Chapter 19: You meant nothing

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MIKAYLA DAVIS

I'm so angry at Arnold.

I was about to even talk to him today to fix things up because as much as I'm angry at him for thinking Jayden can do me any harm, I miss my brother.

All the time, he has always been there for me.

So now, just for a boy, should I keep anger against him? No

As I groan to the thoughts of it, I feel confused because, on the other hand, Jayden has been avoiding me all week. He turns the other way when he sees me in the hallway.

Since when has it been that way between us? I thought we were friends, at least?

This whole thing is just so confusing!

Wait, what if Arnold went up to Jayden and told him to stay away from me? If he did that, I would be even more angry at him.

But it's starting to make sense, Arnold thinking Jayden will harm me, and the next day, Jayden avoids me.

I groan to the thoughts of it.

"Oh Lord, help me," I mutter under my breath

Just then, a knock is heard through my door.

I hear my mom's voice softly say behind the door,

"Mikayla, may I come in?"

Her gentleness is something I sometimes never understand.

How can one be so gentle?

"Mom, of course you may," I softly chuckle

She gets in and sits with me on my bed.

"Mikayla, what's going on with you and your brother?"

I simply sigh and say nothing.

I can't say anything, I just don't even know what it is that should say.

"It's okay if you can't explain it to me. But all I want to say is that whatever made you and Arnold argue, not break you both apart. I have seen the care Arnold has for you. In as much as you both argue a lot like siblings, this one feels different. I feel tension between you both."

I'm left speechless. I do not know what to say.

Mom is so wise. It's like she has King Solomon's wisdom, and I aspire to have this kind of wisdom as well.

"It's okay, my darling, Arnold is safe wherever he is, I just feel it." She whispers as she has my hands in her hands

I say nothing and give her a hug.

I've been so busy with my own stuff these days that I don't even remember when last did I hug my own mother.

"I love you, mom." I mutter while pulling away from the hug

"Love you too, my little munchkin."

Just then, there's a knock on the door.

I rush towards it as if I'm being chased, hoping it is my brother.

Opening the door, I see Charmaine. Without sparing another glance, I check behind her to see if Arnold may be here with her, and I see him behind her.

I push past Charmaine and go hug Arnold.

He hugs me back.

As the tears in my eyes are threatening to fall, I sniff in the tears in so I don't cry.

I pull from the hug, looking at Arnold. He looks exhausted and saddened.

"I'm sorry." He mutters as he looks at me with those green orbs

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