Chapter - 16 ( The future holds)

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Ellina's P. O. V

They used to say that there is only one path in the past, and two path in the present, but the future hold millions of path cause of the endless possibilities.

If I'm ever asked ' What are you most afraid of? ' I would answer the future. There is nothing that scare me more than the future, you know what the future hold but when will it happen? It will come so suddenly that it take you aback, so soon that you have yet to composed yourself. You never know.

The endless possibilities scared me, just like now. If I could I would sacrifice myself instead of the one I love all the time without missing a beat, no that's not a selfless act. It's just cause I don't want to be the one who holds all the memories, I don't want to be left alone to move forward with a hole in my heart .

Laughing at myself a little mockingly, I sit on the couch , hugging my legs close to my chest with my chin resting on them.

The future seem particularly bleak today, smiling is so hard now. I'm so tired, I want to rest.

Her words ringing in my ear, that saturday evening I went to the hospital. Grandma was a little bit more frail than before, a beautiful lady whom I assumed is Leslie sits on the side.

She had a her hair in dread she remind me of someone I know, brown skin with but a gentle brown eyes whom that person don't have, that person eyes are like a fiery sea and whoever come near it will drown with no escape .

Grandma smile brightly in happiness, hugging me when I stand next to her bed. At that moment I can't help the tears that leak, but I quickly wipe it. I smile but my heavy heart make it difficult to breathe.

, " You know when she was young, she is always so stubborn and persistent. She made me paint her whole room just so she would stop climbing the roof to watch the moon. I don't know how she always manage to do so even after we put blocking. " Grandma recall while holding my hand, telling Leslie with a bright smile .

, " My little sunshine was always so stubborn and daring just like her grandpa yet so hesitant and timid at the same time. " I watched her side profile, she never let go of my hand once the whole time.

Grandma love to talk about me to others, she turn the simplest thing I did to the most glorious achievement with mere words.

Like the time when I draw her, it was simple scribble of a child but I have spent days on it trying to perfect it as much as I could . No matter how simple, imperfect and bad it was that was enough to draw out a bright smile on her face, grandma is an artist with a remarkable skill but she always say that the painting I've done for her never compare to her works, which is not true my painting is not worth a penny unlike hers that cost a few thousands .

She would boast about it to every guest that they had, just displaying how much she appreciate every little things that I've done. When she was about 5 age she is already skilled enough to make some jaw-dropping art, that never failed to left other speechless, unlike me who at that age was only able to draw the typical drawing of a 5 years old.

After that the doctor give her a medicine and she sleep to rest, I wait till she was felt asleep before slowly letting go of her hand, " Can we talk? " Leslie say stepping a foot out of the room, clearly showing that she want the conversation to be outside.

We sit just outside the door on the seat, " I'm glad that you come. She always appear so lonely by herself. " Leslie start.

The thought of my grandma sitting alone on the porch looking at the card on road that passed by come to my mind.

, " Don't be sad, she may be weak and ill now but she never smile this bright before. "

, " You truly are her little sunshine, " Leslie give me a small smile.

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