will we have our happily-ever-after ?

chapter 10

Crystal

I was so frustrated and irritated by the behaviour and attitude of Jenny's friend towards Jenny and me. They call themselves friends huh , but they are just with her so that they can get to talk to me, and I don't know why they want that. After leaving the rink, I went to see my mom. Though it was night and I was alone, I felt safe there.
The wind was getting chilly and after some time, I was covered with warmth. I turned around and saw Christ standing there and looking at my mom.

"You can sit if you want," I said, after a comfortable silence.

"Hlo ma'am, a very good evening. I am Christ Walters, Crystal's friend''. 

"When did I approve of you as my friend?''

"Oh sorry, I didn't know how to introduce myself. Like you know right, I am here with her daughter, so I need to assure her that I am not some stranger from whom she told you to be aware."

I just remained silent. I was not able to object  him, and I myself didn't know why. But the thing about which I was sure now is that I feel comfortable around him. You know, sometimes only a person's presence can comfort you the way you want to be comforted. The silence between us was not awkward; rather, it was full of comfort and warmth, which even i didn't knew i needed and which I knew after meeting him.

"How's your father feeling now?''

"He is feeling good. Thankyou for looking after him and me in the hospital after we slept. "

"How are you feeling?" I asked after some silence.
After some pause, he said, "You know what Crystal, the time I was there alone in the hospital with my father, though he was not in danger, I felt sacred. I told my family that I was okay, but I was not. But when you came and talked to me, I was relieved. I don't know why, but I felt it was okay to show my weakness to you. ''
I turned to him  and to my surprise, he was looking directly into my eyes for the very first time . And then again, there was silence between us, but a comfortable one.

"I too had a very loving family like yours when I was young, but when I turned 10, my father married another woman and left me and my mom behind. When I was 15 and went to his house, he was there with one of his friends, and when he went out for something, his friend tried to force me and tried to touch me, but when I told my dad about this, he didn't believe me. He just said that I am just like my mother, and I don't know why he said that because my mom was the only child from a very rich family, and she never did anything wrong, so I got angry and talked sense in his mind about accusing my mom and leaving. But my mother heard everything as she had come to take me back, and just after that next day, she got into an accident on the way back home from her company. I never told anyone, not even Mary and Jenny, and the funny thing is that I wasn't able to cry at my mom's death, and now, when I never wanted anyone to see me crying, my tears are coming out without my permission," I said after a brief pause. I don't know why I didn't object when Christ hugged me, but that was the first time I cried my heart out about everything that was building up inside me; about my mom's death, my father's behaviour, Jenny's behaviour, being alone.

Walters

I went after Crystal and saw her in a graveyard. I went close to her and saw her sitting in front of a grave which I assumed to be her mother's. I went close and covered her with the jacket Mary gave me, which Crystal forgot to bring with her. When she saw me, I saw the same emotions in her eyes that were there when she first visited my house.
I introduced myself to her mother, and when she told me about her father,  I don't know what emotions I was feeling, but the only thing I was certain of at the time was that no matter what happens, no matter how long it would take, I would wait for her to open up to me and comfort her in any way I could, whether as a stranger, friend, or more. Because eventually, flowers take time to bloom.
I warpped her in a hug and to my surprise, she didn't flinch at my touch. Me too, with perfect precaution, stayed in the same position so that I didn't scare her or make her uncomfortable, but when she gripped my shirt strongly, like her life depended on it, I tightened my grip on her and started making circles on her back and waited till all her sorrows, which were building up from the day of her mother's death, were out.
After she was done crying, we didn't talk and silence was there. The ride back home was also spent in comfortable silence. I respected her feelings and didn't push her to talk it out if anything else was bothering her or not, because when she will be comfortable, my questions would not be needed for the answers.

After I stopped the car in front of her house and she unbuckled her seat belt, I asked her if she wanted to come home after college tomorrow to see my father, as he was asking for her, and to that she replied with a nod, and we went to our respective homes.

Last night I was not able to sleep after what Crystal told me about her father. In the past, I was never able to understand her behaviour and thought that she was born with that personality only, but what I heard last night has totally blown my mind off. You know, around 90% of people out of 100 change their personality for a reason which people judge just by seeing their outer covering. And trust me now, I just want Crystal to be like her past self. I am willing to give her everything and from today onwards, it's going to start.
When I went to college, I saw her in our English class. When she entered the class, everyone was looking at her, not only because we won the match but because of the answer she gave to the rival team. The other reason is very obvious: why were boys staring at her and girls bitching.
When she came to sit, I asked her if she wanted to sit with us as we all had the same class and she just nodded and went to sit next to Max. I didn't like it, but I trusted my friend, so it was okay. 

"What do you have after this period?" I silped a note to her.

"Gym," she replied.

"Would you like to join us? We all have the same."
She opened the note and after reading it, she just looked at me and that was it. No answer. I was afraid after not getting any response. I was not sure what happened and I started blaming myself for ruining everything. I know what happened last night doesn't make us friends or even close. I crossed my boundaries. I think now she will think that that I have seen her crying and all the secret, That's why I think I can push her for more. I was just praying that after that class, everything would return to normal, the way it was. I was eagerly waiting for the end of the class.

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