Kande Beach

The story of us

Nishaan's POV:

"Mum, this is..." Before he could continue she cut him off.

"Nishaan Jefferson. I know you very well." She said in a hard tone. and I had chills running down my spine.

"Mom!" Mr. Jackson interrupted. He grabbed my arm and pulled me behind his back.

"It's my birthday, please I don't want anything else but just respect my decision."

She didn't say anything. I peeked through Mr. Jackson and she made contact with me. She extended her hand toward me.

"Grace, Grace Skywalker," she smiled. I came forward and shook hands.

"H..hi, Nice to meet you!" I stuttered.

I looked back and forth between her and Mr. Jackson, realizing what just happened. I couldn't believe this was happening to me.

"You look..." she paused as they checked me out from top to bottom and I felt so insecure because I was dressed like a zombie. This is bad. I thought to myself.

"... Mmmm different." she completed her sentence after a moment.

"Mum..."

"We can chat later but you both need to change your attire. I have called my stylist, she's on her way. Jack baby, there's a room upstairs, get fresh!" 

"Thank you so much and Mum, please No media in the room, and please prohibit picture taking inside."

"I've got you, Don't worry baby!" she caressed his cheek and then hugged him.

"I missed you so much!" they pulled apart. I saw Mrs. Skywalker wiping her tears.

Wait why's she crying?

Why are they talking like they are meeting for the first time? I wondered. Why are they looking so distant even though they are close?

"Nishaan?" I was pulled out of my thoughts and I turned Mr. Jackson. He grabbed my arm.

"Mom, see you in there," she nodded and left as I exhaled the breath I didn't know I was holding. He made our way upstairs.

"You didn't tell me," I stopped.

"We can't be together!" I jerked my arm off.

"Nishaan, Listen to me," He came closer but I took a step back. I forget that we were on the stairs. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact but it didn't happen because Jackson's hands wrapped around my waist and held me tight. Thank god I didn't fall because of Mr. Jackson otherwise I would not have recovered from that. 

"Why is this happening to us?" My vision started to get blurry. 

"Nishaan," it came out as a whisper from his mouth and he pulled me up and helped me stand on my feet. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders tightly.  I felt his wrapping his hands around my waist, pulling me impossibly close.

"Our families," I started and pulled apart. My blurry eyes met his worried ones and he knew exactly what I was going to say.

"... are enemies. I know." He replied.

All this time. I was hanging around with my dad's enemies.

"You knew? All this time?" I went away from him again.

"Look," he stated coming closer to me.

"I knew it but I never thought we'd become this close..." He extended his hand for me to take it and I didn't. I shook my head as I disagreed.

"This is bad," I mumbled.  We just started at each other. His eyes were terrified. Terrified of losing me?

"I swear I didn't know you until Eric looked you up on the internet. Please trust me." he held our hands together.