In The Name Of Family

Ch 14- Cute love

Hazel Salvadore

I never thought that for a moment life could take a different direction and nothing would be the same as before, yet here I was a proof that this is true.

Two days ago everything changed and now even my name is not the same, but for this I still need time to get used to. Since then it has been a big bunch of emotions which I can not explain. That night I stayed for dinner at their house as Jay could not stop crying and in fact my heart could not bear to be the cause of that pain.

Dinner was awkward and to be honest, I could have said less than ten words during it. Everyone was there and I can say that from the looks and conversation that they had, everyone had the same feeling as me.

My father, whose name I learned was Sam looked like a social butterfly and was the only one who probably even from the emotions, did not rest for a moment as he spoke about everything.

He told us hundreds of stories about the girl he called his little light, his daughter Hazel. From the moment she opened her beautiful eyes, as she took the first steps in the journey of life and until she herself held in her hands the creatures that would take the steps of life.

It was emotional!

I felt mixed emotions all the time. For a few moments they shed a few tears, but in the end I started to feel comfortable. Aiden seemed calm, he did not talk much during dinner, but I saw that from time to time he threw me glances,  which were full of love and I could swear full of longing too.

He was sitting next to Andrea, who was a chair away from me and maybe this was not about them, but I could feel the tension in their eyes as sometimes it happened that their hands accidentally touched each other. I think there is something between them that goes beyond that arranged marriage.

While about Anhriel I can not say much because his silence made me feel something in my stomach that I could not explain, but I could understand that one of the reasons why he did not speak was not to make it difficult for me to stay there. After dinner I spent the night in my apartment, but I made a promise to that family and I was ready to keep. So today after two days I came back again, but to stay.

Today begin my new life as Hazel. Two months and then I will be free to decide what I want to do with my life. Two months living the life of someone who is supposed to be ME.

♤(Author)♤

The sun had finally kissed the ground as it had left place for the darkness to release it's veil.

It was three o'clock at night and as everyone in the house had fallen asleep, the hearts of two people seemed to be unable to find peace. The walls of that house were not familiar to Hazel and while the bed looked as if it had been made for a princess, so soft as made her think, if there was a pea she would have felt it by now.

On the other hand, not further than a wall away from that room, there was another body who although in his own house could not find comfort while lying on the bed.

Hazel decides to get up to get some air or drink a glass of water, but as she was close to the door,  many thoughts described her mind. She thought that if she gets out they might feel the noises as Anhriel room was near her. On the othe hand she didn't want to confront him. Thinking those things she sat on the side of the bad again, with her eyes at the door.

Playing with his fingers and coming around a few times, in the other room Anhriel got closer to the door and as he touched the locker his mind went to the next room. He did not want to do anything to create confusion in her heart because he was determined to win it back. So he decided to turn back and sat on the side of the bad with his eyes at the door.

But now, Hazel could not bear it and got up immediately, opening the door carefully and then followed the stairs which led to the first floor. Walking slowly, her eyes could not help but look around, looking at the house which shone from the small lights placed on the walls.

Approaching the end of the corridor as she turned to the kitchen, her eyes caught a piece of the half open door of a room from where a painting appeared. She got closer a few inches to get a better look, but did not want to see something that did not belong to her, so she turned in the other direction again.

But then again curiosity got the best of her and thought that a little glance would not hurt anyone as she startet getting closer. As soon as she pushed the door a little further into the room in front of her appeared several paintings,  most of them were a portrait of Anhriel.

Coming around and admiring the painting she had not realized that she was not alone, until a shadow appeared next to her. She immediately turned ready to scream, but the words did not leave her lips as a hand was found next to them.

Her eyes opened wide, looking to the person in front of her. The next moment the person unleashed the hand from her mouth and muttered a sorry for scarring you. His blue eyes teased her insides and a tingling sensation traveled through her chest.

"I think it has become a habit to shut my mouth whenever I want to talk or shout," Hazel spoke as she remembered the past events and a little smile played on her lips.

"I'm sorry, I just did not want everyone to gather here, even calling the police," Anhriel spoke. "Beside that, why are you coming around so late? Is there something that makes you worried?"

"No I just couldn't sleep. What about you?' she asked, curious.

"Same here," he said and then awkwardness again. Like they always felt around each other

Coming around again, looking at the pictures the scene of the first day with the photos, played in her mind, but this time she decided to break the silence by talking.

"Do you like your self that much that there are dozens of your paintings in this room?" she asked as she turned to look at him, but seemed to regret it as she saw his smile fading from her words.

"I did not want to say that you are ...." she wanted to continue so she could clarify that the intention wasn't offensive, but he didn't let her as he immediately said.

"You painted those for me when we were younger." His voice clearly showered with sadness at the memories. A feeling of guiltily took over her.

"I didn't know. Sorry!" she said as he nodded.

"Did I paint a lot? I seem good at this, I made you really handsome." Dhe said to change the subject as he smiled a little and spoke.

"Yes a lot. I was you favorite model and you had a dream to teach children painting."

"You are so good at painting," and she smiled at his words, even though she didn't remember painting them. She felt proud of her talent and dreams.

"Yes i look very talented, right? I even made you like you are in reality." She said proudly.

"Does that mean that I'm really handsome, like you said that made me." He said getting closer to her with a smirk on his face, meaning to tease her.

But her face immediately turned red as she remembered her early words. She didn't seem to breath for a moment.

"Hmm ... yea.. No ... I mean it's pretty late. We need to sleep. "

"No.. in fact I really need to sleep." She rushed to say as she got away from him and started to open the door. A hard swallow disrupted the delicate lines of her throat.

After she got out, a second later turned again and muttered "Good night."

Not even sure if he heard it right, Anhriel muttered "Good night," back as a smile played on his face. His cheeks warmed and he felt some tightness in his chest as he placed his hand on it. "Stupid heart," he whispered as he curled his lips into a small smile.

She was still his cute Hazel and he was falling in love over and over again.