Chapter 12

2 more months and we will graduate..

I should tell mom my choice, will I go to abroad?

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"Hah," Helena sighed, sipping her iced tea. "We're gonna be separated for the next 2 months.."

"Yeah.." I agreed. Which academy do I have to go next year?

"But I'm sure that we will keep in touch right?" Jenny said. Yes, she is here with us.

She's a little bit fine now, thanks for Kiel. They've been hanging out together, classical Kiel, that's why he is my number 1 best friend. He will always there if you need him.

I hummed in response smiling at Jenny. "I'll never forget our times at school!" Well.. The half of it, I was pretty sad for 3 months but I got back up and let go of Lucas..

Cause that's the right thing to do...

We parted ways, going home. But I didn't got back home.

Actually, it's my dad's death anniversary, and there's no day that I will not attend to his grave. He's my father, of course.

I arrived at the cemetery and stood by his tomb. I turned on my phone and gave mom a video call so that she can attend, even if it's a call.

I put down the flowers. And smiled. "Hi dad.."

Everytime I visited him I always remember that incident and blame myself of his death. This happend when I love someone, they just gone in a blink of an eye.

Dad died, mom is at abroad, Lucas loved other person, Helena has more other friends other than me, Kiel is with Jenny. Nothing good happens if I love one person.

I left my phone for mom to have an alone time with dad, she still love him and I know that than anybody else.

I sat on a near bench, trying not to listen to mom. I look around, the calm wind hit gently on my skin, the smell of candles around the place. I sighed, if only my life is as peaceful as this, then I wouldn't trouble in any problem in the world.

I never knew the call has ended minutes ago, staring blankly at the sky. It was beginning to rain, but I didn't bother to move. Just let me get soaked by the rain.

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 13, 2020

I was expecting that the rain would hit me but I never felt a thing. I opened my eyes and saw a black umbrella, my eyes moved to the person who was holding the umbrella.

"You'll get a cold you know.." Lucas muttered.

I sadly smiled. "I should have told you that myself."

Instead of me to be soaked in the rain, he was the one who let himself wet. It's like he wants to carry the burden that I have since 3 years.

I heard him sighed, despite of the rain, hitting the umbrella heavily.

"Let's go home.."

I nodded and slowly sat up walking back to the house with him. I remembered my phone as we got out of the cemetery, but I didn't bother for it. Just let it wet, I don't even need that phone.

We arrived at the house, I got in first to get Lucas a towel. As I gave him the towel, I asked,

"How do you know that I was there?"

He stopped and continue back to dry his hair. "I just saw your calendar of your room."

What was he even doing in my room?

I wanted to ask him that but I think that I don't want to. I walk to the kitchen to give him a glass of water.

"Why did you even let yourself wet in the rain?" I scoffed, giving him the glass.

"So many questions.." He complained but then answer. "I don't want you to get sick, idiot."

I blinked. "Then what about yourself? I don't want you to get sick either.."

"I did that because you're *******..." He muttered, I didn't heard the last word very clearly.

"I'm what?" I leaned an ear to hear clearly.

He didn't answer and walk upstairs. I scoffed, as he just leave me here at the kitchen.

What was that for?!

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I was reading some book, while listening some music. It was pretty peaceful until I heard Lucas calling me.

He sounds in pain so I rushed towards his room and saw him panting, leaning at the edge of his bed.

"Hey!!" I ran up to him, and was about to hold his back. "What's wro-- Oh gosh!! You're hot!!"

"Damn yeah I am.." He breathed, smirking at me.

I blushed and lightly smack his head. "That's not what I meant! How can you even joke in this situation?!"

I helped him up to his bed and held his forehead. "You're really burning, how can you have a fever that easily? You just got soaked by the rain an hour ago."

"I-I'm not as... tough... a-as yo..u.." He stammered.

I pushed him back to the bed. "Stop talking and let me take care of you."

I stood up to cook him some porridge, bit then he held my wrist.

"Where are you going?" He whined.

This guy is cute when he got a fever. I wanna squish his red cheeks!!

"I'm just going to cook you some porridge," I replied, looking back at him.

"Don't go..." He whispered.

Uuuuuuuuuhhhh!!! I can't take his cuteness!!

No Athy!! No!! You have to bring the normal Lucas!!

I crouched beside him, and held back his hand. "I'll be back."

"Promise?"

Guuuhh~~

"Y-Yes.. I promise.."

He let go and gave me a childish grin. "Be back quickly."

"Okay.." I stood up, blushing.

How can this guy be so cute?!

I walk out of his room, heading to the kitchen. I stood in front of the stove, narrowing my eyes at it.

"......"

I CAN'T COOK!!

I ran my hands through my hair panicking, HOW DO YOU MAKE A PORRIDGE?!

I was like that for 10 minutes and calmed down after.

Breath Athy, breath.. You can do this, just follow the instructions. I took a cooking book recipes in the small library and read the porridge page.

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The kitchen turned black.. Because of a sudden explosion.

And no, Bakugo is not here.

I caused this mess.

I heard someone walking down the stairs, I turned and saw Lucas, leaning on the wall, his face looked so worried.

"What the hell happened?"

"Ahaha... I mess up.." I awkwardly laughed, scratching the back of my head.

"Mess up..." His brow twitched, horrified by the 'mess' that I made. "Is this a mess?"

"Is it?"

"...."

"S-Sorry..." I ran up to him, lending him a hand. "You should have not come down here, you have a fever you know?"

"How can I not come down, when the part of the house explode?" He grumbled.

"Yeah, yeah.. You're the right one.."

We arrived back to his room and lay him back down to his bed.

"Gosh, you're heavy.." I huffed. "Here.."

I placed something on his chest.

"What's this?"

"I heard that the onion can help the fever go down, so here!"

He blinked. "What an I supposed to do with that?"

"Uuuhh... Just place it close with you?" I guessed.

"......"

"......"

"This is an ingredient for the porridge, porridge.."

"You don't have to repeat it."

He suddenly held my hand, his eyes closing. "Just you being here is okay.."

I blushed, my chin leaned on the back of my palm.

Don't let me assume something hopeful for us..

Because there will never be an 'us'...