Betray
You're Not SorryTaeng and Tiffany arrived at a small clinic near their school. They went into the clinic and waited for their turn while filling out some papers. Just for the sake of it, Taeng applied to do a health checkup for the both of them.
“Are you done?”he asked her. He took a sneak at Tiffany’s forms.
“Not even close. There’s too much questions. I really hate filling forms.”she complained.
“You want me to fill it out for you?”he tried to snatched the forms from her but failed.
“Yah! Don’t even think about it. This is supposed to be private.”
“What? It’s just questions on your health. Nothing to worry about.”
“Yeah, what if you knew what my allergies are?”
“You have allergies? What is it? Is it serious?” he asked worriedly.
“No. I was just joking.”
“Wow, you know how to joke now. That’s an improvement.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing.”he just smiled at her. “So, want me to help you?”
“Sure. Here.”she handed her papers.
“Let’s see, Yah!”he glared at her. “You didn’t even start yet.”
“I did, look; I’ve written my name, address and telephone number.”she pointed at them. When she felt his glare again she immediately responds, “What? I said I hate filling out forms.”
He sighed. “Let’s just do this. Urmm, do you have any allergies?”
“Nope.”
“Do you have asthma, or any other serious illness?”
“Not that I knew of”
“Have you had any kind of surgery?”
“Define surgery?”
“Major ones. Organ transplants or something similar to that.” Taeng asked seriously. He was curious.
“Oh, that, nope.”
“You have a surgery before?”
“Yeah. But I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Come on, just tell me. It concerns your health.”
“I had a plastic surgery.”she tried to joked.
“Really? Where?”his eyes trailed off to her body.
“Yah! Watch your eyes.”she snapped at him.
“What? You said you had one.”he defended himself.
“Yeah, but why did you assume it’s my body? Aren’t plastic surgery done on faces normally? And it was just a joke you ert! Do you think I have money for that?”
“Alright. I’m sorry.”he apologized sincerely.
“For what?
“For letting my eyes wandered on you wonderful plastic-free body.”he smirked. Before she has the chance to retaliate, they heard someone clearing probably coming from the nurses. They stopped arguing immediately and continued filling the forms out.
“Let’s go fast okay.”Tiffany nodded. “Do you have any history of heart attacks from maternal or paternal side? Like uncles, aunts, grandfathers and mothers?”
“No. And you can crossed out the all the part where they asked about history of illness or anything like that.”
“Why?”
“Never heard of them.”
“What?”
“I mean, I never met any of my relatives.”she answered sourly looking down at her shoes. Taeng’s curiosity shot up again but he senses the mood and try to cheer her up again. He likes the talkative and cheerful Tiffany so much right now. She smiles a lot too.
“Okay. Next question, what is your favourite food?
“What? There are no questions like that.”she looked up puzzingly.
“I know. Just answer it. We finished all the questions. It’ll help to kill the time.”
“Fine. Hurmm, Pizzas? I only ate them once or twice though.”
“Okay. What’s your favourite colour?”
“Pink and black.”
“Pick one.”
“Pink then.”
“Favourite movie?”
“Harry Potter.”
“Favourite actor?”
“Duhh, Daniel Radcliffe.”
“What is your favourite...”
“What’s with these favourite questions? Not fun.”she pouted. His jaw dropped at the sight. Her pout is the cutest pout he ever seen. He nearly drooled but got a hold of himself back.
“Okay then. Ermm, if you could have a day off, away from work and school, where would you want to go?” he saw her eyes light up. But then it was replaced by something dark.
“I would want to go to a beach.”
“Where?”
“Anywhere. Just to see the ocean.” She smiled sadly.
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