Broken Heart
By White Silk Ribbon
Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything, even the story idea. I just translated it into English and added some more words, plus the ending.
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I grip my cellphone. My fingers get ready to dial his number.
Ring ring...
"Hello?"
Silence.
I feel happy... hearing his voice is heaven itself.
"Hello? Hello?"
Silence.
"Oh, it's you again. Geez, it's kind of getting annoying now, okay? Just tell me your name."
Silence.
"Please just tell me something!!! I'm hanging up now then, okay?"
Silence.
"Bye."
Click.
I go to sleep with a smile on my face. I will see him at school.
The next day I phoned again.
And the next, and the next.
"Hey, click a button for yes, two for no, okay?"
He asks me a question.
"Do you go to my school?"
Click.
"Do you like me or something? You're like a stalker."
Click.
"Oh, really? That's very flattering, but I'm sorry to tell you, I like someone else. Sorry."
Silence.
"Hey? Are you there? Hey?! Hn, she hung up."
The phone slips from my hand. My shock is too much.
He liked someone else.
I tried to phone him, my fingers were poised, ready to dial. But I couldn't. He liked someone else.
And the next day, I didn't.
And the next
And the next.
Slowly, my heart began to break.
Then one day, he didn't come to school. A week passed, and then a month.
The teacher told us he had been in an accident.
That night, I phoned. His voice seemed weary.
"You...haven't...called...in...a...while..."
He stopped for breath.
"I've...been...in...a...car...crash...I...won't...be...able...to...talk...if...I...survive....
like...the...person...I...like..."
He sighed.
"She's...mute....you...know...."
If only then could I have said I loved you...
A few days later, the teacher told us you had died of your injuries. If only you had told me earlier...
I would have been able to tell you that...
I was....
...mute.