A/N: Hmm... Enjoy reading...
Chapter Eight- Hurt Me
In was a clear, bright evening where two people stood outside, talking to each other. It was the sixth day of the week and Meilin had to leave by tomorrow night to head back to the Rae Kingdom.
"I'm going to miss you Syaoran," Meilin said, smile reassuringly, "But I will tell mother right away of the engagement... I am sure she'll accept because she's very close to Queen Yelen."
Syaoran reluctantly nodded his head. 'Am I really considering this?' He thought, scratching his head and running his hand through this chestnut hair. He felt as if everything was moving to fast. He hardly knew the girl for a week and already, she wants to marry him.
Meilin hugged Syaoran tightly, knocking the air from his lungs as she bound her hands around his slender waist. "I love you so much!"
Syaoran sweat dropped. "I... love you too." Maybe it was him, but saying, 'I love you', still sounded strange to him. When he first met her, he was completely attracted to her but now, he wasn't so certain anymore.
Meilin was walking around enthusiastically and a little preoccupied with the engagement with Syaoran. She frowned, remembering how uncertain Syaoran looked, as if he didn't want to go along with him marrying her.
'He's so distant lately...' She thought. 'We haven't even shared our first kiss for god sake! Maybe I should rethink about this engagement as well. Do I really love him?'
Meilin entered a room, completely in thought that she hadn't noticed that she had entered the wrong chamber.
She spotted a boy on an armchair. "What are you doing in my room?"
The boy set the book down on the Oakwood table, setting eyes on Meilin slowly. Her mouth was slightly hanging open when she saw his gorgeous features. She was loving his pale complexion and loving his eyes, full of wisdom and knowledge.
"This isn't your room." Eriol answered in such a calm tone.
Meilin blushed and said in a rather seductive tone. "I must have stepped into the wrong room then... While I'm here, my name is Rae Meilin. What is your name?"
The boy sighed, crossing his legs, and cunning eyes looking up at her. "Hiiragizawa Eriol. Take a seat down, if you like." Eriol said, motioning his hand out toward the empty seat next to him. Meilin eagerly sat on the chair next to him, pulling it a bit closer.
"What are you reading?" She purred, when she noticed that he picked up the very same book.
"Poems..." Eriol answered, opening up a page as he read aloud.
"Far across, beyond the deep horizon,
There is something freezing in the air.
It's a cold wind blowing everywhere,
Because this is the moment... of the dragon."
Meilin laughed and clasped her hands. "You should read another one, you have a very nice sounding voice!"
Eriol sighed, dropping the book and turning to the girl, "Meilin, aren't you Master Li's girl?"
"Ugh... not really." Meilin said, thinking hard of what to say next, "But if you like, I can break up with him..." She smiled seductively.
Disgusted, Eriol stood up, glaring down at her. "Don't... don't dare break up with him," he pressed, "I heard rumors that you were engaged to him."
Meilin smiled, feeling turned on. "Not anymore sweetie," She grinned, "We were engaged but I'm breaking it... All for you honey."
She edged closer to him, wanting to kiss him but he pushed her back. She cried, tears glazing over her eyes. "What the fuck was that about?"
"Are you mad?" Eriol roared, "I already have a girl and she's no slut like you... How could you do that to my cousin!"
"Cousin...?"
"You... You don't know all the hardships that Master Li's had gone through and you just want to get him hurt again." Eriol shook his fist in the air, "Please... Leave... My... Room..." His finger thrust outward, to show her the way to the exit.
Meilin, scowling, shot back at him, "No one has refused me before!"
"Get out!" he said through clenched teeth.
She pouted, stomping her foot and fled the room until she bumped into a hard wall.
"Syaoran..." She giggled nervously. She had taken notice of how upset he looked and how cold his eyes were.
"Why would you do this to me Meilin?" Syaoran said, using his cold voice on her.
"Y-you heard everything?" Meilin asked frantically.
"So what if I heard everything... I knew it was coming." Syaoran replied bitterly. "Meilin, we are over. The engagement is off... You are rejected... Now get out of my way!"
"I didn't mean it!" Meilin shouted, tears flowing furiously from her scrunched up face. "I truly love you Syaoran!" She cried, running after him and blocking his way.
Syaoran shook his head. "I never loved you."
Shocked, Meilin retorted, "You can't possibly mean that!" From her loud screaming, Syaoran could feel her spit smacking onto the side of his face and neck. In one quick motion, he wiped the nasty saliva off his face and neck and had his hand wiping away on the bottom of her gown.
"What is love?" he asked her bitterly, "Do you know Meilin?"
Her mouth perched together but she remained silent. She didn't know.
Syaoran shot her a despicable look. "Love... a feeling that makes a person weak. Do you see me weak in your presence? NO!" Syaoran pushed her away as he walked off.
"SYAORAN! Please!"
Sakura had heard the news that Syaoran was engaged to that princess because Tomoyo had told her.
'That girl isn't good for Syaoran.' Sakura thought, 'I had seen her flirting with the male guards.'
Sakura closed her eyes, taking notice of the people in the room was already sleep. Their names were Shiku and Mimi, girls that were a couple years younger than Sakura. The only person that wasn't sleeping was Tomoyo, who was, at every night, out in Eriol's chambers.
Sakura sighed. 'I cannot stand life anymore. My heart is aching... I don't have the will to keep on moving. How can I move on when Syaoran is about to marry Meilin? As the years go on, I'll soon be seeing their children and then grandchildren!'
Sakura's eyes fell on the windowsill. 'I have fallen for Syaoran because deep inside, he's really nice. I wonder how Meilin changed him?'
Sakura edged her way closer to the window. Memories of Syaoran and Meilin together were resurfacing. She didn't want to think about them anymore!
She will not!
But how?
'It's so simple...' She went towards the window. Unlocking the latch and flipping open the frames, she stared out at the scenery; however, did so while still deep in thought. 'I know I can't have him. He is a prince... and I am a servant.'
Her fingertips glided down the roughness of the wood as she stared out the window. 'So high up...' She thought halfheartedly, eyes wandering down to the whole garden, lit up from the fountain lights.
'I wonder...' She smiled madly, 'how long it will take to reach the bottom.' She trembled from the breeze, goose bumps forming all over her bare skin.
Cautiously, she put her foot on the wide panel of the window, holding onto the window frame before she set her other foot on.
Flush the striking pain from my heart...
She held her head high, laughing as she gaped up at the outstretched sky. She felt as if she was going to fall, but made sure she doesn't by gripping firmly onto the window frame and pressing her feet firmly on the window panel.
Let my pain be over... So that I can be free...
Sakura sighed, looking dreamily at the landscape.
'Goodbye Tomoyo... Goodbye Eriol...'
She blinked, her mouth wavering a bit, "Goodbye Syao-kun..."
'On the count of three...' she thought.
One...
Two...
'Three.'
She jumped.
tbc...
