(SPICA)
'I finally found you,'
"Miyu." silently calling out the name that I hide in secrecy.
Thinking deep within my thoughts as I gaze upon his sleeping face. The name that he kept on repeating like somewhat he is in an unconscious-conscious state and back. Only made me wonder from the many questions that are knocking inside my mind. For a stranger that he is, and though he may be the one who saves me, still, coincidence is far too fetch to reason everything out.
"Who are you?" I ask softly. Still looking at his sound asleep face, as I am reminding myself to not trust someone after learning the fair share and taste of that fate, even if he may be my savor.
Gasping, I could not help but think of the possibilities that this encounter might lead me. The fleeting emotion that's wavering inside my heart right now is the unknown thing I could not figure out of why and what. Leaning my back to the cold walls of the cave as the hard pour of the stormy night hinders the both of us forward.
Outrunning the danger both of us cross, and seeking refuge from deep inside to the forest, where we eventually found this cave. I once again look at his face as a small smile of gladness is painted on my face. To the person who came in that right moment and saved my life. The mystery he brings, and the moment that somehow knock the familiar scene, yet I could not recognize open the pain and longing from my heart. Wondering, I could not help but slowly touch his face as I the pain and agony to hold him close, and wanting him near me is slamming like a wave of waters inside my heart.
'I finally found you,'
Snapping out from my thoughts as those words ring once more like a regular downpour of a gentle rain every dawn. I shake all the thoughts away with the utmost importance to seek help for both of us. With both of our phones died out and soaking wet from the river we drive into, I need to think of a way to know our location. Crawling for his things, hoping to find anything that could help, yet nothing, even an identification card to let me know who he might be.
"Should I?" as I ask myself when deep within my consciousness is the torn thought to finally trust him or not.
To the person who somehow and might take the heroic act to save a dire state damsel that is me, I cannot help but even wonder more. Saving me from almost being hit by a truck is one thing and acceptable, but dragging me out and protecting me is too much to be a simple coincidence. Like he knew everything and all along is watching me. I wanted to know as I wanted to unravel something, from someone who took and saves my life, the person whose eyes rings the sad familiarity of a past.
With my mind saying no, but my heart is beating its protest to give in and trust. Gasping as I began to feel the pain in my entire body and the wound from my ankle, which he mended with a piece of his rip cloth all before I woke up and found him asleep. I ease the pain and struggle just to keep the fire he made to warm us up and protect us from wild animals as the night approaches. But with not enough firewood to come us for the rest of the night and the cold that will hit us after. The rain that soaked the wood by now is not an option either.
"Just who are you?" I ask once more, and slowly as I touch his forehead, I am taken aback, realizing that he is running a high fever. Immediately lay him properly down near enough to be kept warm by the bonfire. I take his clothes off as I fall back in shock, seeing the deep cut wound in the left side of his abdomen.
With the pain and bruises, he eases all this time, I fall in regret thinking that if this wound is because of me, I will never forgive myself if he ends up dying in this situation.
"Just," as I hardly speak when my tears suddenly fall and unexpectedly, towards the same stranger that's poking the stupidity and at the same heroic stance of saving a stranger in amidst of his safety.
'No matter what, I will protect you, I promise, so just trust me.'
Yet, reminded of his words and the authority of his tone in that time. I cannot help but wonder if he is stupid enough to put himself in danger because of a stranger he did not even know. What's more, he somehow knew that I was in a dire situation, or perhaps he too with the same boat as mine. Wiping my tears away as crying will not solve everything amidst the longing and pain that's ringing within my heart. I took a deep breath staying strong as I have to.
"Just who are you for me to feel this unreasonable thing?" I ask, whispering as I slowly lift his head to rest on top of my folded jacket. To his heavy breath and redden face worse to the look of his deep wound and probably infected one right now. I knew I need to do something in return.
Fixing some branches, I found near the cave while easing the pain in my body and dragging my injured feet just in time as the rain stops. I took the branches and circling them out without a gap into my injured ankle and finally securing it with a cloth. I then slowly push myself to stand holding onto a long and thick branch to balance and aid myself to take the steps as I look for some medicine in the forest. Scavenging for a herbal plant knowing a bit and two of the medicinal herbs. I struggle into the dawn as I could not hardly see and racing with time before I will lose my way in the dark. Easing the pain in my feet and the danger up ahead, a blade-like wind almost stumbles me down, and as I look back, the same wind somehow greeted me with the words.
'I'm sorry.'
With a beating pain, or perhaps I am hallucinating. A vivid picture of a person crying flashes in my mind like a movie scene that you cannot erase from your mind once you have seen it once. Yet, beyond that scenery, my mind is screaming that I know who it was. I took the steps back as the unbearable pain is pounding nonstop and painfully deep inside my heart that I never felt before, yet somehow, I knew. Losing track in thoughts going nowhere as the vision of that hurtful goodbye flooded my mind, I stumble down a cliff. To blind to see and notice, or was just caught up to the words that 'she' said, I slipped, rolling down before I got a hold of a thick root of a tree.
'I'm sorry, Rafael.'
Struggling as I try to pull myself up. I was in grave danger as my strength is slowly giving up on me. Just then, a picture like cinematography flashes back in front of my sight like I am watching a scene in a movie where the heroine is me. From the clip that matches to where I am now but ended as she falls in that cold waters as her tears escape whispering the words.
'I'm sorry, Rafael.'
"Who?" whispering as I pound my chest to where my painful heartbeats, I then realize that I am crying as I cannot stop my tears now from sheading. In deep wonder as I am asking myself who, who is the person that is echoing those cries aiding by the scenes that are making me weaker than I am now. My left strength is slowly fading out of me. Too much to take as I cannot hold on anymore, I let go, closing my eyes as I wait for my doom.
'Miyu!'
Yet, a voice and a hand caught me in time. Opening my eyes as I gaze upon the darkness ahead, the light of the full moon paves as my eyes met his.
"You." I only manage to whisper when in my sight at that moment I am seeing a different him.
Like a snap of the camera and in a split second as the light could capture that perfect moment in my eyes, I saw a King with his silver hair and blue eyes.
"Hold on!"
As he screams with all the worry in his voice shaking me out from that thought and dragging me back in reality. Pulling me up with his strength, knowing the pain and weakness of his suffering. I forced my way up, grabbing a think root worried about his condition and the wounds that he is definitely easing now. He screams, finally pulling me up as I landed within his tight embrace in between his arms.
"Stupid! What do you think you're doing? I almost went crazy for a minute thinking that I lost you!"
He screams in anger burying his face to my neck as his grip tightens into a secured embrace, locking me with no escape. Shivering in both frustration and worry, I am taken aback and surprise. In that night's coldness, in our both weak self and losing strength, I am engulfed with the warmth that I never had before, but I am very familiar off. To my world that for a second stop like a lightning strike in the form of his words that pierces my heart, I slowly held him back in a hug saying,
"I'm sorry."
'I'm sorry, Rafael.'
Hearing the same voice from her but only unto my mind, I close my eyes as I let the warmth in as he nods. Letting me go as he turns around crouching in a position commanding rather than a request.
"You're injured and probably could not walk as this is the only means for us to move forward now."
He made sure that I understand and leaving me with no other choice but to follow his request. Nodding as I weakly agree with a soft 'yes', I slowly climb on his back with my hesitant consciousness that is worried about his injury he stands up, locking both my thigh around his arms. While I hold onto his shoulder, his tough acts amid his deep and slow breath with him barely holding, I wanted to protest and plead to be put down. But knowing twice, I did not push through.
Letting him carry me from the dark forest where our only light is the full moon above. I slowly snuggle as tiredness engulfs me, falling asleep as I cling to him.
'In a wealthy Kingdom where I am the King we meet, in a busy marketplace where everyone runs in a panic, I saved your life. In that time as I held you near me, I called your name,'
"Miyu." Waking up from a tragic tale, like a scene from a sad movie yet is too real to even consider as it is and compare with. I slowly open my eyes as the wailing light of red and blue was the clear visible thing in my blurry sight. Somehow gazing at a familiar face of a woman in front of us and some who run in a hurry approaching our direction, I knew we were saved. With the trauma of the day, I once again drifted asleep.
'Do you mean that we already meet each other in our past life and in that time, you are the King and I am?'
'My Princess.'