Dedicated to her :)
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Love. It has never been on my side since I was born, I haven't felt the love of my family, friends and relatives since I was born. What is love? Is love really just a four letter word? It it sacrifice? Affection? Suffering? Pain? Love is complex, not even Einstein or Newton can give it's exact meaning.
"I don't know. I just... I felt like our friendship would end if I try going over the friendship line. It wouldn't word out"
I smiled "Maybe. Maybe not. Life is full of maybe's and what if's. But... what if it does work out?"
If only. If only I had a hundred bill everytime I had this kind of situation, I would eventually build my own clinic. Yes, a clinic where people go to ask love advices and all things related to love.
My words has always been the waking call for every girl and every person who had love problems. They would go around the campus just to talk to me and even cut class. People do have different problems and trials they have to go to.
"Thanks, Zylla. You're the best"
I know. I smiled at her as I glanced at my watch. I still had twenty minutes before my French Class. I know, when does a univerisity offer French Classes? I simply don't know but then, it's the twenty-first century.
I draw a straight line on my notebook as I lay down the grass. Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds made me think something important. Patient 969: Solved. What happened to my life?
As I was about to think and as memories came flashing back, a sudden loud thud came bringing me back to reality.
"Sorry to disturb you. You're Cupid's Daughter aren't you? Rezylla Vikyruisse, Cupid's Daughter"
And for the first time, a guy has asked for help.
~×~
Never in my entire life could I have imagined a guy asking Cupid's daughter for help.
"My bestfriend has hated me for years. I'm desperate on winning her back yet she wouldn't even talk to me nor see me. Because of a certain misunderstanding, this happened,"
How come? How come I have ever heard something like this before? How come I've known this story?
"W-What do you mean?" I tried to sound composed but then I've been avoiding this kind of stories ever since, a story that relates my own.
"A blind date. That was all it was, She has been my bestfriend, my lover, my other half and and everything but how come? I lost her? How come I 've lost the most important person in my life? Damn my cousin brought it to me. I shouldn't have went to that date"
I feel into my knees. This was indeed a familiar story.
"Are you okay?" He asked worried.
I couldn't do anything except simply nod. My muscles wouldn't move and I felt like I've lost my strength. This...
"Show her how you love her. It doesn't matter if she pushes you away. It doesn't matter if she doesn't want you back just show to her how much she means to you"
How? How come I knew this story?
"And if she doesn't?"
"Girls can be your greatest lover and bestfriend but they can also be your greatest enemy. She's your best friens, you should know her better than anyone,"
"Thank you," He mumbled "Who?"
I turned to him "Who what?"
"Who turned you to the person you are today? Who made you Cupid's Daughter?"
~×~
All my patients never asked why or how I became Cupid's Daughter. As long as I solve their problem, they would ran away. I have also avoided that question.
× Who made you Cupid's Daughter? ×
Back then, I've always taught that Fairy Tales exist. I've always taught that Prince Charmings and Happy-Ever-After's exist but then he broke my heart and I've never loved again... not until now.
"Zylla. You are going to be late!"
I sneeted at my sister "I'm coming. Sheesh. You are much more excited and hyper than me," I mumbled putting on stilletos.
"Of course! You're dating someone after three years!" She said excitedly.
I heard a beeping sound amking my heart flip and my hands quivered because of nervousness. I have never ever felt this way before, or maybe the feeling deserted me long ago.
"Stunning, ma belle" He commented making me blush.
"Can't make me look like a rag doll on the Prince next to me," I said.
He smiled "Even if you wear a rag shirt, you would always be the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on,"
Maybe. Maybe Fairy Tales do exist. Maybe those feelings came rushing to me as soon as I saw him. Maybe I knew that he would never break my heart, and if he did, I would become immediately replace my father: Cupid.
But right now, the love doctor has already found her one and only medicine.
