Chapter 7! Thank you to EVERYONE that read & left me comments on the previous chapters! You guys are my inspiration to write more and up-date faster, however, my mid-marking period exams are keeping me away from writing any more chapters! So, during the weekend, I will type as fast as I can and get you guys something good to read! Anyway, Enjoy and please leave me a review!
!Chapter 7!
When was the last time she cried like this?
The last time she cried like this was when she found out that she was paralyzed from the legs down and it was all because of him! That was the last time she ever cried like this, however, the harm was different. The situation now was different, though it still had the same outcome – her heart was broken. What was going wrong in her love life? Was it her? The pianist wasn't sure about the exact answer, but she knew that it had something to do with her. Was she speeding up her feelings?
Yes, it is my fault, she had agreed. Her grandmother warned her, and it wasn't because she wanted to see her upset, but because she didn't want to see her only granddaughter crying and feeling as if she had lost hope. Momo thought that she had a chance of being loved back. She thought that he was the glue that could paste her broken heart back together and make her happy, but instead, it was the opposite. He had destroyed her heart-but why does she keep on blaming him?
That was a question Momo didn't comprehend herself. It was her fault for going too far, for crossing the street without looking at the traffic lights first. She was carried away with her feelings for him that she forgot who he was – a doctor that was only there to help her, not to resolve her personal problems. That hope that she thought she had was just a feeling playing tricks on her, and now she embarrassed herself in front of him and a hundred other people. What were he and his girlfriend going to say now? Does his girlfriend hate her for loving him?
What was odd about him was that he never mentioned her to Momo before. Momo thought that he was single because, and even her grandmother agreed, he acted too nice to her, almost as in flirtatiously. That key gave Momo the hope that he returned her feelings for him, and that is why she dedicated that song to him. Now, she regrets but doesn't at the same time singing that song to him. She regretted singing that song to him because she made a total fool of herself, but she didn't regret singing it as well because she at least now knows that he's taken and she won't make the same mistake again.
A shaken sigh escaped her lips as she wiped the salty tears away from her eyes. She wanted to stop her crying and just move on, but it was too hard. It was too hard now that her low self-esteem returned. She no longer wants to write or play songs. Toushiro was her main inspiration, but now, it's vanished.
"I knew you were in here. Your grandmother told me about everything."
Momo didn't turn her head as her grandfather reeled himself inside her piano room with a slight grin on his wrinkled old face. He halted beside her and grabbed her hand.
"Oh Momo, you were blinded by your own feelings for him that you forgot about the real world and what's around it."
A tear trickled down her face, but she quickly wiped it away. "I-I know…I...don't know what to do. I don't want to face him anymore… I don't want to see him."
"…And why not? What did the doctor ever do to you? He's helping you, Jesus Christ. Do you remember your old doctor? He didn't care about any of his patients, he just worked for the money and whatever happened, supposedly, wasn't his fault. Mr. Hitsugaya is changing your life and he wants you to be happy."
"I know…but I thought he-"
"You thought; Momo you did not think, your feelings thought for you. That dirt-bag of your ex hurt you so much, and I don't want you getting hurt again. Momo, you hurt yourself."
She turned her head and looked at him. She thought of what he said for a while, and it made complete sense to her. He never did anything to her! He never backstabbed her, as her ex did! She wasn't mad at him, she was mad at herself. She was mad at herself for crossing the line and not looking at both sides of the situation!
"Didn't you say before that you would never cry over a man?" her grandfather teased.
"I know, I did… but I-I just can't stop."
"Why can't you stop?"
"…Because, I-"
"…You what; Momo, don't lie to yourself. If you lie to yourself, you'll only hurt yourself even more. Now tell me the truth; you what?"
"I want to be with him! I want him and me to get together forever, to love each other and have that life I always wanted. I want him to be the man that could love me right and take care of me. I want him to be the man that fathers my children! I want him to be with me, daddy, but that's just a dream; my dream! I can't have him, and the hope I had for him is gone."
Momo glanced through the clear glass of the window and let her tears rain down from her eyes.
"Now, Momo, just because he's taken doesn't mean that you're going to give up on life! So what if he's taken? There's a bunch of good men out there too. So, don't let this foolishness get to you! You're my big girl, and big girls don't cry. You lift your head up and continue on, because the story won't stop here."
Surprised, she turned her head and gazed at him. The old man chuckled and ruffled her head, as he did many years ago when she was just a little girl. Momo smiled at him and hugged him tightly. "Thank you, daddy."
The man smiled and ran his weak hand through her hair. Momo forgot how long she has called him daddy, though she considers him as one. She only met her real father once in her lifetime, but it rumored that he died from lung cancer a decade ago. Her grandfather has been there many times for her, and as embarrassing as it may seem, he was the one she took for her eight-grade graduation party. Her friends didn't mind, luckily for her. Actually, he was the best dancer out of the bunch and he taught many teens some moves from the 80s.
"Momo, the doctor just called," came her grandmother with the phone in her hand.
Her head shot up as she glanced at the woman anxiously. "What did he want?"
"He says for you to get ready by seven tonight, because he's picking up at seven-thirty."
"….F-For what?"
"He says it's a surprise."
Momo's heart thumped as she wondered what type of surprise he has for her. But one thing she was going to keep in mind was not to fall for her feelings anymore.
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….Seven-twenty to be exact…
She wanted to wear classy black pants with a nice collar shirt, but her grandmother insisted her to wear a dress. She wasn't a huge fan of dresses. She only wore them during special occasions, not much for surprises. Her grandmother loved to design dresses and sew them, and usually, she used Momo as her mannequin. Approximately three years ago, she made a dress for her granddaughter, but Momo hasn't wore it at all; except for now. The dress was made of a nice silky fabric her grandmother ordered from China, with gleaming unreal diamonds tracing the pattern of the halter-top portion. The dress was tight around her torso area but loose from below her hips and down. Her hair was loose but curled nicely.
It was seven-twenty, and she was sitting right in front of him. Her heart pounded nervously, but she paid no heed to that. The man wore a sky blue collar shirt with white pants, making him stand out more. He gave her a bouquet of roses, and with a smile (which she didn't want to, but it happened), she thanked him. She noticed her grandmother's serious stare towards the doctor and she knew that she was beginning to have second thoughts of him. While her grandmother placed the roses inside a vase with water, the doctor brought a walker inside. It was thin and black with four small wheels on the bottom.
"I bought you this. I want you to start using this instead of the wheelchair. However, if you get tired and feel dizzy, you can stop and use the wheelchair."
She nodded comprehendingly, as he continued speaking. "I want you to use it today, OK?" She nodded again with a smile, and felt her love for him grow.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"It's a surprise." He answered, slightly bending down and grabbed her arms. He supported her, as she stood up herself. He then stood in front of her and helped her walk. All the while, she stared down at her feet as she tried to make big steps. However, as she did, her slim body tilted to the side, but the doctor balanced her back. Once she reached her walker, she held onto it and used it to walk over to the door.
"I'll see you later." She waved to her grandparents.
Her grandmother gave her an atypical look before she left.
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Toushiro helped her get into his jeep. She swore inwardly at the dress's long skirt. The long fabric caused an awkward situation between them. While he helped her get on, the skirt had caught with the edge of the door, and since neither of them noticed, once she sat down, it caused her top to go down a bit and reveal a little bit of more cleavage. Her face was cherry red while she quickly fixed the top portion of her dress, while he chuckled and removed the silky fabric from the car.
As he drove towards wherever he was going to take her, she stared at the semi empty streets and thought deeply. Does Madelyn know that he's going to take her somewhere? Does Madelyn know how kind he's been acting towards her, and how he never spoke about her? Momo wondered what type of relationship they had since she never heard of her and he didn't even have a picture of her in his office.
He stopped in front of a restaurant, causing Momo's eyes to widen. What were they doing in a restaurant? She had a certain idea on her head, but she kept her mouth closed. The doctor got out of his vehicle, and made his to the back to retrieve her walker. Momo removed her seatbelt and opened the door herself. She glanced at her skirt first, making sure that it wasn't caught to anything, and nervously she slid down the seat and stood on her feet. Her body swayed a bit, but she managed to get her balance.
"I'm glad that you're doing things on your own." He told her, bringing the walker over to her.
Smilingly, she held onto it and they made their way inside the Italian restaurant. Her body shook, as his arm wrapped around hers, as if they were getting married, and she looked at him as he smiled at her.
"Wh-What are we doing here?"
"It's our date." He replied, walking inside with her.
Her eyes almost popped out as she felt her blood rising to her cheeks. Date? Now something's off here, she thought, walking towards a table of two with him. She looked around and saw that the whole restaurant was full with well-dressed people. They sat down by the window, and an Italian waiter came.
"What would you lovely couple like to have?"
"What do you recommend for us?" the doctor asked.
"Our new and fantastic Ciceri e Tria dish that will leave a smile on your face!"
Momo giggled at the man's enthusiasm and Toushiro nodded at him. "That sounds good; two plates, please. And what do you want for drink?" he asked Momo.
"Um, whatever you want. I don't really mind."
"Alright then," he said and then turned his attention to the waiter, "And two cups of Italian wine."
The man nodded and glanced at them. "Your meal will arrive soon."
The man dashed out, leaving the couple alone. Momo looked through the window shyly, not knowing what to say or whether she should say something. However, she didn't need to as he started the conversation.
"I know that you're wondering why I'm taking you on a date even when I have a girlfriend." He told her with a sigh.
She turned her head and nodded. She was eager already to know his answer. He ran a hand through his hair and glanced at her.
"The truth is… we broke up a week ago." Her head tilted to the side confusingly, as he continued to speak. "Things weren't working out between us. She's a nice woman, but I just don't feel the same way anymore. We've been together for almost a year, but during the past few months, we've been drifting apart. We treat each other more as friends than lovers do. We tried working things out, but it's just not happening. I thought that by bringing her to yesterday's event, we would have some sort of connection since we don't go out any more, but it failed. I realized that she wasn't the one I was trying to be loved by, it was another woman."
She swallowed hard and looked at him. "Wh-Who's the other woman?"
She closed her eyes before he answered, and felt a tear trickle down her face. Why was she crying now? Did she believe that the other woman he was talking about was someone besides her? Did she believe that he was out of her reach?
"Momo, you're the other woman."
Her eyes snapped open, as he wiped her tear away. She looked at his gorgeous turquoise eyes as he grabbed her hand and grabbed her chin.
"Momo, I love you. I know this is too much for you and you're afraid, but I promise you with my life that I'll make you happy."
Her throat went dry as she tried to say something, anything! Everything was too much for her, and it was coming so sudden. Why couldn't he at least warn her so she could've controlled her crying?
"You…You really love me?"
The doctor inched closer to her, their noses touching. "….More than anything." He replied, pressing his lips against hers in a gentle kiss.
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Aw, I can't do the line thingy no more! You guys know what I'm talking about. I press the line thingy, and when I click "Save Changes", it DOESN'T HAVE IT! FFN got a makeover, but it's still...um...coughsuckycough. I can't do my line thingy no more... T.T. While you guys review and type what you think about this chapter (and please tell me my errors), I'll be sobbing to my mommy. XD
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