Badminton Lovers

IX | Something is Here

[Janet is very moody in this chapter, so it's completely okay if you feel annoyed by her ;) ]

It somewhat looked like he wanted to ask me more questions. His eyes contained so many emotions that I could not interpret. And I didn't want to. I could never give answers to somebody without knowing the answer myself. And for that, I must investigate and learn about this place more.

That was not a normal court and Arthur was not a normal person.

Something was wrong. Or there was something I did not know. There's a huge gap in my knowledge in the past 17 years. Which might be known to all, except me. And I was gonna find out that.

"Hey!"

I heard a familiar voice and felt someone hugging me.

"Good evening, Anissa!" I smiled and turned back slowly removing her arms off my shoulder. Let's just say, I was not at all comfortable with those things... her eyes widened a bit then she grinned.

"I get it. Are you not comfortable with hugs?"

"I'm good with Mom and Dad." I replied.

"That's good to know," Anissa said. "Family lovers are very less here, I bet you have seen."

Is she talking about Arthur?

"I don't understand..." I said, still not being sure.

"Oh, you will... someday. Wanna grab coffee?" She smiled taking my hand in hers.

"I have practice, I'm sorry..." I gave her an apologetic smile and slowly removed my hands from her.

"Oh! Right, I totally forgot." Anissa said, this time a little upset.

"I'm sorry, Anissa. Probably next time."

I walked away from that place. I didn't know why I was feeling suffocated there, and why didn't I like her proximity. She was sweet and all, but my mind was not okay with these kinds of situation, and I really wanted to be alone. The confession made by Arthur was killing me with curiosity. Only that time, he was drunk... he'd never tell me anything being sober.

I entered the washroom to wash my face, and to clear all the thoughts that were building their houses on my mind. That's when I saw Wren coming out of the bathroom. She gave me a look that contained fury, sadness, jealousy, care... and maybe many more which I couldn't understand. but that look was ephemeral. She turned away to leave when I pulled her by her arm.

"Wren, I have something to ask." I coldly said.

"Ouch! Let go of my hand!" Wren shouted.

Primarily, I thought she hated me that's why, but looking down at her hand I saw what made her scream. The wound was still fresh which was made by Anissa's nails and brutal handlings. I didn't know why I felt sad for her, as if she was seeking shelter and I was the only one who could give her that.