Never Say Goodbye [Complete Story]

Chapter Forteen

I sleepily walked out of the bathroom and waited for the door to be knocked. I wondered what the hell happened to me suddenly when I realised I was having migraine.

I just started to cry, yes! I was.

It was a kind of mood swings but the fact that despite all these happening I could hear mom and dad bickering again. I guess over the diner dad just bought or something.

I ran my hand through my hair and heaved a sigh "Errgh! Everything is alright! " I said to myself and turned at my window.

Judy was not at home,  that was a relief. She probably hasn't come from her friend's house or what ever. Picking my phone, I stared at the perfect family picture on my home page.

I was holding Judy's hands and Dad pecked mom. That was the picture from our last vacation. I'm not sure anymore if their cuddling were just fake then or what transpired and dad became like this.

"Errgh! " I sighed realising no one had come to knock the door, they were still bickering and arguing I guess. Is this how families are?

No love between a husband and a wife seriously?

Banging the door open and shutting it aloud,  I walked to the garden and again I saw them quiet. I thought mom had stopped arguing with him but then,  I heard her voice again.

"This is.... " I said rolling my voice and went ahead to the garden, checking out the new lily flowers I planted.

I loved lilys.

Then,  there was this figure approaching me. I stared back and realised it was a boy in overall black appearance .

I got up slowly and the boy was nearer now. I couldn't believe my eyes!

"Xavier! " "Claire? "

That was a chorus. I shook my head and got nearer to be sure I'm seeing him.

"I... Wait,  why are you here? "

"Is your father Mr. Blaise? "

"Yes so.... What the hell are you here for? And meanwhile you can't go in. "

"Why.... "

I quickly shook my head. But I'm not going to let him walk in on my parents bickering at each other, no way.

"Well then, I'm here to give him his umbrella. " he handed put the black Umbrella and I was about to collect it.

"Don't you think it's more polite to give him? "

I shook my head and made my best puppy face but instead,  he smirked and was sprinting towards the door.

"I'll be right back! " he yelled.

"No! Xavier.... " I trailed off as I ran after him.

He was already at the door and I was few steps away from him.

"Shit! "

I watched him as he paused after opening the door before glancing at my sorry face.

"Sorry.... Is this why you wouldn't let me in? "

"No!  Why would you barge in like that! I told you not to go! But no!  You just want to make fun of my family! " I yelled getting nearer.

I was trying hard to stop myself from breaking down or showing it in my voice so I took in huge breaths.

"Calm down Claire... You're not the first to witness such thing. " I glared at him as he stepped closer to me and placed his hands on my shoulder.

"You really don't have to be like this.... I understand what you are feeling and I promise not to do this again. I'm deeply sorry. "

I was really stupid for the emotional person I am. I was already had tears at the corner of my eyes. I quickly rubbed my eyes with my knuckles and sniffed in.

"I don't really like covering up for them each time they do this... "

"It's fine... "

I nodded and pulled myself closer into his arms. I wrapped my hand at his waist and hugged him sniffing his his stanche saint. I could feel the softness of his black hoodie.

"You can tell me. It's not a good thing to keep such things. It better if you tell it to the police. " the unsure hint in his voice.

"No,  I just can't. At least today it was fair. It really get worst sometimes. " I mumbled against his torso.

It was already getting weird between us,  I sense.

"You mean,  they throw things as well? "

Being as shocked as I am,  I raised my head to look at his face properly. His face held nothing.

"What do you mean?" was what I could mutter.

"Well..... I see such things everyday. Like I said earlier,  you're not the fist to witness such and it's nothing to me. "

"I don't get you. What do you really mean? "

I pulled away and tucked the strays away behind my ear. I was already staring at him with suspicion.

"Can we drop this topic and focus on the initial; Um.... Here's the umbrella. And my thanks to Mr. Blaise for giving me this. "

He held the umbrella out and I took it hesitantly.

"I'm sorry if you're leaving because you're feeling uncomfortable. "

"It's fine. " that was his final word before turning away.

I stared down at the umbrella. Not bad! I just talked to that hoodie guy....

Well,  the longest and sincere conversation I ever had with him.
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Has been quite a while I updated.... Deeply sorry, I was stuck with exams. Finally,  we're on vacation,  yup! I gat a lot of time to publish.

Thanks for reading.

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Hikmah