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CALEB

I found Kiera's earring. It was below my bedsheet. There was ring at the door. It wasn't going to be Kiera anymore. Edgar was standing there with a sullen face.

Caleb: What is it at this hour?

Edgar: Your mom..

Space holds your memories. Boston to me is the space of nightmares. Every night their fights. And then after divorce the fake friendship. I couldn't stand it. It was a weird space. Though I could go anywhere. It was a place I never wanted to stay in. I went to the hospital. Dad was there standing at mom's ward.

Caleb: You said she was dying.

Dad: I really though she was going to.

Caleb: With just a little pain in her hip.

Dad: Hey, the hips are so important for a person. If the foundation of anything crumbles..

I looked at him like I didn't care. He was speaking nonsense at this point. He just wanted to lure me in Boston. I fell right into this trap.

Dad: Your mom missed you.

Caleb: When I missed her, she wasn't there for me. For years.

Dad: Caleb..

Caleb: I'm leaving. I'm tired.

Dad: Wait I'll drive you home.

Caleb: Stop acting so affectionate. I can adjust to time difference but I can't adjust to this character difference.

I returned back home. Home. This place was more like hell. The rooms were still the same. My room was very well maintained. Shocking though. When I lived here no one gave a shit. Three photo-frames were there. One had Kiera,Ava, Maeve, Theo, Ryan and me. It was a picnic we went to. Everyone looked so happy. I wonder how they are doing now. Other two had six of us in the school grounds and in front of the school gate. These frames keep the memories alive. Edgar was calling me.

Caleb: Really a backstabber you are.

Edgar: So you met your parents.

Caleb: I think you're wishing that I get along with my mom and dad.

Edgar: I just wish for you to be happy.

Caleb: Then you shouldn't have pushed me here.

Edgar: Boston is nice. It's pretty.

Caleb: I hate Boston. It's boring.

Edgar: It's not boring. You are a lone-head. An emotion is like a living thing. If you pretend you don't know it and cover it, it grows as it pleases. The feeling of hate usually consumes your mind and grows bigger. Whether accumulating new memories or venting something which is sticking in your mind it never leaves you alone.

Caleb: What the fuck did you drink?

Edgar: Bye. I have to go.

KIERA

I got an order to inscribe on two wallets, "You will meet a person you are destined to meet." A girl wanted to gift her boyfriend, I guess. It was sweet. I completed the calligraphy. By the end, I was very hungry. I had no food at home, so I needed to go to the grocery store. Need some pastas, cheese, potatoes, That will do it. I paid and when I was about to leave, death struck me.

Caleb: Kiera!! Hi.

Kiera: I left the TV on at home. The electricity bill is high. Tax is no joke. I'm leaving.

I hurried out but I couldn't run. The weight in my hands pulled me back.

Caleb: Kiera! wait.. I just said hey. Why are you leaving?

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