Jo(nathan)

His Name is Jonathan (1)

'Monday morning sucks.' That's what everyone says.

Before I never agree with that. I'm always be a morning person. But today my body seems uncapable to lift my own limbs, even just a finger only !

I just want to snuggle into cushions and engulf myself in overflowing tears, taking a trip down my memory lane.

Reminiscing a tragedy which just happened last night.

***

A few days ago

"Babe, heeyy !! Do you remember ? Tomorrow is our anniversary day !" I plunged into Seth's arms and smiled to him.

"Hello, angel.. yeah, I can't wait. What will you give for my present tomorrow, I wonder ?" He smiled back to me and started cuddling.

Seth and I had dated since we were in middle school. He was not only lover, but also had been my longtime childhood best friend. He was the one who had always stayed with me, through thick and thin.

My dream wasn't complicated at all. I just wanted to be his bride someday. Thinking about it, it would be the most perfect day in my life. Wearing white wedding dress and tiara veil as I walked down an aisle in traditional ceremony.

Sure, it wouldn't happen in a long time. But all I knew was I couldn't imagine myself without him. My life would turn upside down at once. That's for sure.

***

The day before Anniversary Day

I spent my whole day in the kitchen baking his favourite food, a blackforest cake with whipped cream and cherries on the top.

How I wanted to see his eyes dilate and his charming smile just for me. It seemed like my stomach was full of butterflies. Giving me a tingly sensation of excitement.

***

Anniversary Day

I carefully held the cake as my feet walked towards Seth's house. We were still in the same neighbourhood, just took few minutes to reach his place.

I thought I would need to ring the bell but the door was slightly ajar.

"Aw baby, you're so considerate with opening the door ! How can you know I will come here with something heavy on my- "

But sadly I would never complete my sentence.

That day, I saw him sitting on a checkered couch we used to sit and chat together. But he wasn't alone there. A girl I had never met in my life was sitting next to him.

His lips were touching hers, and it was gently reprocicated.

Nothing came out from my throat, even though I tried to unleash it out. It seemed as if I was frozen by time, but I could sense my heart was palpitating irregularly while all of negative feelings were flowing through my body and then mixed together.

Anger.Sadness.Hatred.Disappointment.

With all force I had, I pulled him apart and gave him the hardest slap I had ever given, plus a cake straight into his face.

I thought I would be happy after doing all of them. But what I felt next was no more than absolute numbness all over my body.

Behind the smeared cake, his eyes were dilating in shock. The expression of the girl next to him was showing exactly the same with him. I glared back at them with the most lethal gaze I could give.

Seth stood up from the couch, almost stumbling over. Before my hand reached him, the girl had risen from her seat.

"Easy, Seth.. easy." The girl spoke softly as she helped him stand.

"Who are you, bitch.. laying your filthy finger upon him ?!" I could hear a voice in my head screamed, declaring its protest.

But once again, I was paralyzed. Nothing could I do except watching them in disbelief.

His mouth opened and his lips started to move. I still half expected him to reach my hand, assuring me that it was just a mere nightmare, and I would wake up finding myself in his arms.

It was a tender voice that always soothed me while I was in my darkest times. But on that day, a scarce agony was added in it. Yet I could hear him so clearly.

'Sorry, Pet.' He whispered as he turned his face away.

I was dumbfounded by his apologize. The girl beside him patted his back as he lowered his gaze, avoiding eye-contact with me.

With that, I stormed out of his house at once. Leaving them two alone with whatever kind of thought they had. I couldn't be more careless.

I bolted until my feet brought me to where I thought I was already out of sight. My feet stopped in front of a willow oak at the edge of road. I leaned on it and closed my eyes slowly.

Picture of them two was vividly depicted on my mind. Like it just pressed the button of replay, all things had just happened at Seth's house starting to play in my head.

Tears swelled up at the corner of my eyes.

And next, they had already streamed down my cheeks.

***

Back to present

In the end I still go to school, even though my brain has asked my body million times to get a rest in my cozy bed.

However, I've determined to get myself together.

So here I am now, leaning back on my chair as I'm waiting for a teacher's arrival. At last, she comes in.

Oh wait, a guy is following behind her.

"Class, we have a new student here. I hope all of you will get acquainted with him. What's your name dear ?" Mrs.Rosetta asks.

"Jonathan Hall," he answers.

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Note from author :

Hello folks :) Thank you so much for spending your some precious time to read my first chapter here. I know the story is very short and choppy, but I'll assure you the next chapter will be longer.. and with improved writing too (I hope so) 😂
Bye for now~