.

Ah, I see. This is how it feels to be heartbroken.

My heart was breaking into pieces, and the tears began to flow. I knew that my feelings were only on one side, even in this timeline. But, oh boy, this is still getting me. Reluctantly, I opened the door and walked out from there.

I'm finished. Trix... She wouldn't even see me in the way that I wanted - let along fixing our relationship.

Ignoring someone's crying, I closed my eyes while wandering without a destination.

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