Fantasy • boy squad imagines

Fate • s.l

Growing up with grandparents who always showed affection and love for each other, and my dad who never failed to show my mom how lucky he is to be married to her, and as he have never loved any other woman when just when I was about seven, he became a widowed husband, I learned what true love is by heart and dreams. You see, I believe in fairy tales, magic, and all that happy endings. And to add up, I'm a girl who never had any boyfriends nor settled to any types of romantic sort of relationship since birth. Why? I was waiting for the right person, my destiny.

It may sound crazy, I may sound crazy. But that's also one thing I learned about love. It makes anyone crazy. And I also find it how ironic people would take drugs, risking their lives when love can also make one go crazy, happy, broken, and fucked up, all at the same time.

And don't ask me if I felt something like that already, because I did.

When I told you that my mom passed away just when I was seven, after a couple of months, my dad was diagnosed with diabetes. And in one night, his sugar level just went too much high and then he also left me, alone. And when I also told you that love can also make one go crazy, happy, broken, and fucked up, all at the same time, I wasn't just talking about two persons in a romantic relationship. Family love can be involved too. So that leaves me living with my grandparents, the cause for us to move back to Tokyo, my mom's hometown. Because why not? I mean, there's no more reason for us to stay in America.

I am basically a Japanese - American. My mother is half Japanese, half American. While my dad was a hundred percent American.

Even though I was already parentless, or abandoned as people would call it, I was never sad but always happy with my grandparents. Because I chose to be happy. And I knew that my parents will always be there for me, up there while they watched me. My heart wasn't lonely, and each and every part of my soul was filled with love by my grandparents. And that helped me not to stop believing in true love, which my parents never failed to give me even if they left me too early.

But you know, there's this feeling that as I grew and time passed, little by little, I start feeling that something's missing in my heart. It was too small at first, and then soon started taking up space. But I ignored it anyway, maybe, that's just a feeling you get when longing for parents now that I'm older.

Heck. I knew it isn't. To be honest, it's like a feeling of being wanted. You know, that strange feeling that somehow, sometimes, I also wanted to be wanted.

But nah, I'm just fourteen.

My train of thoughts were interrupted, and it pulled me back to Earth. "Elaina?" My grandfather called me.

"Yes grandpa?" You might be wondering why I'm speaking in English, but people, my grandparents and I didn't forget how to speak that. And we also decided that we would just talk in Japanese outside of the house, just a constant memory that we keep to remember the old times in America, when my parents are still living.

He motioned me to come forwards so I walked up to him. "Have I told you about the story how your grandma and I knew that we're for each other?" I shook my head, sitting beside him and then resting my head on his shoulder. He smiled at me in delight and even if I am too old to hear these kind if things, I listened.

He cleared his throat. "Back when I was younger, my grandfather was a monk in the ancient Japan, and he told me about this love myth. The red string of fate." He let out a proud, victorious smile as I just smiled back. "And since I can't do anything but listen, my ears opened up for his words. I didn't mind what that was, but all I can remember is that the gods have tied knots on each people's pinkies, to where leads pinky promises as well,  who are destined for each other. Elders said, that no matter what circumstances, time, place, or anything that would cause it to get all tangled or stretched, it will never every break. Then when the perfect time comes, they will meet each other and they are meant to love each other. Soul mates, flaming fires." He told me. "I admired your grandmother when I was little, and we would always play together as kids. We were inseparable, until I realized that I am developing this puppy love or crush on her until when we reached the age of six or something like that. But when we grew, she moved to California and then soon, our family needed to move to New York for business purposes. And when I was about your age, I met her again. But we didn't knew each other because she looked completely grown up. She's so beautiful, just like you. And when I was eighteen, my family was drowning in debts, I was required to marry the first daughter of the family that my parents are about to incorporate with, she was called. And I remember her name. And from that, it felt like fate made its way for us to see each other again, and not just that. It even secured us together in love." I was too amused in this.