| Fan Fiction |
by biniBningPunkista
“FUCK!!! You fucking useless phone!!!” I shouted at my phone not minding that people were scampering away thinking I'm crazy.
Who would in there right mind be talking to a phone anyway?
Out of frustration and anger I threw my phone to the floor and saw it break into several pieces. The battery flew out, the screen cracked, and the keypad was completely detached from the phone.
Great… a good way to finish off a perfectly fixable phone…
Fuck. I’m such a baka. Why put out my frustrations on a phone that’s relatively harmless?
For a long time I just stared at the lifeless phone that was scattered on the pavement while people passing by looked nervously at me and glanced at the broken phone beneath my feet. After feeling really stupid, I rigidly picked up the pieces of my phone and stashed it back in my bag. My head was suddenly blank that I just kept walking, I have no idea where I was heading to and I was just there… walking. An hour or so passed when I saw the sign board of a vintage shoe store. Deciding against myself to go inside the shop due to my weakness for shoes, I dragged my foot to the door.
I might as well calm myself down with a new pair of stilettos or pumps.
As soon as I opened the door, my eyes were feasting on the sight of gorgeous shoes.
“Ohayou… welcome to the shop. May I help you?” A lady sales clerk greeted me as I walked around the shop. She was beaming at me in a very annoying way. I also noticed that I was the only costumer during that time.
“I’m just looking.” I told her directly and went straight to the nearest shoe rack and saw a pair of high heeled boots that suited my taste, then I noticed beside it sat a pair of pink stilettos.
“Ma’am, every pair of shoe in here is the only stock. One size, one design… so it’s pretty unique. I believe those shoes you’re looking at would fit you perfectly.” The clerk was hovering beside me while talking nonstop, but what she said was true. All the shoes in that shop was unique and has its own size and design, nothing was the same.
I looked at both shoes which seemed exactly my size. I was so drawn to it that I tried it on… both shoe fit perfectly. I wore the boot to my right while the stiletto to my left and looked at the mirror.
“Both looks good on me ne?” I looked at the sales clerk not asking for her opinion but more like stating a fact. The clerk nodded approvingly.
In front me are two shoes that fits me perfectly, but I can’t wear both at the same time. I looked down at my feet and stared. After a few moments of contemplating I took off both shoes and handed it to the sales clerk.
“I’m taking them both.”
“Good idea ma’am.” She hurriedly took both shoes from my hands and went straight to the cashier before I changed my mind.
I walked out of the shop with two paper bags on my hand feeling good and then I remembered how bratty I acted towards Toma earlier. Shopping really doesn’t alleviate bad feelings, but it could momentarily make me feel good.
Maybe I should just go back and apologize? I knew I was wrong… I just don’t want to admit it.
After a few moments of arguing with myself whether I should go back to Toma’s pad to apologize or not, I started walking back to his place. I might as well stop acting like a kid and mature up a bit.
Well… just a teeny bit.
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Change of plans. No more apologizing.
A few hours ago I was so ready to go and greet Toma head on and apologize my butt off, but then THAT GIRL showed up. I was running towards my best friend’s building when I saw him and THAT GIRL come out of the lobby with her hands around Toma’s arm. I was gawking at them but immediately darted behind the post to avoid being noticed. I ended up following them for that day since I don’t have anything better to do.
Sitting behind a plant to hide my face from a couple of people who knew me is very hard. I felt like a spy, a really crappy spy who is profusely sweating from running to and fro just to avoid being noticed. I peeked through the plant to look at Toma and Saeko. They were sitting beside each other and both looked like they were having fun and was engaged into a really animated conversation while I was just an arm away from them, in this really posh restaurant, spying... and hiding behind a stupid plant.
Great. Just great. What the fuck was I thinking?!?
It was already 5 in the afternoon and I am still following two people who were obviously enjoying each other’s company. When I took another peek to check out what was happening between the two just in time to see Toma remove a stray food away from Saeko’s face.
How could this girl eat carelessly? I thought girls like her eat as cautiously as possible to impress their date? She must have put that thing on her face on purpose. Yuck.
Then my eyes went big as I witnessed a really disturbing scene. Saeko kissed Toma on the lips.
She just kissed him on the lips. It was such a simple kiss, but what caught my attention was Toma’s reaction to it. He was smiling like it already happened before. Saeko was looking at him admiringly then continued to eat her food as if kissing Toma was something necessary for a simple meal.
It wasn’t. Kissing Toma in a meal wasn’t necessary. Kissing him in that way was reserved just for me and Erika.
Then it hit me.
I have never really kissed Toma in the lips. Not even in an i-don’t-care-kind-of-kiss. Has Erika kissed Toma in the lips?
I slumped down to my sit grumbling at myself while thinking of confusing thoughts. I waved my hand to a waiter to get my tab.
It’s best to leave this place and leave my best friend’s affair to himself. I am a grown woman, who should take care of my own relationship issues. Spy work was a really stupid thing to do in the first place, Toma seemed really happy to be with Seako. Why can’t I be happy for him then? Why can’t I be happy for myself? Maybe I should try my best in my own relationship too since this is what I really wanted for a long time. Abe is good for me as Shota was for Erika, while Seako… I think she’s relatively good for Toma. They even look together. A person like her could make Toma happy.
I got up from my seat and left my bill on the table while thinking to myself that maybe everything will turn out ok.
But then... why was I feeling this aching pain in my chest?
~To Be Continued~
*Edit* Yey!!! Finally! I was able to fix this up. kekeke...