The hall was rich with decoration.
Turquoise and white is the only colour that caught my eyes as I sat my foot
into the assembly room to commemorate my friend, David’s love with his dearly
beloved girl, Alicia. There I was in a black suit in the middle of the commotion
came from thousands of unknown humans. Shouts of between the children chasing
and playing with their friends and well proper parents having a chit chat like
its been forty years of disconnection adding the merriness in the wedding hall.
The sweet couple smiled to the guests sharing their happiness and joy. It was the
core of attraction. But, the bridesmaid caught my attention. She was my heart
of attraction. I looked at her from behind the photographers and crowds. It was
breathtaking and my heart skips a bit to see the most beautiful creation I have
ever seen before. She smiled at me as she realized that I was gazing at her. Despite
the couple, she was the one who mesmerized me with her white pinkish cheek, long
black hair and her gorgeous bridesmaid’s dress. It was when I saw her, Crystal
Bowersox, I, Kurt Cutterfield fell in love for the first time.
“Your friend, isn’t she’s beautiful?”
Asked Jack. That question popped out during breakfast and it surprised me. “I wanna know her. Do you have her phone number?” He asked again. I suddenly lost my
appetite that morning. “Yes I do,” I answered but with a sense of uneasy “but...”
“Can you tell me later? I really want to know her,” said Jack
Cutterfield, my only brother. I gave him a mild smile and say, “okay.” I deeply penitent for asking
Crystal to have a night at my house to complete our assignment. Since the
wedding day, I found out that Crystal has been one of the students in the university I was in. Coincidentally, she took the same course and she is in my class but I have never
noticing that before. We met in the class hall for the second time and end up
being best friends. One day, Miss Scully, a strictly old curly haired woman
with her round shaped spectacles-our lecturer, gave an assignment to be
completed. So, Crystal and I would not want the tigress to get ferociously
angry. We quickly completed our task together. The problem solved for Crystal, but for me, another problem showed up. My brother is
planning to get Crystal. Little that he knows I liked her very much. No, I love
her! You do not deserve to get her, my heart shouted loudly. But, I still cannot tell her how much I loved her. Afraid that she would Friend-zone me. Two months later, they got engaged and they will be married in one month. I just cannot do anything except to watch and shed my tears.
Nobody knows that I have this
feeling inside of me. I kept it secretly. She was sitting beside me, wearing a
wedding dress while gazing out the window. It was a stormy day as I was driving carefully heading to the church. One month
is over. She will be married in an hour. Silent and
mute shrouded the situation we are in. “Crystal,” I said, breaking the silence.
She looked at me as I glimpsed at her and focusing back to the road where the 'racers' racing towards their destination. Then I said, “I want you to know
something.” Her eyebrows touched. “What is it?” She asked. “I...like
you,” that word simply slips from my mouth. “Yeah...I like you too. That's why
we are best friends. It's because I like to be with you, right?” she replied.
“No..., what I mean is...I love you. Since the day I saw you at David’s
wedding, I was already in love with you.” “What?!” Her eyebrows touched again.
She gawked me. “I know it sounds weird but I just want you to know that my feelings
to you are from the bottom of my heart, and I feel sad because you will get
married.” Crystal was taken aback with my words, but even more this time.
“What are you talking about?! This
is wrong. Are you out of your mind? I love Jack!...He's your brother aren't you supposed to be happy for him?” Her voice gets a notch higher. “Look, I
can explain...” “No! I hate you! Stop this car!” She tried to stop the car
while I was struggling with her pressure. The monstrous laugh of the thunder
shocked me as the car I drove was moving uncontrollably. “Crystal stop it!” I
shouted but she seems to get more aggressive. Suddenly, the car catapults and
turned 360 degrees before banging the ground. It swept aggressively right in the
middle of the lane and stopped. Bloods are all over my face, and so do Crystal.
She was unconsciously leaning towards the window. I tried to wake her up but it was futile, and I felt something was really wrong. I turned around to the right window beside me. A lorry was moving
towards us and crashed the car. We were brutally thrown out of the car. I barely
able to open my eyes, once it is opened, I stared at the gloomy sky. Naught
else can be heard except for my powerless heartbeat and breath as I let the
rain washed away the bloods on my face until the black road turned red. I turned my face.
Crystal’s body was laying beside me. Her face was three inches away. Why must all these happening to me? Why must she involved in this accident? I'm sorry Crystal, I'm sorry that I was too late to tell you about my feelings. I swear that I will love you until the end of my
life. Lightning strikes as I moved my left hand and grasped her hand. I hold it
tight like I will never let her go. “I love you Crystal...I love...you...”
“An accident has occurred along the
LDP highway which involves two students died on the spot. The driver, Kurt Cutterfield, 21 was driving heading to the church. Her best friend, Crystal
Bowersox, 21 was believed to be married in one hour end up being a victim of
the fatal accident. The accident took place for about two thirty in the evening,
local time. According to the witness, the accident is because of the two
students were struggling each other in the car but the reason is still unknown.
The car was believed swerving to the other lane and tossed upside down before
it is crushed by a lorry. The victims were found lying on the road while
holding hands and facing each other. Their bodies were sent to a nearby
hospital for a post mortem. I am Lily Morgan, world news, News Arena channel (NA).”
