More Than Just Sisters ✔︎ [GL]

20 || NEAR BUT STILL SO FAR

SIERA'S POV:

I looked up at her again and the wet emotions were covering my soul. As much as I was thrilled to see her tonight, I was more upset that she was so close to me but still not so close enough that I could touch her if she was real; feel her that she existed.

I wiped off the hot streams of tears from my cheeks and pulled off the illusionary curtain of sadness. I stood up from my chair and decided to approach her. Yes, I wanted to do that. I didn't care if she would recognize me or not. I wanted all the answers that why she left me, why she left us..why she didn't bother to see me again.

I was walking towards her like I wasn't in my control. I was walking as though I was being walked and she was the one who led me the way to her.

Finally I was only a feet away from her. I saw she was talking to an woman around her age. The man wasn't there anymore. Without hesitating I called out,

"Mom?"

The woman aka my mom flinched and looked at me with shock. I went near her and held her both palms..

"Mom it's me! It's me, Siera! Do you recognize me!" I cried out.

For a split of second, I felt it was more than unexpected for her. But, for me, no sooner had I touched her hands than I felt goosebumps ran across my spine.

"W-who are y-you?" She asked while getting out of the shock.

"It's me, Siera Williams!" I said again hoping she would recognize me and hug me. But to my surprise, she jerked my hands off and said in disbelief,

"You can't be!"

"Yes, mom I am! Believe me!" I said desperately.

I felt, she stared deep into my eyes with the same pain I was looking into hers.

She came closer to me and said in whisper, "You really are?"

I nodded my head vigorously. She hugged me quickly not caring about the place as I did the sane to her.

But even before I could make the most of it, feeling her sweet scent, her touch, her each emotions revolving around her right then; she departed herself from me and looked into my eyes with horror.

"Y-you shouldn't stay here any longer! Absolutely not with me! Go away quickly!"

"But mom, tell me why didn't you come back anymore? Did you stop loving me anymore?"

I said and looked through her eyes, trying to infiltrate her thoughts with my soul-piercing gaze. She lowered her gaze and looked away. The feeling of discomfort and embarrassment started to visualize in her facial expressions.

She hesitated, and the more she was hesitating; the more I was dying inside to know all of my questions answers that has been killing me inside all these years.

Finally she looked up and her eyes were getting translucent due to wet tears. My heart clenched as I breathed slowly.

She sniffed and held my hand and said, "Come, come with me...let's talk in a corner.."

And she took me to a side, less crowder.

She took a deep breath before starting and said, "Look Siera..."

She paused and wiped the tears off of her eyes. I could feel something was definitely wrong with her, something that she has been regretting and still does.

She held my hands tightly and said, "Siera...I was so greedy, so greedy that I have never seen how your father used to love me with his all."

I was confused what she was saying. I frowned and said, "More precisely?"