We are now back in the tree-house. We have not been talking since she ran away from me. I don't know how to talk to her back. I do not know if she's mad at me because of what I said to her or she feels now hopeless. I never intended to hurt her feelings nor unmotivate her. I was just trying to help her by watching for herself. I am just worried about her. I can't comprehend what I am feeling right now because I am hurt when she gets hurt. I don't want her to risk her life because I am afraid of what might happen to her and I can't help it. I can't breathe if something bad happens to her. Because I think... I think... I'm... Oh, okay, before what might come out of my mind I shake off my head. I don't want to think anything else right now. I don't want to go crazy. I might be crazy right now. I am like riding a roller coaster with my mixed emotions. I am maybe... crazy right now. Ugh!
She is leaning on the wooden window sill of the tree-house. The tree-house is obviously archaic. There are some already cracked up woods and so many holes. I don't know who used to live in here. Maybe some lost fairies. I have never seen any humans other than us. It seems like this place is occupied by strange creatures but not humans. Maybe this place is made for odd creatures to keep them safe from the bad ones.
She's looking at the sky and seems thinking deeply. I can't comprehend what's going on her mind specifically. Or what her next plans might be. But I'm sure she's still thinking about her people and her kingdom. I am trying now to push myself to talk to her and ask her is she's fine.
"Ahmm..." I squeeze my hands into fists to not feel timid and take away the confusion. "The sky is beautiful, innit?" I gulp as if realizing myself how stupid I am. I don't know why that one came out of my mouth. That is not what was in my mind. I waited for her response but she never moves or turns to look at me. But I am sure she heard me. I clear off my throat and start talking to her. I really pull my guts.
"Look, I did not mean to hurt you that way. I am so worried about you. I don't want you to risk your life. I am just scared of what might happen to you if you continued following those giants." I sigh. She blinks and turns to me now. Her face is still not carrying any emotions. "Ahmm... I hope you understand me..." I bite off my lower lip.
"You're right, George." She smiles. I'm quite surprised because after all I think she was not mad at me. "I understand you. Thanks."
"Ahm... that... ahm... you don't have to thank me. I was just..." I am stuttering and I don't know what I'll say next.
"I did not expect that you're worried about me. You do really care about me, George?" She looks at me in the eyes. Her smile unfolds on her face again as if she's hoping for something beautiful. I look at her and I can't thoroughly look at her royal eyes. Those are owned by a princess. A real princess. Here I am now, I feel the fast beat of my heart again. I can't control myself but just listening to my heartbeat. I have never felt this before. I adored beautiful girls in my school but not in this way. This feeling right now that I have is something different and... you only feel this way if you are... if you are... in love. No, no, I am not. I am sure of that. I have never felt this before so how can I be so sure that this is the feeling if a human is in love? Is this how I am supposed to feel if I am in love? Or is it just me? I am confused right now dude. I don't know how to fight this feeling, how to stop this. To escape from this thought, I shake off myself to go back to my consciousness.
"Well, of course..." I divert my eyes from hers to the beautiful blue sky. "We're friends and... friends care for each other. And if I were in your position, you would do the same thing for me, wouldn't you?" I turn back to look at her but her eyes still never left from me. Her eyes are still on me. I am now wondering if she does feel the same way as I de feel for her. Oh! That's impossible George. She's a princess and you are just... you are just... an ordinary. You are just from some corners in the earth. She widens her smile and her face becomes seraphic and angelic to me. As she stares at me for a long time, the sun's gleam sweeps towards her and now she seem like radiating the gleam towards any directions. She looks like a beautiful fairy to me. Her hair glows, her eyes sparkle, and her lips... her lips... I want to touch it with my thumb and kiss it. George! Enough!
"Yeah, of course, George. I would do the same thing." She sighs and the sun sweeps from her to other direction and fades. "And the sky is beautiful, George." Her eyes turn back towards the sky.
"Do you know what that means?"
"The what?" I asked, confused.
"That the there is nothing more beautiful than this bright blue sky."
"Ahmm... I don't understand." I don't know what she meant by that. All I can see is just the bright sky, but it's beautiful.
"Some people are met by fate to witness the beautiful sky. And they have to say it to each other to secretly express themselves." She looks back at me and her smile still never faded from her face.
"And someday, you will understand and know if you finally touch the blue sky while listening to the screaming whisper of your heartbeat," she says.
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To Touch The Blue Sky [COMPLETED]
Fantasy[COMPLETED] George Maclean is a 21-year-old guy who once vividly lives in his dream. His parents died in a car crash when he was a baby. He is an introverted person who likes to write poems. One day he dreams and meets Ellisse Franklin, the princess...