If Only I Could Read The Stars

CHAPTER 2

She put the fork she used on a napkin near her plate, so that everything is organized and left the kitchen table without saying a word. She started climbing up the stairs more angrily than she's ever been and quicklier than I've ever seen her running. She was tramping so hard on the stairs that her footsteps could have formed holes in their means. I felt what she was planning to do, so I quickly started running after her.

Maybe if I had caught her, none of what followed would have happened, but I hadn't. Instead, I tripped on the stairs. Sasha left all her toys everywhere around the house and they were the last things I could have paid attention to. What a dog! Whenever I clean up the mess she makes, all her toys still end up everywhere!

My back started aching as I fell right on it and a strange sensation that I was running out of breath hit me, my foot was still bleeding, but I couldn't let my mum enter my secret place. But what could I have done? She was already in front of the door, just about to open it. And that was the moment the craziest idea hit me.

I wanted to tell her the truth. Well, my truth and in my style of telling the truth.

'MOM! Wait! I... I have to tell... I...' cold and regretful tears began to flow from my forever happy eyes. I couldn't do that. That was MY secret and only mine.

'Oh, Honey, what's wrong?' she quickly ran to me, forgetting about the reason why she came upstairs.

HONEY? Eew, she never calls me like that! Something really must be wrong if she uses this type of language, even when she's angry.

'I... I want to... You know..' An amalgam of guilt began to engulf me. All the emotions I was feeling overwhelmed me in a way I'd never felt before. On the inside, I was full, on the outside, I was nothing more than empty. My heart could not let me say a word.

'I am here for you no matter what happens and you know that! Tell me what's wrong!' my mum insisted.

At that point, my brain did not matter anymore, I told my mum everything my heart wanted to hear.

'I... my back hurts. I can barely breathe, mum!' And that was partially true. In fact, I had regained my breath immediately after the fall, but I could not breathe at all because of all the other tears I was holding back. I don't know how that came out of my mouth, I wanted to tell her about the diary.

'Oh, darling, do you need a doctor?'

DARLING? Again?

'No, mum, all I need is trust. Why did you run so quickly and angrily to my room?'

'You're right.' Then, she, visibly disappointed in her, went back to the kitchen to clean up everything left on the table.

I quickly ran back to my room. I couldn't touch the diary for the rest of the day. Sometimes, we need to take breaks even from what we love the most.

Monday came. A new day in which I could sprinkle some color over my invisibility.

I packed my backpack and went straight to school. It was the first day I didn't take my diary with me.

'Hope you have an umbrella with you, Lena. Look at those clouds! It's most definitely going to rain today.' my dad said before I left the house.

Cool. The first day when I'm trying to change some things in my life and it rains!

'I'm pretty sure I have one in my backpack. I always take an umbrella with me.'

And that day was the only exception.

As I was hopelessly walking through the rain, my hair began to turn into the wettest thing I've ever touched. It was like I've been staying in a shower not for hours, but for months. The fog was getting thicker and thicker, I couldn't see much thing.

When I tried to step over a pond, my leg, accidentally, slipped right into it and for a second, I thought I'd fall on the cold and hard pavement. But I didn't. Because someone caught me. Someone I had met before.

This is the end of Chapter 2. Want to find out what happened next? Or who that person was? Chapter 3 is waiting for you!!!