Just A Week More Than A Fortnight.

DAY 03, WEEK 02

"Wake up you lazy bum! "I stood on Karry's bed and kicked his leg.

"What. No. "

"You have school!" I pulled his arm but he was reluctant to get up.

"Shut up and just get in bed with me. "
He turned his arm and grabbed mine, pulling me into his embrace.

"No. You haven't showered yet!"he kissed me on the cheek and told me to be quiet, I groaned in disgust.

"You haven't even brushed your teeth yet. Kiss me only when you have."

His big brown eyes shot open.

"So I can kiss you after I brush my teeth. "

"Whatever just go!"

I urged and pushed him into the bathroom, then I flew down to his front gate. I look up at the sky and wondered useless things while walking in little circles. Karry suddenly jumped out and had an arm around my shoulder, he gave me a kiss on my cheek and we started walking.

"Why do you like to kiss me so much?" I asked, it was a stupid question, I doubt anyone would have been able to answer that.

"Because I only have three weeks with you and I want to treasure every moment. I don't want us to ever fight over worthless things and just smile, laugh, love these three weeks away."

"You do realize that after three weeks you're going to just forget about all this and I'll be reincarnated into whatever I will be, right?" I looked up to him and he just looked forwards, then turned to me and stopped walking, "Is this all worth it?"

He pulled me in and kissed me on the lips, I heard a few aunties down the street talking about us.

"Oh my god, look! Teenagers nowadays are so brave and passionate. It brings me back to my younger days."

My eyes darted back to Karry's as he let go, I licked my lips and it still tasted as sweet and as passionate as the first time he kissed me.

"Even just one minute with you is worth sacrificing everything for."

I buried my face in his firm chest and tightened my arms around him, I whispered, "I wish I was born a different person, someone who was closer to you. I wish I am alive, then I won't have to say goodbye."

I think he heard me because he hugged me back and stroked my hair. I let go and held his hand as we kept walking towards his school. We did not say anything for most of the journey. We just kept quiet and enjoyed the peaceful time we had that morning. 

"Do you want to know how I died, Karry?"

"I thought you committed suicide by jumping off a building." he looked at me with a raised brow.

"Yeah, that's how I died, but do you want to know why?"

"Why would you want to do that?"

"I just think it's about time you knew."

"I don't need to know. I just want to spend these 3 weeks with you." he gave me a peck on my cheek and bid goodbye.

I flew to the nearest beach, and even at my top speed, it took me an hour and a half. I sat down on the shore with with my hands around my knees and my sneakers neatly set beside me.

The cooling sea breeze and the faint smell of sea salt dangling in the air really calmed me down. The cold touch of the small waves that reached my toes reminded me of the mountain stream yesterday. I fell asleep there in a short amount of time. I woke up when a little kid started fiddling around with my hair. Luckily I had just enough time to make it back to Karry when I left the beach.

"What were you guys talking about?" I asked Karry when he walked out of the school gates with Max.

"It's nothing."

"You sure?"

"Hey, I gotta go. I have tuition today." Max let out an awkward laugh and headed off.

I glared at Karry for a while and he just pulled me home.

"You still not gonna tell me?"

"I told you its nothing." he flipped through his math textbook and turned his head towards me.

"Tell. Me." I squished his face and turned him round and round on his wheeled-chair.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! You know I get dizzy easily."

"Good, now tell me."

"I'm going on a school trip tomorrow." He said, a little stuttering.

"So, I'll just go with you."

"It's for a week, and I don't think you should come."

I swallowed my saliva and kept quiet for a minute. 

If he goes on that trip, I would have only four days left with him.

I clenched my fists and looked back at him. My lips were sealed shut as I said something I did not mean.

"Just go then, I'll mess around while you're not here."I chuckled and pushed his head a little.

"How many days will be left if I go?"

"I don't know. I'm not good with maths." I pointed to his book, then left him alone. 

He knew I was not in a good mood. My guess was that he did not know what to say. A part of me wanted him to stay, to not go, but I could never say something as selfish as that. That night, I had to grit my teeth and made sure I did not make a sound when crying.