Lucky

Chapter 3

Hello again!
Here we are with the third part. From now on I think I will update this story every Wednesday, like the old great times with SÇK!
What do you think? Let me know!

Eda Yildiz loved birthdays.

She had always loved all that birthdays bring: being special for one day, surrounded by people you love, the excitement of new beginnings, the happiness that for one day helps to forget all the problems.

It was almost midnight in İstanbul and she was in her bed, surrounded by all the drawings for her special presentation, which was about to happen the following week.

She didn't realize that in a few minutes her birthday was about to begin, she was so focused on the color choice for the last details of her presentation.

Suddenly her phone started ringing and Engin's name appeared on the screen.

- Engin, are you ok? It's late, what are you doing up at this t...

- Happy birthday, little sister!

Engin had a sleepy voice but was always so joyous and happy and he started to sing her the little birthday song.

- Oh Engin, thank you. I... I was checking my presentation one last time, I didn't realize what time it is... I...

- Eda, it's your birthday. Put work aside and make your wish. It's a tradition, do you remember?

She smiled slightly and stood up, reaching the window. She looked up to the sky dotted with bright stars. She closed her eyes for one moment.

- Done.

She caressed her cheek, deleting the shadow of a small tear that crossed it.

She cleared her throat to hide how this moment affected her.

- So, Engin it's better that you sleep now. Your crazy night out ended pretty late, since you're awake at this time!

- Oh no Eda! I'm at home, I come back around 1 am, we went to the bar with the boys and... Hm... Yea, nothing special, a usual chill night.

But she knew what day it was. August 19th was special for him too.

- And he... Hm... Was he...

She started whispering, her lips were involuntarily trembling.

- Eda, are you here? I can't hear you.

- Yes, Engin sorry, I'm here. The line is bad, I'll call you tomorrow that is actually today, ama neyse... Ok?

- Ok, good night lil sister. I love you, and happy birthday again.

- Good night, Engin.

She put her phone on the bedside table, reaching again her window.

She looked up to the sky, full of stars. She felt a lump in her throat. Tears filled her eyes.

She was alone, but mostly she felt alone.

She needed to feel him close to her, just for one moment.
So her words went out in a single breath and she felt good, for a single moment, only by pronouncing them.

- Happy birthday to you too, Serkan Bolat.

She put her drawings on the desk and lay in bed. She took one last look at her phone, not knowing why, not expecting anything different than the first texts for her birthday that her friends were sending. But, maybe, she was deeply hoping to receive a call, a message, not just by anyone.