Will You Come Back To Me? *Complete* - Lucyheartfillia (read dune txt) 📗

I smiled at that thought. How ironic and stupid of me to have stood there like a statue while they got married and congratulate them after that when all I wanted was to stand by his side, as his wife. I made about ten floral dresses, each uniquely designed, each with my personal touch. I called it 'My First Date', after all, the fantasy in my mind would have been my first date. My second collection was a set of dresses were beautifully colourful yet painted with sadness, I could see it oozing out. Of course, being a professional and all, I masked it with happiness. There were also ten dresses in total. I used pale pink, pale blue, lavender, greyish-white, rose, greenish-blue, dull turquoise, pale red, beige and pale orange. They were great designs that will surely attract the crowd. I called this 'I Don't Know You Anymore'. It was true. I didn't know him anymore, after all, he has forgotten one thing very important to me, as though we've not met for ten years or so. I will not accept his wedding as his excuse.
Of course the last one was the best one. After all, 'save the best for last'. It's called 'Will You Come Back to Me?'. That's all I wish for, though it will never come true. My dreams will forever be dreams. My collection again had ten clothes and that was my favourite collection. My favourite one was this pale pink one with a turquoise belt in the middle with glitter on it to make it look more great than it already was. It was perfect for me. It would have been a thousand times better if he were by my side.
What a Waste

I was listening to Anna No Issho Datte No Ni by See-Saw, a Japanese song which described my situation perfectly. Even though we were together at that time, now we can't even get a word across. What fitting lyrics that describe my relationship with him so perfectly. How I love this song, so me.
I was avoiding Alex now. I stopped answering his calls and E-mails and, let's just say I miss him but I know this is for the best. But I listen to his voice mails over and over again, I couldn't help it. His sweet melodious voice charmed me and I've fallen for him all over again.
Too bad I'm too late to catch him now. I decided to take a walk around the city for relaxation. I walked around park after park just seeing lovers in each others arms and felt out of place. I was about to turn away when someone familiar caught my eye...Rachel.
And she wasn't alone. She was with Alex...wait...backtrack...that guy isn't Alex, Alex does not have blonde hair, he has brown hair! And they were...were...kissing.
I whipped up my cellphone and dialed Alex's number. He picked up on the first ring...like a desperate puppy.
I said, "Hello, Alex?"
He practically screamed, "Willow!!!"
I just asked directly, "Where is Rachel?"
He took a moment but replied, "She's is Sweden but she took a flight via Paris, why?"
I just said, "Thanks, I'll call you back later," and cut the call.
I approached those two and said icily, "Hi Rachel."
She gasped and whirled around and looked shocked to see me there. She just stood there gaping at me like and idiot for a minute or two before smirking.
"So my secret's out of the bag, huh," she said, sounding very much like slut.
I just asked, "Why would you ever cheat on him?"
She looked bored, "He's always talking about you, as though I'm just his friend and you're his wife. I'm tired."
I just whispered then, "If that's your reason, then I'll never speak to him ever again, I'll delete him from my contact list, just...don't...don't betray him like this...ever again," I ended with a sob.
She thought over it and said, "Fine. If you keep your promise, I'll keep mine. But tell me, why are you doing so much for him?"
I hid my face with my hair and said, "His life is too precious to be wasted."
She seemed to have accepted my explanation and then she immediately broke it off with the blonde-haired guy.
I turned and walked away, trying not to cry. When I reached my front door, I went in and slammed the door shut and sobbed and screamed.
I regret it...not telling him the truth. If I had told him the truth, none of this would have happened. He really wasted his life...marrying a worthless woman like her.

Anything for my Beloved

After crying and screaming like a banshee, I curled up in bed and cried myself to sleep. What else could I do, call Alex and tell him that the woman he fell in love with is a cheating s***?
I also did another thing that broke my heart into a million pieces-I deleted Alex's handphone number, but it's no use, I've memorised it by heart. Hell, I could probably recite it anytime if someone asked me. But a promise is a promise and I keep my promises.
The next morning, I just stared at the dress, the pale pink one that I liked. If only Alex were here, I would have worn it and he'd tell me I'm gorgeous and he'd grab my hands and we'd dance around the room together, laughing in our own world full of joy and overflowing happiness, too bad fate would never let that be, would it?
Then the phone started ringing. It distracted me from my fantasies. It was Rachel. I said dryly," Hello," only to be greeted by her cries of pain.
Only one word echoed over and over again.
"Alex."
Tears were streaming down my face as I rushed to the airport and I hurried the pilot to fly back to my hometown. I felt guilty since it was probably my fault. I should have continued talking to him. Now my sin has probably caused him his life.There has been an accident. And he has been badly injured.
How mean can the good Lord be? Just as I was getting over him, he had to get into an accident and worry me so.
I dashed through the hospital and gasped to see the wailing figure of Rachel. A nurse was talking to her rapidly and she looked like she was in trouble and I rushed over to help her.
The nurse asked me,"Who are you?" I lied to her and said that I was his sister. She then asked me what my blood group was and the moment I said A-negative, she grabbed my hand and we were sprinting.
The doctor explained to me everything. I understood the risks but it does not matter. I replied, "I'll do this a thousand times over if it means to save Alex's life."
The doctor appeared stunned and gasped out, "Why?"
A single tear rolled down my face as I smiled, "Cause I love him, he is my baby brother after all."
And as I felt my consciousness slip away and sleep creep upo me, I only thought, "I love you Alex, always have and always will. Please be alright. Love you, my dearest Alex." And I hoped with all my heart he received the message for he might never see me ever again.

Cat Out of the Bag & An Unexpected Event :)!!!

It was pitch black. Someone was weeping, weeping bitterly till my blouse was wet. I tried to open my eyes but a sharp pain prevented me from doing so. I tried groaning and the sobbing stopped, so I guess I made some noise, go girl! And I opened my eyes and ignored the freaking pain to see who was the kind soul that was crying by my side. But instead, all I saw was...... a blinding light.
Then I saw a shadow. I blinked and realised it was Alex. I tried to get up and Alex propped up the pillows for me. That sweet charmer, though it does bring pleasant memories...
"Alex, get down from the tree!" I shrieked, worried that he'd fall down and break something. He ignored me and reached for a bunch of berries and he lost his footing...he was falling.
"Aleeeeeeeeeex!" I rushed forward and cushioned his fall...god he's heavy. I