Monday, October 12, 2009

Clay and Rou became good friends. They would see each other every night under that Sakura tree where they first met. They would talk ang talk for hours on random things. The habit went on for the next couple of weeks.

He’s my ex-boyfriend.

Seri, one of Clay’s closest friends in high school and who came back from Korea few days ago, confided. Clay can not believe her ears. The breaking news made her stood still, speechless for a moment.

Are you there? Clay? Hello?

She hung the phone.

She felt something familiar, like there are hundred pins puncturing her recently healed heart. Seri fed her ever curious mind with information she wished she never heard.

The truth triggered so much pain.

“So it’s true. You get close to women. You cast love spells on their stupid, vulnerable hearts and when you succeeded on making them fall, you just leave them hanging like a used toy car ready to be donated at some charity institution.”

She paused.

“… What are you?”

Rou, believing that Clay is just goofing around, arrogantly told her, “Im a God remember?” Then he laughed a mocking laugh. He was obviously teasing her. But her eyes couldnt deny the seriousness of what she just said.

Did you honestly believe what that girl told you?

The disappoinment in his voice took over.

… Yes.

They were silent for a moment. She was close to letting those tears out but her pride told her not to. Not now.

He slowly stepped backward, looking down at his newly bought white sneakers. She has no idea what’s going on with his mind. He has always been the silent type between the two of them.

Then Rou, sad and pale, silently walked away.

Sakura leaves fell from the old tree just as Clay’s tears rolled down her smooth cheek.

She knew on that day, she has definitely fallen in love.

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