Snowdrops

Chapter 1: Beautiful Spring

Chapter 1

Beautiful Spring

Have you remembered the first time we have met? On the field full of snowdrop flowers, that dance along with you?.. I’ve seen the most alluring smile I have ever seen in my entire life.. At that moment, I felt that I am already fall in love with you...

Every time I look at her eyes I see you.. The way she smiled at me and the way she said “I love you”... I always remembered you..

I kept my promise.. The sky is my witness.. 

Moi, I still love you.. I always do... I miss you.. 

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Patrick Wale POV

“Sir, you are not allowed to go out.” Mr. Dirk said while he’s following me going downstair. 

“I’ll be back before they come home.” I assured him “they’ll be here at 11:00pm right? Then I’ll be here at 10:30pm. Okay?” 

“If that’s a promise sir, then I’ll hold on it. Just be careful and please no more accident.” he begged me. Mr. Dirk is like a my second father. He always there physically and emotionally when I needed him. He works here, in our family for more than 35 years. And he takes good care of me since I was a little boy as if I’m his own son. He’s a typical old grayed hair man who always wears a smile in his face. I’ve just seen him cried once at that time I was involved in a car accident last year. That was the most terrifying event that happened in my life. I thought I was dying at that moment, when I have seen the head lights of the truck coming in front of me. But thank God there’s a word called miracle. Even though I was stuck in bed for 6 months. 

I climbed up at my jeep wrangler, start the engine and asked the guard to open the gate for me. I called Steve to ask where the others are. They’re at “The Basement” club hanging out. Suddenly Chelsea called “Hey hottie, where are you?”

“Hey babe, I’m coming. I’ll be there in 7 minutes, if..there’s no traffic.” I answered.

“I’ll be waiting for you baby. And oh baby, can I asked you something?” she sweetly asked.

“Sure anything babe, What is it?” 

“Can you drop by at the park; and buy me a tacos? Please baby.” She said with her delightful voice.

“You really know that I can’t say no in that kind of tone of yours. Okay, the usual?” 

“Yup, Thanks hottie. Don’t worry I’ll pay you hard when you got here. Love you.” 

“Hahaha.. I’ll look forward on that payment. Wait for me. Okay? Bye.” I answered and hang up. Chelsea is my Childhood sweetheart we’ve known each other since were kids. She’s sweet and bubbly and always there for me. She has a shiny long blonde hair that always smells jasmine, with a very sexy body that can make every guys turn around and a deep blue sea colored eyes to match on. She looks perfect and I know, I’m lucky to have her. But the most luckiest part is, she loves me even though I have a lot of mistakes and girls at the past. Well, until now I still have both. It’s not my fault, being handsome and at the same time popular is very hard. 

I arrived at the park and started walking toward the cart who’s sold Chelsea’s favorite tacos. But too bad for me I parked my jeep wrangler at the other side of the park and now I need to walk much farther.  

While walking I saw parents and kids playing, group of geek highschool students hanging around, artists doing their things and lovers dating. Really? Dating at the park? What a cheesy idea. 

I bought the tacos and thought that I should try to walk on the forest like part of the park to avoid people staring at me. I got annoyed when I sees girls in different ages trying to flirt at me. But when temptation strikes the word “annoy” is out of my vocabulary. 

Following the path across the park the only sound I heard are birds singing and the wind that brushed along the trees and plants. It’s so relaxing; felt like I’m on the different world, away from this crowded and stressful world. Feel strange huh? The beds of white flowers at the pathway catch my attention. And realize that it’s not just a beds of flowers but a field full of white flowers. And there, standing alone I have seen the most important part of my life. The start of my magical life..... The magic of the beautiful spring....

Now I know why Mr. Dirk says flowers make the spring beautiful.