Darkness Beckons
Takato's POV
I walked down through the park, my heart now felt like it was pierced everywhere. Betrayal and lost love felt like so bad….It hurt a lot….
I had just heard my girlfriend talk bad behind my back, she said that I was a goof, that I was weak…She doesn't know I had accidentally overheard me…Not yet…I didn't think this would happen to me…That my the person I cared so much about would say these things…
"Hi, Takato." Came a cheerful voice. One that I knew too well…
I turned to face Jeri, my girlfriend. I glared at her for a while and walked off, head down and hands in my pockets. I heard her footsteps hurrying after me.
"Takato, wait up! What's the matter?"
I ignored her and continued walking away. She dashed in front of me and stopped me in my tracks. I averted my glare.
"Takato, what's wrong? I've never seen you this angry before."
I glared at her and answered, "I over heard your conversation."
She looked confused, her face a mixture of concern and confusion. "What conversation?"
My glare intensified, "The one where you were talking about me Jeri…"
Understanding crept into her expression and a flash of surprise appeared in her eyes. However, her brow furrowed in even deeper confusion.
"Ok…so what about the conversation?"
I felt my anger intensify as I yelled, "Don't act! You were saying how weak and much of a goof I am!"
"Takato, you've misunderstood my meaning, I didn't mean that, I was…" she started. But I cut her short. "You mean what? These insults too soft? What are you going to say next? That loving me was a mistake? Or that you never even loved me?" I demanded.
Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes as she said, "No…I would never say that, I love you…"
The anger burned in my heart like a fire. She still persisted on carrying on acting! I felt darkness extend it's reach towards my heart. I opened my heart and let it in. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had never felt so angry and so hurt ever before.
My hand shot out at her neck and tightened. She was so surprised that she didn't even have the chance for one last breath. She was struggling in my grip but I held it firm as I held her there.
"Ta…Takato…" she said. She was fading away slowly...The thought of it brought a sadistic smile to my lips.
Then I saw something. It was a tear, a solitary tear that rolled down her cheek. Then another joined the tear, and a third and then a fourth. She was crying, over what? Even at death's door, why would she feel remorseful?
She whispered softly with the bit of strength she had left, "Takato…I love you…"
I snapped to my senses. What was I doing? I released my grip and she slumped to the ground. She wasn't lying! It was me. It was all my fault. I dropped to my knees as I realized my mistake. Darkness had beckoned to me and I had done this just because of that.
I sobbed over her limp body, all doubts and fears about her gone. All replaced with immense sadness and anguish.
She opened her eyes and turned to face me. I grasped her hand and apologized over and over again. She smiled and shook her head.
Eventually, she recovered and we still loved each other deeply. However, I kept this incident in my heart and never let the shadow of doubt ever hover between us ever again.