Will you be with me?

Part 8

~The next day~

"Yo Aryan, what's today's plan? And are you better now? I guess you had a panic attack yesterday. But that's fine", said Nysa in a really fast speed. Aryan found it cool though, she didn't make a big deal of yesterday's events, maybe she had experienced it too? Or she was just sweet, and understanding. "Flirt? You alive?", "uh yeah, yeah. So how about Swiss National Museum? Do you like history?", asked Aryan. Nysa nodded and they set of. And as usual Nysa the Great couldn't stay quiet. Aryan really wanted this holiday to last forever.

It was heaven.

~At the museum~

Nysa was busy adoring some old paintings while Aryan was staring at a portrait of some people. It looked like a family to him. They reminded him of his family. He had shut them out completely, thinking that he would only bring pain and stress to them. He had to do it, or else they would keep on suffering. And the one thing he never wanted to do, was to shut out his mother. She was so precious and dear to him, he couldn't live without her. But to let her live, he had to do this. "It's beautiful, isn't it", Nysa softly said, "yes it is. Are you a big fan of paintings?", Aryan asked, "yes, I sketch really well. What about you?" "Yeah me too. I sketch too, but we'll nobody knows. I like to keep it to myself, it relaxes me and heals me", Aryan finished, "yes, music does the same thing. You play a guitar right? I play one too", Nysa replied.

Aryan was finally opening up. Dancing on the streets with random people, joking and laughing all day, he was doing it all. He wanted to be like this, he wanted to be him. He was surrounded by so many fake people, he didn't trust anyone now. And of course, his past coming back to him was an issue too.