A/N: Sorry everyone if it took almost a decade for me to continue my stories, I was not confident enough to publish my works.. Sorry for being such a coward..
But still I want everyone of you to read my works, It gives me happiness..
Truly from the bottom of my heart, Thank you very much..
Here's the next chapter, Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I am not making any profit from this, all of this came from my wild imagination, curse my mind. All thanks to Clamp, its creator.
3rd chapter: Dreams: Nightmares of the heart.
Brief Summary: Paris was cold. She was being haunted by painful memories. Her phone rings, a news from home. What happens next? Read on!
"Tomoyo please.. I beg you speak to me.." A familiar voice she heard from her answering machine.
"Tell me what's wrong..Is there something I have done to you that made you upset with me..? Do you not trust me?" The voice continued, echoing in her mind, in her room, in her heart and in her soul.
' Trust.. That's absurd..' she thought as she remain seated beside her bed, her back leaning towards the side table. Both her trembling hands covered her ears, her eyes shedding tears.
It was the best anniversary she had ever experienced for the past 3 years of their relationship, it was unforgettable.
Beep.
A sound made from the persistent device.
Another message came.
"Please.. I'm begging you, Tell me what's wrong.. It tortures me.." he said.
' The same here..' she thought. Unwilling, stiff and immobile.
" I love you.. I love you so much.." he continued hoarsely, evident that he was in a verge of crying.
"as I love you.." she said as a sudden burst of tears flowed from her eyes.
Beep.
"Don't do this to me.. Darling.. Speak to me.." he said as a continuous flow of redundant messages came. Pleading, begging, and appealing to her.
Again and again, over and over.
"Stop it, please.. Just stop.." she said requesting, saying her pleas.
Speaking to him at that moment was merely impossible for her.
She was hurt, obviously.
Trust.
Care.
Love.
She always had this for him, tremendously.
But now, all this was slowly crumbling down within her.
But still, at the back of it all, she was still hopeful that all this was not what she has been assuming.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
A sound that has been tormenting her, ringing in her mind, mixing with his gentle and loving voice.
I love you
I love you
I love you, Tomoyo..
It was as if a chant, a prayer, a melody, encrypting in her core.
" No, no.. Please.. Stop.." she would repeatedly whispered.
It was as if she was being punished, punctured to death.
Painful.
Agonizing.
An incubus.
A hallucination.
A bad dream, a nightmare.
Her breathing was rapid.
Her eyes were shut, crying.
The room was humid, but she was cold, sweating.
Fingers gripping tightly, white linen sheets crumpled within her touch.
" No!" An exasperated scream she blurted out as she quickly sat up from the bed.
The room was dark, it invaded her sight.
She quickly turned on the light from the lamp.
It was a nightmare, no doubt.
Just one of a few nightmares that haunted her sleep every night.
Uncontrollable feeling.
Fear and guilt had conquered her.
' Again..' she thought as she slowly wipe the beaded-like sweat from her forehead.
It was truly a horrifying dream, more of a reality.
A past that had started to invade her, which in time she had tried to run away to.
Nevertheless, more often had always caught up to her, like a shadow.
A sudden throbbing of her head begins to generate.
Frowning she gets up.
Sleep would never become an option, not tonight.
1:00 a.m. inform by the clock beside her bed.
It had just been 2 hours since she had her sleep.
She goes out from her bed room and trails her way to the small kitchen of her lovely condo.
A chamomile tea would be appropriate for comfort.
As she waited for her hot water, she situated her self to the comfy couch of her small living room.
In silence she gently massages her temple.
This is not her night, definitely not.
" Am I being punished..?" she simply muffled followed by a sudden deep sigh she blurted out.
Living alone in a far away land has been a hell for her.
With a broken heart made it much worst, loneliness and sadness was truly a bad combination.
She leans back more comfortingly from her velvet couch.
Her head rested, facing the ceiling.
She slowly shuts her eyes.
' Let it disappear..' she thought, pertaining to the sudden ache generating from her head.
Disturbing her reverie, her mobile phone rings.
A classic Chopin's nocturne Op.15, no. 2 was heard.
She slowly opens her eyes, eyeing the vibrating mobile phone from the small coffee table.
Such coincidence, at a time she desires to talk with some one.
Not just some one, but a closest some one.
Judging from the ringing tone it was definitely some one close to her.
Intrigue she gently grabs it by her hand.
Sighting the screen, it was Sakura.
" What a coincidence indeed.." she said as she hesitantly press the ok button.
" Tomoyo-chan.." a gentle voice she heard as she puts the phone against her ear.
" Sakura-chan.." she replied, and there was silence.
Sakura then sighs in relief.
" I'm happy that you finally answered.." Sakura said happy that at last she was granted by her call.
It had been a year since she had tried to call Tomoyo, but was always out of reach.
" Me too, I'm delighted you called." Tomoyo replied, she was truly happy to hear her best friend's voice, she had missed her.
"I hope that you are fine now, I was so worried about you.." Sakura said a bit of sadness was evident.
" I hope so too, Sakura-chan.." Tomoyo replied controlling her emotions, she was on the verge of pouring her heart out. She was definitely sad.
" Tomoyo-chan.." Sakura called.
" Hai.." Tomoyo simply answered.
" When are you coming back here in Japan..?" Sakura inquired hesitant to know her answer.
" I really don't know.." Tomoyo answered she was simply no idea how to answer such obvious question.
" Ano.. Would you come back if..?" Sakura said uncertain to continue.
" If..?"
" Would you come back if I would tell you that I would be getting married?" Sakura continued.
"Definitely..I promised you that I was the one that would create your wedding gown.." Tomoyo answered quickly even though she was a bit shocked by Sakura's sudden inquiry, she would definitely not gonna miss such event.
" When is this..?" Tomoyo asked.
" Soon.." Sakura quickly answered.
Tomoyo simply sighed, she could sense that certainly with her next question would stun her.
" How soon is this..?" Tomoyo asked, anticipating the shock.
" A month from now.." Sakura hesitantly answered as she sensed Tomoyo's distress.
" That soon.." Tomoyo replied, as scrambled thoughts vacated her mind. She became silent.
A month from now, too soon for her.
" I'm sorry Tomoyo-chan it's ju~"Sakura quickly said but was cut off by Tomoyo.
" It's okay, Just in time for me to finish your dress. See you in Spring, Sakura-chan.."
Tomoyo said.
Sakura was happy by her best friend's unexpected reply; she anticipated that Tomoyo would refuse to go to her wedding, knowing her situation.
" See you then, Take care. I miss you.." Sakura answered as she slowly rings off.
As the beeping conquered her hearing, Tomoyo slowly let the phone in her hand fall on the couch.
Gently as she lies on the velvet covered settee, her mind and heart was troubled by her feelings.
A year was not enough to erase and heal her dreadful memories of her past love.
And now as an important event is approaching, caging her, pulling her towards a abyss like uncertainty.
Inescapable.
Inevitable.
A manifested fate.
She had no choice, face it, live with it.
" Am I ready for it..?" she asked herself as a sudden whistle by her kettle was heard signaling her.
" I have to be.." she answered as she let her self lie on the couch, filled with thoughts.
The boiling water completely ignored.
3rd chapter finished.. Owari!
A/N: A revised version of my original chapter..
In the original, on the first scene was not a dream scene.
I had Tomoyo wander the city as she reminisce the past.
And as she went home the phone suddenly rings, In which you all now knew who called..
I just had this urge to make a dream scene to make it more dramatic..
I was engrossed last night by a certain manga entitled 'Moe Kare!' by Ikeyamada Go, in which I would recommend to all of you to read, so my tragic romance fangirl-ness side kicked in..
Curse my mind if ever you hated this..
But I truly hope every one liked it..
Thank you for reading and give reviews after..
In that I end this chapter with this:
Love is like a roller coaster ride, thrilling, exciting and most often times frightening.. In which in the end makes you feel worth riding it..
Love lots, AIHSATAN ELLIMAC