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Oh and I'm not gonna use [......] for thoughts anymore. dunno why I don't want to tho.
The gap between our faces shortened as our lips brushed and......
I kissed her...
Chapter 6
HOW COULD YOU
SAKURA'S POV
I watched as his face closed in on mine. His brilliant amber eyes shone for a slight moment of what seemed like pity and regret, but then they closed. I just stood there, paralysed by both fear and excitement. Which one was stronger than the other? I couldn't tell.
My body trembled when I felt his soft breath brushing against my pale cheeks. Slowly yet steadily, those lips I have longed for what seemed like eternity parted and pulled towards mine.
My breaths became short and ragged. I watched as he leaned in till there was almost no gap between us.
I knew what was going to happen, this was just too familiar. The arms that were embracing me now placed themselves securely on my waist. Locks of autumn scented hair obstructed my vision.
He was going to kiss me. I knew that, but I didn't pull away.
I was experiencing various feelings, many of which I could not place.
Fear, confusion, curiosity and others. But the one that really stuck out was...
Love...
That was what really rooted me to the spot. As much as I hated that word, and its effect on me. I couldn't run away from it. I couldn't honestly say I didn't feel that way and most importantly. I couldn't deny the truth.
I lied. I lied to Syaoran. I lied to Tomoyo. I even lied to myself. But even if my body and soul believed my lies. My heart didn't. I couldn't lie to my heart. No matter how hard I tried. It's the one thing that I could deny the truth from.
I parted my lips and closed my eyes. I couldn't stop myself. I just couldn't...
I wish I did though...
For the effect it had on me was amazing. Indescribable.
Syaoran's soft lips touched mine gently. Then they pressed deeper into mine. And deeper and deeper......
Mint...
Chocolate...
Ice cream...
That was what Syaoran's lips tasted like. Mint, chocolate and ice cream. Just as how I remembered.
Oh, god knows how long I have yearned for him. His lips, his scent, his touch...
I kissed him back desperately. Needing to fill the hole that was created since the day he left me.
Our tongues danced with each other. Teased each other. And embraced each other.
Unconsciously yet unnoticeably, my grip on Tomoyo's neck lessened and lessened. Till that arm came off completely. I needed to touch him. His face, his body, his hair ... everything.
I wrapped my now free arm around his neck. Locking us together. Bounding us together.
Oh, how I wished this moment would last forever and ever, for eternity and beyond. But the sad truth is, nothing ever does......
I felt his arms moving around my waist. And stopped in front of my stomach.
One...
Two...
Three...
He pushed. He pushed hard.
Our kiss broke abruptly and I fell...
I watched as he looked at me through sad, regretful eyes. Those eyes followed me until I eventually touched the hard concrete ground.
I gave a cry of pain. A cry of physical pain to be exact. But that was nothing compared to the pain I felt inside my chest. Inside my heart.
He used me. He used me again. Just like last time. I thought stupidly, not concerned at all about my broken back.
The bastard was helping Tomoyo up. The fucking little bitch was awake now, she had heard my scream.
He played with my emotions to save Tomoyo.
I HATE HIM!!!!!
I didn't realise I was on my feet. Staggering slightly.
Syaoran picked Tomoyo into his arms and kissed her gently on the lips. Assuring her everything was going to be ok.
The lovey-dovey scene was making me positively sick and angry.
'How could you?!?!' I screamed with all my remained energy.
Syaoran turned to face me with a look filled with hurt and self-hatred, as if my words had stung him badly. As if!!! How stupid does he think I am? I will NEVER fall for that look EVER AGAIN!!!
Then he turned and walked towards the exit. Tomoyo sobbed silently in his arms. I knew that even with her face hidden from me. Her shoulders were quivering. Or she could be laughing. I noted. You don't know that, do you?
I watched as they disappeared from view.
'How could you...' I repeated, this time my voice was barely audible.
Soundless tears trickled shamelessly down my stricken face. They dripped down to the floor where they splashed and shattered, just like my broken heart.
My hands went into my pockets absent-mindedly. I felt something in it. A stick? I thought while fingering it.
I took it out and laughed out. A hysterical laugh, one which only insane people can perform.
A matchstick. Ironic, isn't it? It was almost like god was giving me hints to what I should do.
I lit it using a rough wooden stake. The friction abled me to produce a ball of flames. I watched it burn and burn. The flames danced gracefully, moving to wherever the wind directs to.
The wind never blew the stick out. I was glad it didn't.
'Oops!' I gave a throaty chuckle as I dropped the lit matchstick with full intention.
It landed onto a stake and burnt. The house was made of wood. And I knew that.
Minutes later, fire surrounded me. It was still moving though. Forcing itself into other parts of the house. And demolishing them to ashes and cinders.
I was already down. I laid with my face directing to the ceiling that was ready to fall any minute. And repeated a poem I had once read:
'I've trusted and loved,
The people around me.
But out of nowhere, they turned
And backstabbed me suddenly.
'Was it something I said or did,
I really don't know.
But I want to understand why
They think I'm so low.
'It may not matter,
But I just wanted to say.
I will always care for them,
Until my dying day.'
I whispered the last verse quietly. Unshed tears flowed out of my sealed eyelids, making a pool of salty water.
I will always love you. Syaoran Li. Even if you don't love me ... take care of yourself...
Then I fell. I fell into the darkness. Will I ever return. Only god knows the answer.
A/N sorry to leave u with a cliffhanger but hey, I'm suppose to leave u in suspense till the next chappie. Ok, as I said b4, if u want me to rite a sequel to this story (which will be quite hard I tell u!!!) plz review and say so. Till next time then. Ta-ra!!! ^_^
P.S. next chapter is probably going to be the last chapter of this fic.
P.P.S. God, the ending was SSOOOO lame wasn't it. Oh well, just review and I'll be happy. *_______*
Oh and I'm not gonna use [......] for thoughts anymore. dunno why I don't want to tho.
The gap between our faces shortened as our lips brushed and......
I kissed her...
Chapter 6
HOW COULD YOU
SAKURA'S POV
I watched as his face closed in on mine. His brilliant amber eyes shone for a slight moment of what seemed like pity and regret, but then they closed. I just stood there, paralysed by both fear and excitement. Which one was stronger than the other? I couldn't tell.
My body trembled when I felt his soft breath brushing against my pale cheeks. Slowly yet steadily, those lips I have longed for what seemed like eternity parted and pulled towards mine.
My breaths became short and ragged. I watched as he leaned in till there was almost no gap between us.
I knew what was going to happen, this was just too familiar. The arms that were embracing me now placed themselves securely on my waist. Locks of autumn scented hair obstructed my vision.
He was going to kiss me. I knew that, but I didn't pull away.
I was experiencing various feelings, many of which I could not place.
Fear, confusion, curiosity and others. But the one that really stuck out was...
Love...
That was what really rooted me to the spot. As much as I hated that word, and its effect on me. I couldn't run away from it. I couldn't honestly say I didn't feel that way and most importantly. I couldn't deny the truth.
I lied. I lied to Syaoran. I lied to Tomoyo. I even lied to myself. But even if my body and soul believed my lies. My heart didn't. I couldn't lie to my heart. No matter how hard I tried. It's the one thing that I could deny the truth from.
I parted my lips and closed my eyes. I couldn't stop myself. I just couldn't...
I wish I did though...
For the effect it had on me was amazing. Indescribable.
Syaoran's soft lips touched mine gently. Then they pressed deeper into mine. And deeper and deeper......
Mint...
Chocolate...
Ice cream...
That was what Syaoran's lips tasted like. Mint, chocolate and ice cream. Just as how I remembered.
Oh, god knows how long I have yearned for him. His lips, his scent, his touch...
I kissed him back desperately. Needing to fill the hole that was created since the day he left me.
Our tongues danced with each other. Teased each other. And embraced each other.
Unconsciously yet unnoticeably, my grip on Tomoyo's neck lessened and lessened. Till that arm came off completely. I needed to touch him. His face, his body, his hair ... everything.
I wrapped my now free arm around his neck. Locking us together. Bounding us together.
Oh, how I wished this moment would last forever and ever, for eternity and beyond. But the sad truth is, nothing ever does......
I felt his arms moving around my waist. And stopped in front of my stomach.
One...
Two...
Three...
He pushed. He pushed hard.
Our kiss broke abruptly and I fell...
I watched as he looked at me through sad, regretful eyes. Those eyes followed me until I eventually touched the hard concrete ground.
I gave a cry of pain. A cry of physical pain to be exact. But that was nothing compared to the pain I felt inside my chest. Inside my heart.
He used me. He used me again. Just like last time. I thought stupidly, not concerned at all about my broken back.
The bastard was helping Tomoyo up. The fucking little bitch was awake now, she had heard my scream.
He played with my emotions to save Tomoyo.
I HATE HIM!!!!!
I didn't realise I was on my feet. Staggering slightly.
Syaoran picked Tomoyo into his arms and kissed her gently on the lips. Assuring her everything was going to be ok.
The lovey-dovey scene was making me positively sick and angry.
'How could you?!?!' I screamed with all my remained energy.
Syaoran turned to face me with a look filled with hurt and self-hatred, as if my words had stung him badly. As if!!! How stupid does he think I am? I will NEVER fall for that look EVER AGAIN!!!
Then he turned and walked towards the exit. Tomoyo sobbed silently in his arms. I knew that even with her face hidden from me. Her shoulders were quivering. Or she could be laughing. I noted. You don't know that, do you?
I watched as they disappeared from view.
'How could you...' I repeated, this time my voice was barely audible.
Soundless tears trickled shamelessly down my stricken face. They dripped down to the floor where they splashed and shattered, just like my broken heart.
My hands went into my pockets absent-mindedly. I felt something in it. A stick? I thought while fingering it.
I took it out and laughed out. A hysterical laugh, one which only insane people can perform.
A matchstick. Ironic, isn't it? It was almost like god was giving me hints to what I should do.
I lit it using a rough wooden stake. The friction abled me to produce a ball of flames. I watched it burn and burn. The flames danced gracefully, moving to wherever the wind directs to.
The wind never blew the stick out. I was glad it didn't.
'Oops!' I gave a throaty chuckle as I dropped the lit matchstick with full intention.
It landed onto a stake and burnt. The house was made of wood. And I knew that.
Minutes later, fire surrounded me. It was still moving though. Forcing itself into other parts of the house. And demolishing them to ashes and cinders.
I was already down. I laid with my face directing to the ceiling that was ready to fall any minute. And repeated a poem I had once read:
'I've trusted and loved,
The people around me.
But out of nowhere, they turned
And backstabbed me suddenly.
'Was it something I said or did,
I really don't know.
But I want to understand why
They think I'm so low.
'It may not matter,
But I just wanted to say.
I will always care for them,
Until my dying day.'
I whispered the last verse quietly. Unshed tears flowed out of my sealed eyelids, making a pool of salty water.
I will always love you. Syaoran Li. Even if you don't love me ... take care of yourself...
Then I fell. I fell into the darkness. Will I ever return. Only god knows the answer.
A/N sorry to leave u with a cliffhanger but hey, I'm suppose to leave u in suspense till the next chappie. Ok, as I said b4, if u want me to rite a sequel to this story (which will be quite hard I tell u!!!) plz review and say so. Till next time then. Ta-ra!!! ^_^
P.S. next chapter is probably going to be the last chapter of this fic.
P.P.S. God, the ending was SSOOOO lame wasn't it. Oh well, just review and I'll be happy. *_______*