Greta

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After the poetry club we go to the beach."Look at the moon."I say to Ares,we're sitting on the sand and I put my head in his shoulder.

"What's wrong with the moon?"he asks
looking at me."It's nothing wrong with her,it's just beautiful."I say smiling and move my head from his shoulder.

His lips brush my neck and I can feel his smile."Yeah it is."he says after a while.

I smile at that."Are you even looking at it?"

"Of course I am."

I glance over to see him and he isn't looking at the moon.He is looking at me.

I blush at the thought.For how long has he been looking at me like that?Like I'm the only one in his eyes.Like I'm the hope and without me he would drown. Like I'm the love of his life

"Why the hell are you looking at me like a creep?"I ask him and the small smile on his lips grows.I want to kiss those lips.

"When it comes to you,I am more than a creep angle."he says and I roll my eyes at him.

"Why aren't you looking at the moon,Ares?"I ask again.

"I don't need to look at the moon.I have my own moon right in front of me.You know,she isn't beautiful just for one night?She is beautiful every fucking night."he says and I blush even more.

I put my head on his shoulder again and we fall into complete silence.I love when I talk to Ares,but one thing I love even more are those comfortable moments.

"Angle,"Ares says after a while."If you had the chance to kill your father would you do it?"

I froze,what the fuck?"Where did that came from?"

"I am just asking Greta.If you don't wanna answer then that's okay."Ares says kissing my forehead.

I don't know what would I do.My dad wasn't always like that.He became like that after my mom cheated on him.First he became an alcoholic,then he would abuse me.Then when I was eleven years old he raped me for the first time.

"Why are you crying,angle?"Ares asks with his deep voice.God this is emberasing.I didn't even relase I was crying.

What the hell are you doing,Greta?
Stop it.

I put my head on Ares's chest and cry harder.He dosen't ask me what's wrong anymore.He just lets me cry and I thank him for that.He starts rubbing my hair and I cry even harder.

"Maybe I would."I say after I while.Ares looks at me with a confused look. "What?"

"Maybe I would kill my father if I had a chance."I sure would.If I say I didn't  have a father that would be a lie,because I did have a father.The only thing I didn't have was a dad.I will never have a dad.He was dead for me long ago.

After a while I fall asleep in Ares's arms.

***

It's been three days since the beach convertation and three days without Ares.I miss him damn it.Today I am meeting Natali and then Ares for dinner.

I sit in our favourite caffe and wait for Natali.I pull out my phone to check for new texts.

Adrian;Pookie I'm comming home.
Me:What?
Adrian:Bro,do you not see.
Adrian:I said that I'm coming home.
Me:Are you for real?
Adrian:Duh,Do you think I'm jokking?
Me:So you're comming for real?
Me:You're not kidding me?
Adrian:No I'm really comming home.
Me:When?

I close my phone and wait for Natali.Oh my God,I can't believe this.My brother is comming home. I really want him to come,but a part of me a very small one wishes that he dosen't  come.I don't really wanna see his reaction when he sees me and Ares together.What if he dosen't want us to be together?

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