I said no in a matter of seconds. Second time in my life I felt nervous.
The first time, I was going to my new high school where I joined in mid-term.
I had no friends and the bullies of the class were bullying me. One of them thought me a hot and beautiful girl and was forcing me.
I slapped him in front of the class and this thing was hurting his ego.
Whenever I was coming to class it automatically became rubbing salt on his wound. He fixed his mind and decided to do my notoriety.
The three days were normal. Normal in my dictionary is all the abnormal things happening in my life but not beyond the extent.
The next day, I went to the notice board. But instead of notice, there was a picture of me wearing a half dress and hugging that bully kid.
I was not able to get in my senses. I was not enough brave to face anyone. I ran, I literally ran from the situation.
I was shivering and my body was so cold. My father, I didn't meet any brave man like him.
He took care of me all day and all night. He didn't even close his eyes for a second. He realized what mistake I was going to make.
He gave me the strength to not turn from problems. He taught me to solve the problems by myself because if life is mine then the problem is also mine and Only I can solve them because it affects my life.
The next day, I went to the school. I felt nervous but I couldn't step back. I went forward and crossed the door lining and it felt like crossing the limits of being shy. I made my decision to be brave and it was the last minute of being a coward Blair.
I proved wrong all my classmates and turned the allegations on him. I made him think if he was so bad or not. That time, I made so many friends with my bravery and he got rusticated from there as a charge of bullying, defaming and molesting a girl student.
It was the first war and I successfully passed.
He saw me lost in his thoughts and snapped his fingers.
I came in the present and asked him for a night walk in the garden. He hesitated but agreed.
A light gentle breeze while going through the grass sparkled with dew was one of the perfect scenarios I wished to be in when I was a teen. He started apologising to me for what happened today.
I was the one who had to apologise for creating an issue of such a small thing. So I did. But he didn't accept it.
He said - "You were right. Giving a reply to the person behaving silly with you and humiliating you in the crowded place is very brave of you."
"Thanks, I liked your truthfulness, If I haven't spoken then it will be you who will give her a good answer," I said shyly.
Even I don't know why I was shying whenever he praised me. It was kinda weird feeling and I accepted it. I don't like complicating my own life and I also didn't want to fight with my mind.
A hush descended over us. Neither does he want to break nor I. A light breeze was touching my body and I was shivering as a response to the stimuli.
I was leaving but something stopped me. He held my hand as he wanted to make me stay there with him. I was surprised plus confused but deep down I felt nice.
He said - "Can you be here for some more time if you don't mind." I stepped towards him and he loosened his grip. I pulled out my hand awkwardly. We again started walking through the garden.
This time, he spoke. "Can I name you?"
I felt like someone froze my mouth. I was startled. I can't utter a word. I took damn 1 minute to answer him. And my answer was yes.
He thought for 5 minutes and said - "Clarisse?" I murmured to myself - Clarisse? It was not an English name.
He explained to me that it is a French Name. Not knowing what it meant I still politely accepted it because he gave me the name in the hope of acceptance by me.
When I accepted, a cute smile played on his lips. The mild coldness of the weather made me shiver. I asked him whether he was coming in or not and he said no. I left him there and went to sleep.
Around 5 am, my glass jar was running out of water so I went downstairs to the kitchen.
I heard voices coming from the drawing room. I was very careful. If a thief would try to escape from here then he has to face me. After all, I'm well trained.
I hid and tried to see who was there but no one was there. I looked out through the glass door, I spotted a shadow in the bushes.
I carefully went towards the bushes and I was standing right in front of him but there were short shrubs between us of my height. I was trying to see his face but I managed to see his forehead. There was darkness due to the lights being at a distance from the place.
I was on my heels trying to see the face of the thief. My leg was tangled in the vine on the ground. I was trying to untangle it but it was getting more and more complicated.
I'm so clumsy so I get imbalanced very easily. And I was falling straight into the bushes. I closed my eyes. I was falling on my face.
A pair of hands hold me on my tummy to save me from the fall. I slowly opened my eyes and saw myself hanging in the air distant from the ground. I was cautious so I quickly stood up on myself. And a light sunlight beam came on the hazel brown eyes. I realized in a matter of seconds.
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Through the Curtain
Roman d'amourUNDER EDITING Blair Corrigan, A young ambitious girl from the 1920s, her beauty is her weapon rather than weakness, a powerful young lady started her journey in the mafia world alone, she had a brave heart and a strong desire to conquer the mafia w...