Rhythm Of My Soul - Chapter 11

Today, February the 14th marks a very special day in our relationship because it is our first Valentine together. Being with David is very much like being on Cloud 9, on top of everyone and everything else. I'm no longer walking on Earth but rather I was floating. I am so happy everyday that at times, I wondered if this was just all a dream.

I really never thought that I would love someone so much again. I feel blessed each time I'm in his embrace but there is always this tiny voice inside of my head that is telling me that I may lose him. I've grown more protective over him which sometimes makes him upset but I just couldn't help it. Perhaps, I feel guilty for not being there when he was sick and I'm slowly making it up for it.

I've forgotten how many times I've changed before deciding to wear the baby pink dress for our Valentine date. I was so excited and nervous, just as I've been for every single date with him. It was weird, usually the butterflies in my stomach would disappear after the second or third date but when I'm with David, every date was like my first date. It's just like when I thought that I've loved him with all my heart, I found myself loving him more with each day.

Just then the door bell rang, interrupting my thoughts. I took a deep breath and rushed to the door. I invited him and gave him a kiss lightly on his cheek. David looked so handsome in his black coat and cute little bow tie. He handed me a bunch of flowers and a small present, while pestering to open my present quickly. I could only laugh at his eagerness. He wanted to know if I like what was inside the box.

I was delighted to find a beautiful heart shaped locket with our pictures in it. He turned me around and fasten it around my neck. Suddenly, I was reluctant to give him his present because I was afraid that he wouldn't like it. What I once thought was the best gift for him suddenly became so lame. However, it was already too late. He has already seen the box in my hand. I had no choice but to hand it to him, praying that he would somehow like it.

"Wait, can you open it when you're home?" I asked, softly.

"Why can't I open it now?" he asked, disappointed.

"Because I don't want to see you cry" I said, laughing.

"Wow! What is it that is in this box that can make me cry?" he asked, curiously.

"You would know when you open it" I said, mysteriously.

"Fine. So are you ready?" he asked, sticking his arm out.

"I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!" I sighed as I held his arm.

"There goes the pig again! Now wonder you're dressed in pink today" he teased, laughing.

"Hey! I sure wish Charlene is here today!" I said, with a pout.

"Too bad! She's too busy with her boyfriend to annoy me" he replied.

"You wait. Char and I are sure to murderlise you one day!" I said, with an evil laugh.

Charlene and I became fast friend and we always gang up together to go against David, much to his dismay. The two of them can hardly let a day go by without them getting on each other's throats. They quarrel over everything and sometimes, over nothing at all! Still, I know that they will always help each other in a heartbeat if either of them is in trouble. Like Charlene always put it, they quarrel just to show how much they love each other.

David took me to the most romantic restaurant by the beach. We had our dinner under a sky full of stars while listening to the waves gently splashing around us. I couldn't have been happier. He really made me feel as if I'm the luckiest girl on Earth. We chatted all night, reminiscing both the good and the bad times together.

After dinner, David and I went down to the beach. I secretly wonder if I was once a mermaid in my past life because of my obsession over beaches. David laughed hard when I told him about that. We snuggled closer to each other as David wrapped a blanket around us. For a while, no words were exchanged between us but it was the most comfortable silence ever. I find myself wishing that the night would never end.

"Look! A shooting star!" I cried excitedly when I saw the shooting star.

However, David was already closing his eyes making a wish. I quickly did the same. When I opened my eyes, David was staring at me which immediately made me blush. It reminded me of a scene in one of the dramas that I've recently watched. I knew what was going to happen next. I slowly closed my eyes and waited for his lips to touch mine. But instead, I heard him giggle before breaking out in laughter.

"There are sand all over your face!" he said.

I blushed and wondered why did I always have to embarrass myself. I always have to think that whenever David is leaning towards me, he would be after my lips. It's not like I have Angelina Jolie's kissable lips or that I have a sign plastered on my lips that reads 'Kiss Me!'. Okay, Chelsea....I'm seriously losing my mind, yet again.

However, lost in my own mental debate, I was brought back to reality when I suddenly felt a finger brushed across my cheek. I opened my eyes.....but wait, was I closing my eyes all this time? Great, now David must think I'm a complete psycho! He gently wiped away the sand and leaned closer. Before I could stop my heart from jumping out from my throat, his lips was on mine.

And....I didn't want it to end.

"I know that you didn't want the kiss to end but we still need oxygen to survive, right?" David teased.

How in the world did he know what I was thinking?

"So, what did you wish for?" he asked, smiling sweetly.

"That we'll always be together. Great, now look what you've done!" I cried, horrified.

"What?" he asked, surprised.

"I've said out my wish and now it won't come true!" I grumbled.

"That's silly. We'll always be together because we love each other. Chelsea, Happy Valentine's Day" he whispered, holding me close.

"Same to you too" I whispered.

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Everything started great that day but I've forgotten when did things started to go downhill.

Was it when the wind blew away my blue beaded scarf?

Was it when she told him her wish because everyone knows that wishes don't come true once you say it out?

Was it when David's car broke down?

Was it when both our cellphones were out of battery?

Was it when there are no taxis spotted eventhough on normal days, there will be a lot of them?

"Why the long face, Chelsea?" David asked, just as we reach my front door.

"I have a really bad feeling about this" I admitted, finally.

"That's the problem with you, Chelsea! You're always thinking of the negative! Why don't you think of it this way? God gave us flat tires so we can have more time together? We could have reach your place in minutes but see how long it took us to walk" he said, in a comforting voice.

"I don't want you to go alone" I said, softly.

"The taxi stand is just around the corner. Are you afraid that a drop dead gorgeous woman might appear from nowhere and kidnap me or you just can stand a second without me by your side?" he joked.

"Let me go with you" I insisted, barely cracking a smile.

"Chelsea, don't be silly. I'll be okay. I'll call you the minute I reach home, okay?" he promised.

"Okay" I replied, reluctantly.

"Love you" he whispered, as he kissed me goodnight.

I watch him walk away but I still could not shake that terrible feeling away. Somehow, the feeling was very familiar. My heart suddenly stopped beating when I remembered that I too, had the exact same feeling just before Shawn told me that he is suffering from cancer. Yes, it was that sinking feeling. It was as if something really bad was going to happen.

Without wasting another minute, I ran to the direction that David was heading. Just at that time, I heard a loud bang just ahead and someone was screaming and crying. I took off my heels and ran as fast as I could, all the time praying that David is safe.

There was an accident involving a van but I could not see another vehicle. That was when I realize that the car has hit someone and the victim is still stuck underneath the car. From what she gathered from the people around, a young man has rushed out to save an old lady from being hit by the car. Unfortunately, he, himself did not have enough time to avoid the car. The old lady was by the road, crying hysterically for help.

And then, I saw something that confirmed my worst fear.

There by the roadside was the present that I've given him.

The box has been shredded to pieces.

And there were papers flying everywhere.

They were my gift to him.

The letters that I wrote to him.

The letters that I've never sent out.

I felt my world fell apart right before eyes. I watched in horror as two men pulled out David from underneath the car. His white shirt is now stained with some sort of red liquid......could it be his blood? I realized that they were everywhere....I've not seen so much... blood before. I felt my knees gave way and I collapsed on the floor, tears rushing down my cheeks. I watched as they carried his lifeless body away from the car. The driver quickly called for help and I could see that his fingers were shaking as he dialled the emergency number.

I was crying so much that a few ladies have gathered around and tried to console me but I couldn't hear a word that they were saying. I wanted to scream his name but I could not find my voice. I wanted to be by his side but I was paralyzed from waist down, or at least, it felt like that. I just couldn't move or function anymore.

I wish that I would wake up from this nightmare soon.

I am cursed.

Cursed.

Cursed.

Cursed.