In a world where love does not exist.

We foregather again (C.7)

'No! no...' I scream in my pillow.

A vivid image of the boy i met in the fire came back to me, this time it was in my nightmares. We were kissing and i felt something... something more than an attraction to this man- it was deep feelings, feelings that i have never felt before; either way i knew this meant something i had a very strong gut feeling that we would meet again... but i need to find him before then.

'AHH!' I feel a grip on my shoulder and i wake up to my sisters worried face..

'Whats wrong sissy?' She asks me in a deep tone, shes worried; i can tell. But that doesnt stop me from remembering everything from yesterday and how cruel everyone was to me. I almost start tearing up as i say. 'Please, leave.'

So she does. I love my sister, probably more than anybody else; even my mother or Cecilia doesnt believe me but i think she has faith in me but she doesnt show it because of mum.

I decide to go out, get some fresh air and forget all the memories i have from yesterday! I walk toward the park and next to the gates i see a young man; his hood is up and he has a cigarette in his hand.

'Oh young lady, would you spare some change.' He says gently to me. His hood is still down and i can barely see his face but im familiar enough with his voice. I give him some money since i feel bad. Nobody deserves to be homeless and starving on a beautiful winter days morning i think to myself.

'Here, i hope this is enough to get you some food atleast.' I say this about to walk away and he shouts for me.

'Alaila!' I look back and see- the boy?

'So we meet again.' He says to me in a deep voice.

I sigh. 'What are you doing here? You keep following me everywhere.'

He smirks. 'Blaise.' He takes his hand out of his pockets, directing it to me.

'Do you expect me to shake you hand or some-' I say to him, he cuts me off.

'Yes, i do.' He keeps a straight face.

'Why are you sitting here like your homeless?'

'I am... homeless.' He looks down at the ground, and i walk towards him. I put my hands on his chin and move his face up.

'Im so sorry, couldnt you tell me the day we met? You stayed quiet and didnt say anything! Why?'

He failed to answer me once again. He was speechless, but what he did say suprised me like no other sentence would.

'I know we only met once but ive never felt this way for no-one.' He says to me. He grasps my hand and smiles.

I pull away. 'What are you talking about? Im worried about your safety more than your feelings towards some girl.'

'Not some girl, you and your more than some girl.'

'I- im sorry, i dont know what it is that your feeling but you must stop now.' He looks me up and down and walks away.

'See you later.' He winks at me.

I shiver and decide that i want to return home. I think i have had enough air for one day.

I come home 10 minutes later and see my mum standing the kitchen, she doesnt say anything so neither do i; im not in the mood anyway. I rush upstairs and sit down thinking.

I smile. What did he mean by that? He has some sort of attraction to me but im afraid i dont feel the same way.

Do i?