Give 'Us' A Chance

CHAPTER 8

ETHAN POV

        "I don't think if I would snatch you for few minutes, he would mind. He is used to it actually."

 Huh, what does he think that doing bad things to others make him any cool. No doubt he looks like a fool. I don't understand how people feel happy and are able to sleep peacefully at night without any guilt by playing with others' emotions. Ridiculous!!! 

The more I want to forget about my heartbreak, my loneliness in life and move on in my life, the more some morally corrupt people remind me of it. 

I couldn't even know more about Miss. Knights. 

When I came to Ben's home last night, he wasn't at home. I didn't care much because he must be with a woman spending his night. I wasn't feeling good last night, hell I don't feel good this morning as well. I spent my almost whole night drinking and lost in thoughts. 

Goodness, how badly I miss her. 

My mom.

How I wish I could spend some more time with her. How badly I wanted that like all mothers she would also be there with me at my worst, teach me to fight these cruel, fake smiling people. Instead, I became one of those fake smiling people. I was just one step away from becoming a cruel person in my teenage. But gladly, I had Ben with me. 

Last night, while drinking I looked around the room where Ben allowed me to stay. I was searching for her pictures but there weren't any. I became weaker and more insecure not having her presence around me even though those are just pictures. She couldn't teach me but still her pictures with smiling face looking at me has always given me a lot of courage. 

So, here I was almost on my way to dad's house to bring every picture of her with me. Standing in front of dad's house thinking should I press the bell or go back. Because I don't want to see my so-called dad's face. But I had to, so I pressed the bell hoping a maid will open the door. I don't want him to do so like last time he did. And to my relieve, a maid opened it, but I never saw her before. Must be new. 

I went inside and went to my room. I didn't see my dad and I don't even want to. When I entered in my room it was cleaned & all the things were there in the place. All the picture frames of my mom and me were there. I moved to my bedside table where one frame I had kept of my mom and me. I hold it in my hand, I was very small then around two or three. I was laughing like a maniac and who wouldn't when they have their most loving mother with them. 

And it was the only time I laughed with all my heart.

In the picture, she was looking at me like she was looking at a precious gem. So, precious that she might want to lose everything but not me. But unfortunately, she left me, and I was still there. I sniffed and don't know from where but a drop of water fell on the frame. Ahh, tears. My tears. Traitor tears. 

Wiping off my tears, I went to my cupboard and picked one of my bags and started to fill it with every picture of me laughing in my mom embrace. I didn't have any picture of dad because I was seeing him already, every day. Then, I went to the storeroom, there I knew was my mom's album. Today, I was thinking to finally open it. So, there I started to search for it. In a drawer it was kept. It had one no many layers of dirt. Cleaning it I opened it then and there. I thought maybe it will be her wedding album or something, but it was more like of a diary in which no words were there but pictures of her every phase of her life. From her being a baby to having a baby.  

My mom was always very beautiful, never saw someone like her so beautiful. In her teens, she was like a fairy. Boys must have head over her heels. She was that pretty. What I also noticed was, in her every teenage photo she was with a particular girl. That woman is with my mom in high school, university, graduation and even they are both present in each other's wedding hugging each other with a lot of love. Both enjoying a picnic while my mom was pregnant and there was a boy also around 1yr. Must be that woman's child.