Fidelity: The Prologue

( a story soon to come...)

"I need company," she said with a soft gentle voice. He was hesitant to leave but the girl intimately forced him, leaving him dumbfounded as seconds and minutes passed. Both of them were totally isolated from reality, under a thick blanket of visions and loneliness. He suddenly blurted out, "What are we suppose to do here?" "Nothing," she said with a tinge voice, almost like a whisper.

There was a minute of eerie silence, both of them were just waiting for each other's lips to utter words. Then she began to chat in a nostalgic manner, but he hadn't realized what was really occuring in that instance. "I grow weary when I remember the past," she utttered, "You know...those things I experienced in romance, the feelings were unforgivable." "What do you mean?", he curiously asked. "Am I suppose to answer?" she said with a laugh. He became taciturn knowing that she asked him a rhetorical question, but she was reluctant to answer.

"You see, I always desire for love. I could spend the rest of my life daydreaming about romance. I went through almost everything love bestowed me; the pain, the agony and everything. But it seems that I just couldn't find what I desire." When she said those words, tears began to stream down her sore yet lovely eyes. But the only thing he had in his mind was confusion, for he still felt numb and dry. A mixture of obtuse thoughts and emotions haunted him after, and she was like a shadow casted on the corner which he could barely see. "I don't understand," he exclaimed, "Why are you telling me these things?" The only answer he heard was weeping and gnashing of teeth. At that time, he was petrified and lost for words. The tranquility of his thoughts was suddenly disturbed and led astray. The she distortedly flutter, "Are you that insensitive? Are you that predictable?" "I have to leave," he said arrogantly. "No, please... I'm begging you," she pleaded him. He was too hesistant and confused to listen. He crept down the hallway quickly. What he heard next echoed an eternal resonance of static voices in his waning soul.
"I love you..."

The moment he heard the ambience, all his resentments faded. The dark atmosphere of the once sanctuary where they stood painted a vague picture in his mind leaving him passive and breathless. The he left her.
He dragged himself out of the room for a few steps and another. His mind was blank when he walked further and further away from her presence. He was already yards awaty, then, he heard the whine of gunshot. The hands of time stopped at that instance, and he felt his body crumple like paper. He closed his eyes and everything turned black. He moved his shivering lips and said, "I love her too..."