The Key to Everything

Chapter 21

Heyy its been a long time but I'm sorry I was on a break

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Hidden message

"Yeah, yes. Hi Eros." I said taking a deep breath in. It's ok, Rue. You left Amelia back in the past like everything else.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah I zoned out, I'm fine." I lied, I wasn't fine and he knew that, I knew that, my mother knew that. My eyes become glossy with tears.

"Are you sure you are okay?" He asked worriedly.

"N- no, I'm not ok." I sobbed, my warm tears finally releasing.

He came closer and wrapped his arms around me, his embrace keeping me safe. "What happened?" He asked.

"Nothing, I was thinking about my life before all this." I said, looking at him.

"Wanna tell me how it was?" He gently whispered.

I nodded. "Okay, hold on. Let's go inside, it's cold out here."

We got up and I sat on my favourite spot, near the fireplace. Eros walked into the kitchen and asked, "Fancy some hot chocolate?"

"Yes please." I responded.

He came back with a tray which contained two drinks and a few snacks. "I got whatever I could find." he shrugged.

"Thank you." I said taking one of the hot chocolates. Eros kept the tray on a side table near us.

"So what happened?" He finally asked.

I never thought I would ever tell anybody about what happened in my childhood, but here I was telling Eros. A guy I once used to hate, with hot chocolate in my hands which was made by him. I took a sip, the warm chocolaty taste melting inside my mouth. Saying that it was amazing was an under sentence. "How is it?" he asked, smirking.

"It's fine." I said."

"Your face says otherwise." He said.

"I said it's fine." I replied.

"Anyway, are you sure you want to listen to the whole story? It's kind of depressing." I asked, getting back to the original conversation.

"I want to listen to it if you want to tell me. Otherwise we could just talk about random stuff, if you want." He shrugged.

I sighed, "Alright. My parents were drug addicts." The sentence dropped like a bomb. I looked at Eros, he had no expression. Either he didn't care or he was really good at hiding his emotions.

"They were also very abusive, mentally, emotionally and physically. When I was thirteen Darvin, my father died. And the situation only became worse after that. Amelia, my mother either treated me as her punching bag or as a slave." I could feel my eyes watering, talking about my parents was like a soldier talking about his wars and all the people he lost while trying to save his country. I looked up from my hot chocolate and saw Eros, his jaw clenched together and knuckles white from holding the cup too tight.

I took another the sip of the hot chocolate and continued, "When I was eight, my mom was high from either alcohol or drugs I don't know, but she called me up on the rooftop of our apartment one day saying that she had a gift for me, well it wasn't the kind of gift I was expecting; it wasn't a doll or some toy. She had called me up to push me off the roof, but fortunately someone entered the rooftop and saved me. I have been terrified of heights ever since." I explained.

Eros just looked at me with a blank expression on his face.

"When I turned sixteen, it became a little easier for me. My mom developed cold mother syndrome. Basically she ignored me most of the time, but I had stopped caring a long time ago. I had my future planned, and when I turned 18 I took all the money I saved from a job I had and left. I moved and joined this school and now I'm here." I shrugged like I hadn't just told a very disturbing story.

"Why were you crying earlier?" Eros asked, his voice didn't indicate what he was feeling just like his face.

"I was remembering a time right after my father's death, when I was thirteen. My mother had asked me to do the dishes and take out the trash, and I yelled 'alright' from my room so she uh, burned me. Because I yelled." My voice cracked at the last part.

"Where?" He demanded. He seemed mad but not at me. Just mad. I rolled up my sleeve up till my shoulders, faint burned spots on my arm looked like birthmarks. Except they weren't, they and all the faint marks on my body were a constant reminder that I never had a childhood. That I didn't even have a moment of happiness in my childhood around my parents.

Eros got up and came near me, he kneeled down next to my arm and grazed the burned spots on my arm, it was so gentle almost like if he touched me too hard I'll burn down to ashes. Eros cupped my face and forced me to look at him, "Rue, I want you to listen to me very carefully."

I nodded.

"It doesn't matter how your childhood went, it's all over now. Okay? All the terrifying moments that were in your childhood are gone. Everything, all of it has passed away. Nobody will ever hurt you as long as I'm alive. Okay? I want- no I need you to understand that." He whispered.

I could feel my eyes watering, a wet warm tear escaping my eyes fell down my cheek, Eros quickly wiped it away with his thumb. I looked into Eros's eyes and saw a hidden message, he didn't need to say it out loud because he knew his beautiful green eyes said it for him. "I love you." They said, "I love you too." Said mine.

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