The last words that my grandmother said to me before she passed last night...
I never stopped thinking about them.
It's as if they are ingrained in my brain. And the fact that she passed away right before my eyes..The fact that I was the last person to see her before she had left..It hasn't left my mind either.
I know it will take time for me to get over such a thing just like how it was when my mother had passed, but the process is just too painful for me that I don't want to wait for time to pass and to heal my wounds. It's always hard for me to accept things for the way they are. Although there are things in life that are simply accepted by others because of its beauty, there are also things in life that are ugly.
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."Your Guardian Angel...He is the person who has helped you become the person you are today."
"...You should thank him..."
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•My Guardian Angel? She also said that she told me something about it before?
Trying to go back to the time I always visited Grandmother, I can't seem to recall any memories of anything related to that. Most likely because I blocked out most of the memories I had when I was a child and a teenager. Most of my memories from the past are completely horrible. It was so bad that I tried my very best to replace all of my bad memories with good ones and those good memories started to be made after I graduated high school. The moment I started anew, getting my own place and going to college. However, right now, I want to actually remember something from the past. To relive it-the moment my grandmother had told me about these Guardian Angels she spoke of. It's because deep down, a part of me believes that they exist. That "he" exists.
"Y/N?"
"Huh?"
After hearing someone call my name and blinking my eyes a couple of times to snap out it, I find myself staring at a white envelope being waved back and forth in front of my face. Once I look up from a project I recently started working on for another customer of mine, my eyes meet with the one and only Toru.
"T-Toru-san?!"
Seeing how I now notice his existence, Toru starts to stand up straight while still facing me.
"We didn't get a chance to give you the money we owe you for what you did. Instead of someone else, I wanted to give this to you in person to give my personal thanks and a proper apology for that scandal. So here," Toru sincerely says before handing me the envelope he was just waving in front of my face.
"Thanks," I plainly reply while grabbing the envelope out of his hand.
Since there is no need to speak of anything else, I decide to go back to work, which causes Toru to quietly leave. But as I see him walk towards the door to exit the place one last time, he stops for a second and turns his body halfway to take a quick glance back at me and then at the floor.
"It's none of my business, but...is the person who is in the hospital ok?"
Hearing Toru's unexpected question that makes me stop what I'm doing to look up at him, makes me hesitate to answer.
"Well, she..My grandmother was the one who was in the hospital yesterday and..she passed away."
I try to speak every word without making it obvious that I am hurting inside because of her death, but I fail miserably. While spitting out my words, my bottom lip starts to quiver as if I am about to get emotional like how I did at the hospital.
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Guardian Angel | Toru
FanfictionA story about a girl who became a fan of ONE OK ROCK and a hater of Toru Yamashita who is her Guardian Angel. Book One Started 04142016 ; Finished 08092016