Iniquity [HS]

Chapter VI.

Everything seemed still. Every inch of her body was holding on to his touch. A touch that was fading away quicker than any untrue smile she had to put on her face since her mother has passed. She felt him. His thoughts and every word that was crossing his mind in that moment. He was looking deeply into her grieved soul. Celestria was frightened by his gaze, but however she could not resist to look into those two emeralds of his. Two breath taking green eyes. But It wasn't just his eyes. It was the way he somehow, managed to look at Celestria and show her love even if she could not accept any of it. She loved the way he made her think. Even if the only thing she knew about this warming feeling called love, was that it is strictly not possible to happen in her own little world. An absolute sin.

Harry's palm was covering half her cheek, as Joseph was talking nonsense to him. She knew Harry would consider thinking wrong about the relationship she had with her cousin, which is a surprisingly good one since her mother left. She wanted him to think better about Edward. Her feet moved closer to Harry's body, reaching for his touch while she leaned onto the back of his hand.

A beat.

And as she started to feel the air again, her visual field became clearer and different. Her lungs were functioning all over again.

Harry was almost forty five centimeters away from her now, and not only ten, like he used to be two seconds ago. His palm was every where but her cheek, and his hopeless gaze was fixed on Joseph, not on her. But not for so long. Harry managed to feel Celestria's breath again and turned his eyes back on her. "Joseph." She said, looking deeply into the ground, trying so hard to keep her eyes away from Harry. "We should go now. Lest grandmother worry for us. It's been two hours." Celestria spoke again, her voice full of faded agony.

For the first time sincer her mother has passed, and her path was crossing with his every day since, Celestria turned her back to Harry's body and walked towards the wooden doors not looking behind for Joseph. The candles she was holding the moment she entered were now melting slowly into her palms. Her dark red hair was sweating on the edges along with her forehead. And her heart. Oh her heart. All of the moments she kept thinking about what love should mean to people were running around her little brain. In all of those moments she was with him. She kept thinking about how he was thinking about this unexplainable to her  feeling.

Her thoughts were about to fight again, she was about to lose the track of time, maybe the track of life and end up sleeping in his sheets again. "Leaving without me?" Joseph touched the doorknob and opened the door for both of them. He smiled warmly and greeted her outside, as if he could feel her. "God forbid Joe." Celestria looked up at him and his almost clear blonde hair. As they both placed their legs on the outside of the church, Joseph closed the enormous doors behind them, a heavy breeze following the motion.

A few steps were made by them both until they left the church garden. Joseph looked down at his cousin and spoke. "We don't have a grandmother. The most recent one we had, died when we were seven. Remember?" He laughed, reaching out for his pocket. "Of course i remember, but you asking Harry for help as if i don't live here was kind of sad and embarrassing for me." She whispered the last half of her sentence, and then laughed it out, looking up at him. Joseph seemed amusingly annoyed by his cousin's words and punched her shoulder firmly. "Do you know that guy?" He asked. Celestria just looked blankly at him for a few seconds, waiting for her cousin to maybe forget that he just asked the world's most hated question. Hated in her world, at least.

"Where do you want to go?" She responded after a long second of deep eye contact. "You said," Celestria breathed out and reached for his pocket too. "You want to tell me something very important." She laughed. "Not that important though, but very true and soon to happen." Said Joseph, smiling at her. "I almost didn't convinced you to wait until after this mass. We both know that Saturday mornings are always reserved for praying," Celestria almost finished her sentence. But he cut her short. "Even if we don't love our priest fathers, yes." Joseph touched her shoulder as they walked.