Chapter 27: Chapter 27

Tokyo's POV

*My Snow

Snow isn't a person...

She's a persona made to be someone what her readers want her to be...

Snow isn't a human...

She's a creative output built by her readers' imagination...

Snow isn't real...

She's just a dream, an escape for other people...

Snow isn't perfect...

She's just a perfect character built in her readers' mind...

Snow is You...

A persona, a creative output, a dream, an image, a character...

But who is the real Snow?

Who are you?

You always smile, tells them everything is okay...

You always crack jokes, making their feelings lighter when they're down...

You always give advice, to help them get through with everything...

You always put them first...

But I'd like to know, who are you?

Are you happy?

Are you hurting?

Do you feel loved?

Do you feel safe?

Do you want to be Snow?

Or do you want to be someone else?

Do you need to hide to be you?

Do you need to be alone to be happy?

Do you need to turn your back to stop hurting?

Do you need to close your eyes to feel loved?

Do you need to shut yourself to feel safe?

Do you want to be Snow?

Or do you want to be you?

But regardless of who you want to be, please know...

that all I want is for you to be happy...

Whether you are Snow, or you are your true self...

Because your happiness is my happiness...

Because you are my own snow...

Soft hums escaped my lips as I occasionally sings along with the music playing on my phone, my hands resting on my side while my feet are dangling freely as I sit at the edge of the wooden pathway on the lake dock.

Sometimes it wonders me how Zanaya would always take time and visit this place for a breath of fresh air.

Now I understand.

It isn't the view of the sunset, nor the majestic reflection of the sky within the vast of water before me.

The place is silent; the serenity it brings my consciousness seems to serve a soothing sensation inside me. It was refreshing, and calming, I feel like the air that I'm currently in taking makes every bit of organs or whatever wonders within me function at its finest, it's actually unbelievable.

The day Alex told me we're supposed to be getting married, I laughed real hard thinking that he was actually trying to crack me up.

I was laughing for a good minute when I realized that he was quiet, and that scared me, I was immediately lost for words. I mean, it's impossible. My mom never wanted me to get married with some idol, or maybe was it because of the fact that she knew Alex's family?

Fuck off Alex or I swear to God I will shove my precious Timberlands straight down your throat, fine? My exact words to him but all I got was a long and exasperated sigh.

After realizing the severity of the situation, Alex and I flew straight to Thailand to confront both our parents, and I was so thankful that Alex wasn't taking the information lightly.

My members knew there was an emergency at home and our managers allowed me, that's after they were able to receive a go signal from our boss.

The whole flight was nerve-wracking and neither Alex and I exchanged further messages. We went separately, him to his Mom and of course, I went to mine.

And I was angry.

The moment the sound of the door opening went pass my ear, I dashed straight to the living room where I was expecting my mother would be. And she knew. She was anticipating it.

And goddamn it, she was so prepared.

Because once I came in, my eyes met Alex's mom as they all seat rather too comfortable in the cushions within the living room.

Not a minute had passed and Alex came rushing in, our eyes met and we both knew, we were in trouble.

"I'm not marrying her." Alex's first word failing to even great neither of our parents.

Her mom's eyebrow raised and so was mine.

He caught me quite off-guard. I didn't know Alex would be able to easily tell his parents his opinions like that.

"I'm afraid it isn't for you to decide darling," her mom mumbled and gave me an apologetic smile.

My eyes caught Alex's and I am so thankful to have a friend like him.

"Really Mom? Well I'm sure it is. Mom, I hate to break it to you but the last time I checked, I'm almost 21 which means it would be legal for me to decide for myself, especially if it is something big like, I dunno, choosing the person I would be marrying in the future?" he shrugged and I wanted to laugh at the shocked expression on his mom's face.

Alex loves his mom so much and I know upsetting her is probably the least of what Alex wants to happen.

"Mom, I'm sorry I had to do this, you know I love you so much. And auntie, you and uncle are almost my second parents." he bowed even to my parents.

"Lex, I don't understand. Didn't you two promise to marry each other when you were kids?" her mom exclaimed and I had to hold back the laughter endangered to escape before my lips.

"Mom! We were five that time, the only reason we remember is because you keep on reminding us about it" he groans and I looked down.

Alex doing all the talking is probably a good thing seeing I haven't had the guts to disobey my mom ever since.

No matter how unfair this situation may seem, I can't just lash out on my mom.

She's still my mother after all.

"It still doesn't matter to me." my dad muttered.

"I have a girlfriend." Alex said which doesn't surprise me actually. The guy is a playboy; I have lost count on how many girls he must have played with.

My eyes landed on the floor. Alex and I were standing sideways and to be honest, I can recognize the frustration coming from him.

Though it isn't anywhere near my intention but somehow, I felt offended. His desire to opposing marrying me was overflowing I had to back up a little and remind myself that I don't like him too.

He was too eager for our engagement not to happen that I feel like I'm some ugly ass-like woman or something.

"That's not surprising Alex but I very well know you would break up with that girl after this, so you still can't change our minds."

My eyes widened at his mom's words.

I turned my glance to my parents.

My dad was avoiding my stares while my mom just shrugged her shoulders.

"How about this then," Alex spoke and I turned my attention to him.

What will he be saying now?

He turned his attention to me and I saw him gulp as if getting really nervous about everything, and my heart started to beat rapidly inside my chest.

Why do I have this feeling that he's up to nothing good?

And I was right.

"Tokyo has a boyfriend. Actually, I am sure she is very much willing to marry the guy if you want her to get marry." his words struck inside my throat and I started coughing continuously. More importantly, I wish I was able to take a picture of my parents. The looks on their faces were too funny I felt a little glad inside.

I turned to him and hit him on the shoulder but he just widened his eyes on me.

"Awww" he rubbed his shoulder while smirking.

You're dead after this.

I never really admitted to him that me and Grey were dating. I think he might just have caught on.

Damn this Thai best friend of mine.

And then I heard my mom laughing awkwardly.

"Impossible. Apart from Zanaya, the rest of you have a dating ban right? And I sure would know if my daughter has a boyfriend." she mumbled as if she's telling it more to herself.

And that made me mad a little, remembering how she is trying to control too much of my future.

That's for me to decide.

"Is it so hard to believe that someone out decided to take time giving his love and presence to your daughter?" I asked bitterly.

Why is it easy for her to make me feel like I am not loved by the people around me?

I bite my lower lip as my throat started to hurt, continuously stopping myself from crying.

"But you never introduced any guy to is. Alex and Ren would probably the closest guy I have ever seen close to you," she exclaimed.

"Well I do but I haven't had the chance to introduce him to you given the situation since a few months ago." I mumbled.

She started fanning herself as they all started whispering with each other. It's as if Alex and I wasn't even here.

I decided to use this opportunity to face the man beside me.

"What the hell!" I grunted and I had to hold back from hitting him even more.

"What? It's effective." he chuckled. "Unless you want to take that back and get married to me, I don't mind. I'm only thinking of your welfare, Tokyo" he mumbled and I noticed how his eyes softened.

I guess that may be true. As far as I know, Alex have never fallen in love. He got flings and all but I don't think he had ever fell in love deeply. And I trust him when he said he cares for me.

"So, Simons was asking about you last time. He doesn't have his phone, are you upset you aren't able to pester him while you're away?" he teased and I snickered.

"He does have his phone. I saw a photo of him at the airport," I told him.

"Really? I was definitely sure he doesn't have it though," my brows furrowed at his words.

Did I get it all wrong? Or was it an old photo?

Shit.

"You know what? I think you two are just trolling us about this. So we decided that it doesn't matter. If you really have a boyfriend, just break up with him. I don't even think he can compare to Alex," my mother mumbled and Alex started chuckling beside me.

"Auntie, trust me, even you adore him more than you do with me," he muttered and I grab his hand to stop him for whatever he was about to say.

"She's dating Grey Simons," he said dropping the bomb like it was nothing.

My mom's hand landed on her mouth.

"Yes, the famous Grey Simons from your favorite band, SHADOW, " he added.

I was startled when I felt a soft fabric covering my bare shoulders and a sweet voice humming along with me pulling me back from my train of thoughts. It just happened two days ago but it was all vivid on my memories.

I turned my head and my eyes locked into his. He was wearing his signature ripped denim pants, white loose shirt, and a bonnet, his face free from any mask.

Slowly, I stood from my seat facing him, his smile greeting me though I was so sure those were bags I'm seeing under his eyes.

"Grey...:" I whispered and before I can even speak, he pulled me closer, his hand on the back of my neck and the next thing I knew was him kissing me so passionately like he had been waiting dor this goddamn moment to happen for God knows how long.

And I didn't stop him.

I miss you, my little bunny.