YBND Story

 Chapter 1: Wish

I had asked many people what their wish could be… could be and would be… and then I turned to myself facing the mirror asking what my wish would be and could be.

Standing in front of the mirror like a love sick fool leaving out a heavy sigh and turned to put my shirt on and like a clumsy girl tripping with my clothes strewn all over the room. I lazily let out another sigh and called the maid to clean my room right after I leave the house and also made sure to clean my bathroom spotless. I had another bad hangover. It is really hard to turn down the old man you know. Heading down the stairs I can’t help but feel irritated and annoyed because of my headache. I feel like I want to punch something.

Soon as I spotted the maid, I had informed her about my needs and especially my messy room. Without even a word to ask about my old man, I left the house soon as I can. I need to get out. I need to get out badly. I don’t even want to talk to anyone so instead, I thought of going to that one place I’d like to call my secret hideaway.  

No one really knows it. Not even my late best friend. It was a secret I kept for myself. It was a hidden park somewhere in an uninhabited area. Well, it isn’t as if there isn’t anyone there but the neighborhood seems abandoned which is the perfect place for me.

I stepped out of the car and felt the cool breeze welcoming me in as if being pulled by the wind to come and sit under the tree and have a nice long nap. It was as if the air and I are having a conversation, convincing me to stay at that place for forever more because it is that relaxing. Away from everything…. That is nice.

However I sat against the tree leaning to its trunk, I had realized that I had forgotten something. But I wonder what could it be? Because of my carefree personality, I thought I should just forget about it and close my eyes. I was ready to rest. I was ready to take a nice long nap that I didn’t get to take at home due to my hangover. And maybe because I feared that even if I did take my long rest at home, someone will always break the peace I am having and there goes my suppose to be time of sleep.

With stretched legs, lying nicely on the ground having both of my hands at the back of my head as my pillow, I closed my eyes. The wind feels so good.

I haven’t felt this peaceful in a long time. I should come here more often. But then again, I don’t know if I can.

SIGH.

A few minutes after closing my eyes, I thought I was reaching heaven but I was wrong. A sudden noise broke my heavenly sleep and I slapped my forehead hard to feel the pain and to snap myself for not attacking the little kid who giggles annoyingly. By attacking, I don’t mean by doing something bad as to punch that little girl, maybe just scream at her. But I have to control myself. My tolerance with annoying little elf like her especially with my condition (having a bad hangover), isn’t good at all.

I sat up against the tree and leaned to it trying to ignore the little girl till someone “accidentally” tripped on my legs. Jesus. I left out another sigh and put my head down in defeat thinking that, “No one supposed to be in this park but me.”

I got up and turned to offer a hand at what seemed like a pretty girl with an injured knee because of her tripping from my long legs. She wasn’t supposed to be injured but there was an unexpected rock lying on the grass to where her knee had hit which caused her to be wounded.

She looked up at me thinking maybe if she should take the hand offered by a stranger who suddenly was just standing before her, or no? I would think the same thing. Then again, I might curse at that stranger who had tripped me but it wasn’t intentional though. She wasn’t looking at where she was running at.

Anyways, after a long silence she took hold of my hand accepting my help and as I looked at her eyes, she looked back into mine. And with that, the girl with the long dark brown hair and brown eyes made me mesmerized. The time seemed to have gone into a standstill and I was struck. I don’t know what or how but it seems to be by cupid’s arrow. ‘

I’m kidding.