~Iria~
20/5/13
I closed my eyes for some seconds, mother wouldn't like me to fall asleep now so I opened them immediately, but I wanted to feel... I loved to feel the sun on my skin just like I loved to look up the sky, I leaned my head back too.
I was allowed to take naps but not out of my schedule, mother didn't stand the girls who skipped the rules and schedules were an important one for her. On Mondays there weren't naps but we went out to the garden, it was my favorite part of the safe place, the only spot where I could look up at the sky, however this one had a glass.
I wondered if every sky was seen through a glass.
Mother's voice calling my name made me focus, leaving the blue sky aside, though the sun kept caressing me quietly.
"Continue with your homework." Her voice always sounded calm but solid, looking into her eyes all I could do is obey.
I worked on my homework for some minutes without being able to take this one question out of my mind.
"What's outside, mother?" I didn't think at all, I just looked up to her with wide eyes filled with curiosity and hope.
Was it hope? I'm not good at feelings, mines are the worst.
Mother straightened her back a little more, we were sat on the grass of the garden over a towel, as always. As always she already had a rigid posture but she gulped before answering.
"Outside where?"
My eyes slightly furrowed.
"Outside from here, because there's outside right? There must be skies without glasses... In the books it talks about them, there are even some picture."
Mother watched how my expression turned concerned while I tried to explain what I thought there was outside. She just smiled at me, the muscles in her face were too tense.
"Can you position us in the map, Iria?" She handed me a map.
There were still some minutes left for geography.
I grabbed the map, opening it and attempting to do as mother asked me. I knew we were in Canada but... I remember having heard Montreal in several occasions,
"Near here, perhaps?" I looked up to my mother with pleading eyes.
I didn't figure out until years later that I plead for her approval so far.
"Exactly, near Montreal. Do you know what can you find in Montreal? People who will think your eyes makes you ugly, the people in here are already used to your ugly eyes. You must cover yourself to face anyone else."
I nodded. Being this young, mother had already taught me how to put on some contacts. My look went down without me intending it, mother lifted my chin.
"The world is full of horrible people, Iria. You must listen to me and do as I say."
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6/4/24
I have never liked the way memories burst into your mind clouding your sense. Sure it might be because most of my memories are made up by bad times, sad times not worth to remember. Those memories are the ones that make my gaze get lost in the nowhere, the ones that give goosebumps to my skin without me noticing it and make the noises surrounding me fade.
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Diamond: The Promise
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