Begin Again [One Last Cry Sequel] [EDITING]

Part VI

Like what I've said in the last chapter.. I will dedicate the next chapter to the first person who will post a comment in the new update. So here it is. Thank you Trusoutherner :) Keep on reading and enjoy!

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I wonder if everything is worth a try-- or a risk rather. This is the beginning of the sleepless nights; of the wet blanket and a curled aching body. This is the beginning of the painful memories that was once a rainbow.. of the silent pain and another agony.

I've always knew that this day would come, but I didn't expected it to happen this soon.

Am I doing the right thing or not?

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I'm still lying in my bed and enjoying the comfort of it. Today is Saturday which means I'll be going out with Clark later. It's still not sinking on me. I can't believe I said yes when he asked me out. But I made it clear to him that it's only a friendly date. No malice. He laughed at me though.

"I didn't say that it's a date-date. Just hanging out. A friendly hang out Freya."

That's his exact words and I felt embarrassed. He might have thought that I'm too assuming.

He asked mom's permission too and dad's, and they both said yes as well with a big smile on their faces. My parents are really cool with Clark. But like what Clark said... it's a friendly hang out.

I stood up and gather my things. I need to shower now because it's almost 9 in the morning, and I don't want to make Clark wait. Although we're just staying under the same roof, and going out shouldn't be an option, but here we are... but then again, it's just a friendly hang out.

I took a quick shower and fix myself. I put a light make up and wore my favorite boots and above knee length dress. This day shouldn't be a big deal, but I'm nervous as hell. Ugh! What's with you Freya? Calm down, girl.

I heard a knock on the door before it opened, and I saw my mom smiling at me. There she is again; she's been super persistent these past few days. She really wants me to get along with Clark. Why won't she understand that Clark and I are just starting to be friends?

"Oh, you look so beautiful honey!" she stated with so much enthusiasm while looking at me. I rolled my eyes heavenwards. Mum's really overrated.

She stood behind me and combed my hair with her fingers.

"I'm happy that you are now making friends. Your dad and I was so worried when you locked yourself here for a week and when you decided to go out, you didn't even talk to anyone." She said and then my life a year ago flashed before my eyes.

After my relationship with Justin, I'd been a mess! I isolated myself from everyone. I didn't talk to anyone. I pushed everyone away. I'm so scared of everyone like they would hurt me without a warning.

I faced my mom and hugged her.

"I'm better now, mum. So, don't worry too much about me. Tell that to dad too." I said.

I'm really better now.

I am.

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"Here. Taste this." Clark offered me a spoon of stew and I gladly open my mouth to taste it.

"You really did this?" I asked. "It actually taste good. You sure you did this?"

We chuckled. This feels right, and I hope I'm not wrong.

"You know what, you should trust me more with my cooking skills. My parents often leave home, so I was left alone, and I had no choice but to cook for myself." He stated.

He took me in one of the famous beach downtown for a picnic. I thought we'll go to mall or amusement park, but here we are.. seated in the blanket he brought for us and a basket of food. If only I had known we're going here, I should have worn a shorts or jeans rather than dress plus my boots doesn't suit this place. He didn't even tell me we'll go here, and he didn't even tell me to change my clothes that's why we were arguing later.. it's a friendly argument though. He said it's a surprise that's why he didn't give me any clue. Gosh, this guy!

"Why did you asked me out anyway?" I asked.

"To know you more?" then he chuckled.

"You were so distant when we first met. You don't even look my way, and I know you don't want to be in the same room with me. You're always silent, and when you talk to me, it's either you're mad or super mad." I lightly punched his shoulder after his last statement and he only laughed like a kid.

"You're mean. That's why I was so curious about you. I want to know why you're like that. I've never been this curious in my life. Never been this interested with anyone..." he continued.

"So you're interested in me?" I absentmindedly asked.  It was too late for me to take back my question. He smiled and focused his gaze in the ocean.

"There's no point in denying the obvious." He answered. 

Suddenly, I could feel butterflies in my stomach. It makes me want to curl my body and hold myself. My hearts beating so fast and loud that I'm afraid he'll start to hear it.

"Funny." I uttered.

"I'm not kidding Freya." His voice so serious it's starting to scare me. 

I'm scared because it's happening again. It reminds me of the times that I am happy with Justin. Those memories won't let me go. I don't like this. We shouldn't cross the line. He shouldn't cross the bridge. 

I stood up and walk my way to the car. I felt him following me until he held my hand and made me face him.

"Where are you going? Did I do something wrong?" He asked and I could hear the panic in his voice.

I sighed and look at him straight in his eyes.

"Don't." I said.

"What?" His expression was so lost.

"Don't like me more than a friend. We should stay as friends Clark. Nothing more." I stated.

I was just starting to open up again, and I don't want my friendship with him to end sooner. I don't want to lose him now that I let him in in my circle. 

"But---" I cut him off before he could say anything.

"I want to go home. I'm already tired." I said and shift my gaze so I wouldn't have to see his face. I don't want to see his expression. I don't think I'm ready for it.

He didn't say a word after that, and so do I. We went to his car and he drive us home. 

Upon arriving to the house, I swiftly got myself our of his car and headed straight to my room, and made sure I locked it before mom could ask me anything.

I felt a pang of pain in my chest. Like I did something wrong.. 

I didn't even look at Clark when I left him in his car. 

What just happened?