Love Arrows

Giving up

Chapter 32: Will's deodorant

 Dedicated to Whitegarden 28 because of the chapter title. =)

Kim’s P.O.V

            There I was again; in that same alley as usual at 2 a.m, waiting for the heartbreaker to come.

I have had this dream so many times that I could redraw for you the graffiti exactly how it is on the bin next to me. Although I have seen this scene replay itself thousands of times, I still get the anxious and worried feeling in the pit of my stomach.

The same questions run through my mind. Should I really do this? Am I being selfish? Is it actually going to work?

As I think about that a figure comes up to me. It’s a young guy in his early twenties. His face is shaped like that of an angel, and his warm brown eyes would make any girl melt. I know better. Though he looks like he can’t hurt a fly, the man in front of me has broken up more then a hundred of happy couples. Though I despise what he is, I need him. Without him I will never be able to lead a normal life without having to worry about making people fall in love, and never being able to love myself. I look at him with what I hope is a determined and brave look. He just smirks and doesn’t utter a word. After a while, I can’t stand the silence so I say, “You’re Ramon, right?”

“That depends on if you’re Kim.” He answers. Even his voice is appealing, and I have a hard time not getting lost in his eyes.

“That’s me.”

“Well I’ve heard you wanted to get rid of your little… hmm… what should I call it? Your ‘Gift’, let’s say.” He pronounced the word ‘gift’ with so much irony I was about to laugh, but luckily I held myself in.

“Well I’ve heard you could help me with it.” I retorted.

“That all depends on how much you want it.” He said with a smirk.

“Tell me what I need to do.” I said bravely.

Ramon stopped and studied me for a while. I could feel his brown eyes looking me up and down.  His gaze slowly travelled from my body to my eyes and he said carefully, “You’ve got to become a heartbreaker.”

This is the part of the dream, where there are two outcomes. In one of the versions I scoff and just walk off, but in the other I ask, “How?”

“You just have to hold my hand.” He says.

“But becoming a heartbreaker won’t give me a normal life.”

“It will if you fall in love.”

“But I thought heartbreaker can’t love.” I said confused.

“We can’t… most of the time. But sometimes a human comes along, and an idiot heartbreaker falls in love. It happens, but it’s rare.”

“What are the chances of me falling in love?” I asked timidly.

“Honestly, very slim, but isn’t it worth a shot?”

I look at him, and suddenly I’m lost in his eyes. Their brown color is so special compared to other eyes, and they seemed filled with so many emotions.

“ Just take my hand.” His honey sweet voice murmurs in my ear. I gasp as shivers run down my spine. I slowly move my hand towards his, as if my mind has no control over it. He was right. This was the right choice. I would find love. Who knew? Maybe Ramon was my soul mate? I could definitely feel a connection.

Our hands are centimeters apart when all of a sudden I hear a loud bang. I snap out of my drunken haze, and the numbness in my mind fades away, as the cat, who just let one of the bins fall walks off. I stand a couple of seconds still, trying to recover from my earlier shock, and then the adrenaline kicks in. I start running as fast as I can away from Ramon who I can hear close behind me. I try to teleport myself away but I can’t because I can’t concentrate. Although I’m in shape, I know I’m not fast enough as I hear Ramon closing in.