More Than Yesterday

Chapter 4

~ɖʀead օʄ ʄaɨʟʊʀɛ~

While he was dragging me off to nowhere, I reminisced the moments with him a while ago.

I got my firsts.

First kiss-even if it was hard to accept.

First boy friend-it mean a male friend. I'm not a friendly person so I don't have any friends. That's why I don't like seeing Iñigo crying, I really treasured him so much. Wait! I don't want to be a stranger's friend. I knew his name but we weren't even close. Maybe acquaintance was a perfect word.

First tutor-ever since when I were in Grade 7, I don't want a Math tutor because it only proves that I'm screwed up in numbers even if my Dad wanted to have.

First encounter with a man wearing a clear bright green eyes resembling of the stone emerald.

First heartfelt story I've ever heard in my whole life.

First 70 questions I've answered with just one top-

"We're here!" I looked at the place. I think that was just a beginning of the worst part of my life.

"What kind of place was this?!" I looked around the narrow area. It was so crowded, there was no room for students who will take a review because of the antique objects that took up most of the space. Are we going to study here?

I unexpectedly felt the whirling sensation in my head.

"I'm sorry but I can't stay here" I walked away before I collapse in front of him. I'm catching my breath. The scenes, the strong memory of my past came suddenly into my mind. I felt like I'm gradually lacking of strength so I quickly clenched the arms of the chair I saw, for support.

"Hey! Fiona! Comeback please!" Winter hold my right shoulder and he let out a long and heavy breath. I turned my back and hugged him tightly. I just want anybody who will protect me from the dark scene.

He moved humbly and I got the opportunity to slip my arms. I'm embarrassed to admit that I liked how he hugged me. I felt the protection and security.

"I'm so s-sorry. . . I j-just felt that something will or might h-happen. . . again" I felt extreme reluctance to said those words but I desperately wants someone that I will feel guarded. . . just this time.

"Sshh" Winter put his arms around my shoulder and encircled my waist. He supported me as my knees gave in. He hold me against his chest before picking up like a bridal style and walked off. I didn't complain cause I'm focus with the scenes that keep doing a flashback in my mind. I shed tears quietly as I saw my mom swallowed by darkness.

When I felt that I'm in a good state now, I faced Winter who was busy with his iPhone.

"I have a fear of being in closed or when I was in small spaces just like a while ago" I don't feel any coziness when I was in a situation that limits me.

"You're claustrophobic" He kept his iPhone after he said my phobia.

"Well, I guess so" I shrugged off my shoulders.