Because Of Her.

67 | Bright Colors.

part 2 of double update!!

L I A M

"I don't want to participate in school dance competition. It's so embarrassing Finn." I tell our house caretaker as I eat an apple which he cuts for me. He is arranging my closet although there isn't much to organize since I don't have much collection.

"Why it's embarrassing?" He asks as he folds my shirts.

"Because you've to do it with partners that to girl partners."

"Girls in your class not pretty or you don't talk to them?" He chuckles and raises his eyebrow at me.

"Pretty? What do you mean? And no I don't talk to anyone." I shake my head.

"Pretty as in someone you feel good looking at because she is—um—like a flower. You know how flowers are pretty.  You were praising them yesterday, the one that blossomed which gardener planted in our garden. That sort of pretty." He explains and I thought of it.

Our garden has lots of different flowers, all pretty one as Finn said. Whenever I look outside the window or walk there I feel so happy and at peace.

"Oh. I love those flowers. The roses that he planted, they grew so big and are so pretty to look at. All the colors but my favorite is red one." I tell him eagerly.

"Now you know what I meant by pretty?"

"Yes I do. But I don't see any girl looking pretty like Rose. So I'm thinking they're not pretty." I shrug and eat apples which I'm near to finish.

My glasses almost fall off from my face as I look down at the tray and push it back up on my nose. I finally got the glasses and now I can see clearly.

This feels so different compared to how things used to appeared hazy in front of my eyes. Now finally I can see with clarity. Glasses are cool.

"You don't say a person that he or she is not pretty. It can hurt them."

"But I didn't tell it to anyone. Only told you. I know that much because it can make them feel sad and later they would cry on their bed. I don't want anyone to cry because of me Finn. Have you ever cried because of me? If you did then I'm sorry. But I think those girls are not pretty for me because I haven't looked at them like I did to my flowers."

Finn doesn't respond only stares at me and I look at him too with a smile. I notice he is not smiling but has a dull look on his face. The look he usually got when Daddy is yelling at me or when Jennifer is taking me with her.

"Is —Jennifer coming to get me?" I shiver up and immediately jump from bed causing my glasses to fall. I don't pick them up instead run to lock the doors but since my height is not taller to the doorknob I can't close it.

Gasping in breath I helplessly look at Finn to close the door for me but he simply shakes his head and pulls me back.

"No one is coming Philip. Stop crying. You know no one is here in house right? You saw them leaving. Come on don't cry. You don't have to worry today. Sh!" He consoles me and I stick my thumb in my mouth. Trying to breathe through my nose.

"I don't want to worry for every day. Can't I have that?" I murmur once I feel okay in chest. He looks down at me and that expression is back on his face. Until he lifts me up and puts me on bed.

He picks the glasses that fall off and clean them with the corner of his shirt before putting it on me. I squint my eyes when he finally fixes on the bridge of my nose and ruffles my hairs.

"Now tell me why we aren't going to dancing competition. Because pretty girls will talk to you and you will see them once I dress you up like a handsome boy that you're." He says in a cheery voice causing me to feel warmth in my ears. He always praises me about my looks but no one does that in school.