Faded Smiles #27

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Aryl's POV

The hymns of the birds that were busy exploring the trees where they where playing are like music to my ears while I am sitting on the bench, here at the garden of our school holding my favorite romance novel that I was reading a while ago.

I am waiting for Timothy to came as he bought us our lunch and said that I can wait for him here.

"You alone?" a cold voice lingers on my ears as a masculine body gave silhouette to the bench where I was sitting.

My heart automatically beat fast as Tristan sat next to my sit and play the grass where his shots landed.

I just nodded and diverted my attention to the flowers that started to bloom that made my lips yo curved for a smile.

We ate the silence for almost a minute but I can't stand it, thus I harshly stared at him. "Why Tristan? Why did you leave me?" I managed to control my tears from falling but I can't help to cry as I remember our memories.

He shifted his emotion and all I can see in his eyes is the sadness, not the Tristan I know, he is not my best friend.

"Because that's the least way I can do to make you happy. I don't want my feelings to interfere with your happiness. You know all I ever wanted is your happiness, right? " He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes like the way he smiled for me every time he cracked jokes or pranks.

"But I'm happy when I'm with you, why do you need to avoid me? Why do you need to divert your gazes every time our eyes met? Why do you have another girl best friend? Why?" my tears are slowly making its way to my cheeks as my eyes were swollen.

Why did you leave me hanging, Tristan?

"Because I'm not used to it! I'm fucking jealous and I hated it! I love you and you love him, right? That's why I need to divert my feelings to others, for me to become your loyal best friend again!" he clenched his jaw and the tears were falling to his eyes whilst his eyes were brave enough to meet my gazes.

He leaned forward and his lips met my forehead as he gently wiped the tears from his eyes. "Goodbye for now Aryl, but always remember, your best friend is always here, supporting your every step and decision. "

I shut my eyes as my tears are starting to fall again whilst he was busy made himself fine.

I don't know why I need to feel this pain? I don't know why my mind and heart were battling in this situation!

My mind says I need to set him free to move on and for himself but my heart says not to because he wasn't coming back. Once that he walked away from me, he would walk out from my life, forever.

"Is there something wrong? Any problem?" I immediately glanced at the man who's standing seriously next to the bench I was sitting.

Timothy.

I smiled and walked towards him and get the plastic bags that he was holding.

"Hungry already?" he chuckled as I give him a warning glare. "Yeah right, You're hungry."

In my peripheral view, I saw Tristan silently stood up on the bench and clapped his hands to avert our attention to him.

He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes that made my heartfelt the undeniable pain again. "Aryl, Mister Garcia, I think I should get going. I remembered that I still have a class to attend."

I swallowed real hard as I felt a lump that was slowly forming on my throat. "T-Tristan?" I whimpered and he stopped but never looked back.

I miss you.

I want to say those words because that was I truly feel but I don't know why I can't even talk.

He sighed and walked again silently. I felt smooth fingers that lingers to my face. I saw how he changed his mood and how distant he was to me.

Timothy.

"Let's eat!" he ponytail my hair and tucked it behind my ears as he tried to make his voice hyper as it usual.

I simply nodded and get the plastic that has my food and start eating.

But after a couple of minutes of eating his phone rang. He quickly gets it from his pocket and diverts his attention to it.

"I should take this call. " He stood up and stormed out.

***
It's been an hour since Timothy left to pick the call. I was sitting silently while waiting for him to come back. I sighed as I decided to stand up and looked for him.

I'm walking alone in the hallway when I heard a familiar voice talking.

It's Timothy...

"Of course, it's part of my plan. You know I hate her guts, right?" He laughed as he tacked his shirt from his pants. He was holding his phone that was placed on his ear and I was behind him that's why he didn't notice my presence.

"Oh silly. I will finish this game with a victory smile. She ruined everything about my family and I made sure I will destroy her!" His body stiffed as he glanced at my direction.

I silently watched him whilst his on panicked to bid a goodbye to his colleague over the phone.

"WonderWoman," he whispered as he tried to walk near me but I walked backward.

"It's not what you think. Don't put some conclusion!" he said defensively that made me laugh sarcastically.

"What do you think I was thinking? And I am putting a conclusion because it is the damn truth!" I felt my heart dropped in pain and feel betrayed.

"Wonderwoman." He tried to walk next to me but I began to turn around and walked away from him.

Why should I duffer like this?

Am I that bad to let me suffer?

I just want to have a better and happy family, but it turned out a messy and bitter life.

I ran as fast as I could and the mixture of sweats and tears are slowly falling from my face. But a massive and complex muscled arm embraced my convulsed body.

I was staring at this man's black shoes as I slowly drifted up my eyes to meet his gaze.

My body convulsed more as I stared at the man beside me.

My fist automatically clenched in anger and my swollen are slowly forming tears again.

Motherfucker!

"I know you! You!" my voice is full of anger towards the man in front of me with a sympathetic expression on his face.

Oh, come on, Aryl! You must be kidding! That man can't feel guilt and sympathy!

"Aryl," he plainly said. His voice is full of sadness and his eyes say it's sincere.

"Don't come near me!" I screamed.

"Dad." My body stiffed. That familiar voice. Timothy.

You must be kidding me!

I slowly turn around and meet his gaze. His shocked expression turned into cold and blank.

I was confused.

All I know is we can't be together.

I laughed at the sudden thought that made their eyes shifted on me.

We can't be together, batman. Because your father is my father's gunman.

I gazed at them one more time until I turned around to walked away from this shit.

***
To be continued...

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