The Lover Of My Soul

Dream on

"HEY! GET OVER HERE!" she said with an overjoyed voice, running towards the massive pond ahead of us. She ran with so much speed, I could barely catch up with how fast she was going. "SLOW DOWN, WILL YOU!" I yelled out to her who was now so far away from me and probably hadn't heard me. I was stopped in my tracks by the creaking sound of tree branches surrounding me, but no sign of the person that brought me here in the first place. "hello--is anyone--there?" I let out with a low voice. No response. And just then footsteps were approaching me from the very direction I wasn't facing. "Hello?" I said again. Before I realised what was going on, I was hugged from behind. "should've seen your face earlier, you looked so scared" she laughed. "I wasn't scared" he instantly replied. "There's no need in hiding it, babe" she continued. "Babe, huh?" he smirked, twirling me around, gently pushing the strand of my hair behind my ear. "Was that supposed to be romantic?" I asked unimpressed whilst shifting from one foot to another. He inched forward barely leaving any space for us to breathe. He looked at me with a wide grin on his face. "Do you want it to be?" he continued with a slight amusement in his voice which only irritated me even more. His words ran down my spine like the touch of a cold hand as he watches me scoff at his ridiculous remark, yet no words left my mouth. "You're not saying no?" I teased at her. "GOSH ISAAC NO" she yelled as she buried her face in her hands out of embarrassment. I grabbed her hands, pulling them off her face. "What would you do if I kissed you right now?" I smirked. Zemira's eyes widened as she leans backwards and covers her mouth indicating that she wouldn't let me kiss her. "Isaac, wake up" Zemira replied. Isaac furrowed his brows in confusion "I'm awake-"

Isaac woke up to a heavy thumping on his window. He had assumed that it was his nosey neighbour again. Somehow his neighbour is convinced that he tried to petnap her dog, little does she know that her dog likes Isaac more than her. The thumping grows louder and louder the closer Isaac gets to the window. He looks down from his window, to see someone he didn't expect to see, EVER. Immediately Isaac, reaches for a t-shirt that's nearest to him whilst he makes his way downstairs to the front door and unlocks it. At first there was a great silence that filled the space between them. A silence that spoke volumes to Isaac. "What are you doing here?" Isaac spoke hastily. "Are you here to remind me of how big of a nuisance I am?" he continued. "Well now, that's no way to speak to your mother" she replied keeping a stiff expression on her face. "But no, I am not here for that" she added. Isaac glares at her. "Maybe, we should talk inside" she continues still not letting a slight smile come on her face. "I have nothing to say to you" Isaac replied with a harsh tone. The woman that appeared to be his mother, firmly folds her arms as she drew her lower lip between her teeth. She lets out a deep sigh as she took in the hostility Isaac served her. It was clear that Isaac wasn't willing to talk to her, due to previous attempts, and he wasn't going to be ready anytime soon. The woman stretches out as she places both hands on Isaac's arms, with her eyes bored into him. "I understand if you don't want to talk to me, Isaac. But just know that I never wanted to send you away". And with that, she left. Isaac locks the front door and returns to his room, where he plunked down on his bed.

*buzz buzz* His phone went off. Isaac leans to the side of his bed to grab his phone that's placed on the table beside him. 5 missed calls from Jackson. Isaac had been so caught off guard by his mother's visit, that he completely forgot the plans he had made to hang out with Jackson at Jackson's parents beach house for the weekend.

She got on her knees and started to pray, just like her heart had longed for. "Heavenly Father, It's me again. I wanted to thank you for all that you have done for me, Lord. You got me out of the hospital and for that I'm ever grateful. Thank you, for giving me a friend like Margot, she's been super supportive since I've gotten out of the hospital, and it seems that she too has grown closer to you, and I pray that she remains close to you. Lastly, I want to pray for a new friend of mine. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about, we haven't seen each other for almost a week now. And I really miss him. So, I pray that you forgive me for how I treated him at the hospital, I must speak to him and apologise. I pray that he forgives me, in Jesus' name, Amen.

She undid her ponytail and shook out her braids. She takes a deep breath, deciding what she wants to do next. Zemira reaches for her diary on the table next to her. She casually picks up her pen and starts to write. Dear Diary, just because one doesn't see something doesn't mean it isn't there. Some of the most wonderful things beyond our imagination are invisible. Trust in the things that are unseen, for not everything one sees is the truth.

———————————————————————————WRITER'S NOTE: hi everyone☺️honestly it has been so much fun writing 'The Lover Of My Soul' and I've been thanking God for the amazing opportunity He gave to me, allowing me to share my passion with all of you. I'm gonna end the story here, school IS a huge factor as to why I cut the story short. But I'm just really glad that I got a chance to put my work out here. Thank you all for your love & support towards my story. THERE WILL BE MORE PROJECTS NEXT YEAR!! SO DONT WORRY. Follow my insta: bisouhny for updates & more ♡ ♡ ♡ God loves you, remember that always!! bye ✌🏾