Chapter 57

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Yes yes I know.. And I'm sorry but my parents had taken me (literally dragged me) into this short trip for a day where the connection was horrible.  So obviously I couldn't update.  It wasn't very enjoyable because my mother had planned for me to stay the night today as well and I hate not knowing what's in store for me.  Tired of surprises if you must know....
Anywho dedicated the chapter to Anahsascute94and WonderWomanForEverfor their enormous support.

Enjoy!
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" If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything "- Mark Twain
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Shelly's Pov

The bed was soft and velvety. My hands brushed against the soft cloth and I kept drawing circles on the white material. It was going to rain outside again.

My parents had gone to Stephen's room for a chatting session. I was in our rook sulking and seemingly oblivious to my surroundings. It had only been an hour since our arrival and I was exhausted.  My energy level was low and even the tastiest salad -chocolate - couldn't possibly cure me. Or maybe it could but no one's going to bring chocolate for me. 
I heard the door open ever so slightly but didn't turn to see who it was, " Shells come and join us won't you?"

" Naaah" Gunther looked at me as if he understood everything I was going through.  The sympathetic look in his eyes he came over to my bed and sat beside me,  " Hey..little one.. What's up?" he said it in a soft caress as he tentatively put one hand on my head assuring me comfort. I didn't know what to say,  I sat upright on my bed looking at him as if we could speak eye language. 

Maybe he did, because he understood that I was in desperate need of a hug so he pulled me into one and I for some moments was dragged away from the realms of feelings too much for me to handle or know anything about.  I finally poured my heart out and lightened myself on his shoulder,  finally a brother I could rely on.

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His thin body lay on the bed as his mouth formed into a pout.  Stephen was sleeping peacefully in layers of blanket and his silky hair were all over his head. Some like porcupines,  some as flat as the earth was believed to be in earlier centuries. His breath was a heave and a sigh mixed into one. His eye's were half open and his long fingers were holding on to the blanket as if for dear life. 

Gunther had gone into the washroom and I had been asked by my parents to stay in this room for some time till they had gotten ready.
After pouring myself on Gunther's shoulders yesterday I felt a lot lighter.  He hadn't asked any questions knowing full well I wasn't ready to answer any. 

I went into the balcony overlooking the dead grass and fallen flowers. The rain that I had mentioned yesterday had started at night and was yet to end. The continuous downpour had brought some relief into my mood as I felt ventilated.  The leaves seemed to enjoy every bit of it and the dead grass I could almost feel come alive. Turn green.  My mood would eventually turn green as well wouldn't it?

My life would be greener? More simpler?  Life has complications and sometimes we humans forget that as one problem ends, it is the signal of another to begin. 
Wishing for a simpler life was useless,  I would soon start wishing for a complicated one there-after.  Humans never seem to be satisfied,  so I better be happy as I am shouldn't I? Make the most of it.  Love till it hurts to no end and then... That's the BIG question.  What's then? What do I do after that?! I have a Greek God waiting for me to turn into an adult... And another man who

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