Dear Journal,
What's more precious than spending some good amount of time with your family? Stephan was back. What could I have asked more? There are only these ties that make me stronger and give me a reason to live.Mom's absence was the source of these rifts but as it's said that time is the best healer, I truly believed that it really was. Hope was there that situations would change and they did but it was of my job and duty to give it the right direction.Now,atleast I'm relieved that dad still has Stephan if not me in his old days.
As I wrote it, a tear escaped my eyes and fell onto the page. I dropped my pen and closed my diary instantly.I was weakening with the emotions.I threw my head on my pillow while I was still sitting in my bed.I observed my room carefully. The photographs of my family, my childhood memories and the new souvenirs that I'm creating now for my afterlife just made my eyes more teary. I wished I didn't have to lose these.
I heard a knock on my slightly open door.I wiped my tears with my fingers and palm and cleared my throat.I hid the journal under the pillow.
"Yes," I simply said, not knowing who it was on the other side of the door.
"Hey Amy, may I come in? " Stephan's voice surprised me.
" Do I need to send you an invitation for this too? " I threw the question sarcastically.
He slipped inside and walked to me while closing the door the way it was.I swore he had heard me crying. He had such an intense caring look on his face and it was so unsual for the Stephan I've known.He didn't change but he looked more fresh.His silvery blue eyes were shining like gem stones under the dim light of my room.He sat on the bed too beside my legs which were under the bed sheet and he seemed to be examining me cautiously. I looked at him quizzically as I was trying to understand his unspoken message that he was sending through his silvery cobalt eyes.
"What?" I asked for a start.I tried to drift my eyes off his as his ardent look seemed to be digging into me for some answers that I certainly wasn't aware of.
"Your eyes?" he said as if he was in a deep thought, "Have you been crying?" he finally came to the point.
It was just impossible the way he could read my actual mental state effortlessly.Then,I thought that my eyes must have reddened a bit since I've been crying.It's so easy to understand me sometimes that I just the way I could be an attention seeker easily.My tears just couldn't escape from his attention.
"No, "I refused and I knew it was a white lie," What made you say that? "
" You know you are a very bad liar so why do you even try to be one?"
"I was just... missing our good old times, " I paused before resuming.
" Wasn't that you this morning who said that it was of no use to rethink about the past and spoil the present and the future?" he reminded me my own words.
"I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it, " my broken voice trailed off.I was on the point of crying bitterly and the watery salty liquid was pricking my eyes.
" Hey it's you that wanted us back together. You can't fall into tears like this, " he approached me and wiped away my tear with his thumb.My heart was paining with the deluge of emotions inside."Come here," he pulled me into a hug.It was the best consoling hug that an elder brother could offer his little sister.I crashed on his hard chest and the outflow of tears was endless.I gripped the seam of his jacket and held on tight.His arms lead its way to my back and moved up and down to comfort me.He patted the back of my head gently to stop my cry.
"Just promise me you won't leave us again, " I hardly pronounced my words against his leather jacket.
"You have my promise, Amy," his most awaited promise pacified my increasing worry.
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Bonded To The Enticer
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