Heads and Tails

"Heads we get married, tails we break up." Jake said in a cool tone. He was always cool, like the night's weather. He was cool, but deep inside, his heart was beating; fast. He took out a quarter from his pocket and started to hold it in his palm.

"Is this legit?" Abby asked and raised an eyebrow. Abby was taken aback by Jake's dare. 

"Why? Are you scared?" Jake replied, trying to shield his own nervousness.

"No. I just think it's ridiculous." Abby said, scoffing.

"It's not ridiculous. I think it's different and fun. Alright here we go." Jake was ready to toss the coin and he hoped that his knowledge about Abby- after being with her for so long- that his plan will go on as he had planned. 

"Wait!" said Abby. "I don't want you to propose to me like this. I mean not like this." Abby said with a sad look on her face. "I have this different idea of proposals. I mean, not like this. You know me right? I want something romantic, conventional."

"So you want to get married with me?" Jake's eyes lighted up. His plan seemed to work.

"Yes. I do. I mean why not? Oh shit. That's not a good reply." Abby could feel her cheeks were burning red and she started to laugh nervously because she was nervous- nervous and embarrassed at the same time. 

"You sure?" Jake asked her. "You, want to marry me?"

"Of course I do... I..." Abby stopped mid-sentence. She was trying to find the right words to tell him how she felt for him all these while but she could not find the right words. "I love you." was all she could say. Jake nodded and smiled. Abby continued, "And I don't want to be proposed to like this. I mean, what if we get tails and then we have to break up? I'm superstitious. You know that. I just want to be proposed like other people. You know, the normal, conventional way."

"You mean propose to you like this?" Jake got down on one knee and took out a ring box from his blazer pocket and placed the coin back in the pocket. He, like Abby, was waiting for the perfect time to ask for her hand in marriage. He was unsure what Abby really felt towards him; until tonight. "Abby Thompson, here I am bending on my knee, asking for your hand in marriage. Do you want to? I mean, get married with me?"

Abby was stunned and tears welled in her eyes."Oh my God Jake. I am going to be your wife!" Jake smiled at her and put the ring on her finger. 

Jake got up and kissed her softly on the lips. "We're going to be happy. I can feel it."

"I have never been happier with anyone else other than you." Abby said, and snuggled herself safely in his arms. Jake pulled her closer to him. "Hey, want to see the coin?" Jake pulled the coin out from his pocket and showed it to Abby. 

"Both heads."

p.s: I hope I win. Haha

A New Chapter.

She was sitting alone on a bench at the park while waiting for the sun to set. The bench was her favorite place to unwind after every shitty day. She would be there waiting for the sun to set even hours before the sun would go down. She loved seeing the people passing through her: old couples reminiscing about younger years, young lovers walking hand in hand, children playing and rolling on the grass, and single people-like her- who were there just to breathe in some fresh air after a hard day's work

People were beginning to leave as the sky got darker. Chattering and laughter were replaced with an eerie sense of calmness and peace. She loved the quietness; part of the reason why she was always at the park at this hour. She was just beginning to appreciate the peace when she heard footsteps coming towards her. She was perplexed that there was someone else at this hour approaching her. Fearing danger, she grabbed a pepper spray and turned around, and she saw him. His smile was recognisable-to her at least- from space. She replied the smile and turned her back against him and placed the pepper spray back into her bag. He came and sat next to her.

"Been here long?" he asked innocently. Oh that smile, God, I wish I could just kiss him there and then she thought to herself. Instead, she replied,

"No, not really."

"So, what are you doing here?" he asked again with a sweet smile that could cause a toothache. His hair was perfect. His eyes were drilling into her soul, causing massive jolts of electricity coursing through her veins.

"Just waiting for the sun to set." She replied him. She was trying to act cool but she felt like she was failing. She felt her cheeks were burning and she could hear her heart beating against her chest. She was trying not to smile but she could not help but smile. "What are YOU doing here?" She asked, nudging him.

"Same as you I guess. Am I intruding your space?" He asked and raised an eyebrow and smiled. Stop being so cute will you Tristan? God! Her thoughts screamed. He turned his gaze towards the horizon, as the sky's colour turned from bright blue to orange.

"No, not really. It's just that, I wasn't expecting anyone to be here, with me, to watch the sun set. I mean, I've always been here alone. Wait, who told you I'd be here?" She asked, now really curious as to whom would have told him of her whereabouts.

He turned towards her and said, "Sarah told me."

"Sarah told you? And why were you looking for me?" She asked him, now even more curious. She looked at him directly into his deep, blue-coloured eyes, almost drowning in them. 

"I just wanted to hangout. I tried calling you but I guess your phone died or something," he said while shrugging his shoulders

She rummaged through her bag to look for her phone. "Ahh shit. I'm sorry. Didn't notice it was dead."

"It's ok. I'm here now. That's all that matters," he said, and smiled. There was an awkward silence between her and him that she did not want to break. It was not a bad awkward silence, it was the nice one-the appropriate one- where you would not break the silence because the last thing said was too beautiful to be let go off too soon. They turned their gaze away from each other and looked at the horizon. Little by little, light was replaced by darkness.

She finally broke the silence.

"I came here today because I am scared of tomorrow. I am scared of facing new things in life. 5 years, and I've gotten so used to everything that I am scared to start anew. It's like, back to A again you know? 5 years of studying in uni and everything will be ending so soon and I don't know where I'm going to go, what I'm going to do. Other people are so sure about their lives, and here I am, little miss clueless. I don't like the unfamiliar. I don't like parting ways- I hate goodbyes. I'm going to miss everything here, even the things I hate. I'm going to miss wasting hours with friends doing nothing productive and just being young. I don't like being an adult. I... I'm scared." 

She did not know why she had told him all those things but she felt like she had to. She was too tired of bottling up her feelings and keeping them for herself. He looked at her calmly and listened intently to what she had said and she felt she was cared for. 

"I know how you feel. There's only one thing I can say to you. The sun sets, and the stars come out and then the sun comes out again. For every ending, there's always a beginning." 

He leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips. She replied his kiss and closed the gap between him and her. Five years of friendship with him and this was the moment she had waited for. He was right. 

For every ending, there is always a new beginning.

p.s: Don't fear the Unknown, embrace it; with courage.

Taking Your Own Life

She had his favorite shirt on that day. She didn't plan on wearing it. She just felt like wearing it. Her friends asked her if she's alright when they saw her wearing his shirt. She said she's fine, she just felt like wearing it, she told them. Her friends nodded and smiled sympathetically, and she hated that. Without even asking she told them that she's fine and that there's nothing for them to worry about. The chirpiest of them lot then broke the awkwardness by ushering everyone to class and all of them moved to the class. 

It was during lunch break at the library that she snapped. She saw the book that he loved on the shelf and cried reading the notes inside, written by him. She felt every word, recalled every memory those sentences brought up, and when one of her friends saw her crying pathetically sitting on the floor of the library, her back against the bookshelf and her arms wrapping themselves around the book, that's when they knew she was not alright.

You cannot be like this forever, they said. You have to stop acting this way, he wouldn't have liked seeing you behaving this way, they said. How could he see me when he's not even here, she wailed. The librarian had to come over and instructed the friend to bring her out because she was disrupting the other students. She sobbed heavily and she felt weak in the knees. She felt like she couldn't walk anymore. Her breathing became heavy. She was seeing stars. Then, she blacked out.

Then she saw him. She saw him smiling at her, giggling a little. She wanted to cry seeing him and was angry and at the same tie she was laughing too. You told me you'd be alright, he said, you lied, he said, smiling at her. She tried to get near him but she couldn't. Why can't I get closer to you? I miss you. She shouted at him. He just shrugged and said that it wasn't her time yet. I missed you, she said and he seemed to be ignoring her, which upset her even more. You have to start living, he said. I wasn't given the chance to, so you should be happy that you've lived. How could I live when you're not here beside me, she cried. You have to, he said and he began to turn around. No, she screamed. No, no, no! Don't go away, she said. Don't! cried she. 

It was a struggle for her to move on. Every night she'd dream the same things. Every day she'd walk around, lifeless. Every moment, she's thinking of him. 

One day, they discovered her body lying in a bath-tub, the water colored red. She had slashed her wrist and even her throat. A note was found on her table stating the reason of her suicide. The campus was buzzing with the news of the girl's suicide. People always thought of her as somewhat odd, but they never thought that she'd be brave enough to take her own life. Her body was brought back to her hometown and she was buried there. During the day of the funeral, a lot of people came, including the boy whom she saw in her hallucination. He was observing the solemn ceremony from afar. 

He wasn't dead. The reason of her suicide, wasn't dead. 

p.s: This is some random shit.