I just know..!

Chapter 6

"I'll come after school..or maybe I can skip school.!" He said picking me up from his car seat and placing me in the wheelchair.
"I'll skip too..!" Stace yelled from the back seat.
"Why do you people even pay school fee.?!"I said after settling myself in the wheelchair.
"That's what she used to say..!"Steve replied and I got confused. What does he mean by she used to?.Did his girlfriend die..?what exactly happened.?
"Bye then.!"I said looking at him and trying to figure out something.He reminded me so much of sky,the way he waved lazily without taking any stress.
"Bye..sleep well sweetheart ..you look extra tired.!" Steve said getting into the car.
I smiled and Anna helped till I got into the bed.
I made friends,finally some new friends. However,it was hard for me to try moving  on from sky.
We had everything in common,he knew everything about me.
Once Brandon found my insomnia pills which I supposed to finish in my bag and put up an argument with me. I yelled at him as if I did nothing wrong and stormed out of the house.
Brandon didn't come behind me which made me even more furious.
Blake found me 6 hrs later on a park bench. He told me he would find me wherever I was.
Brandon later told me that Blake directly came there as if I texted him where I was..and I fell for him again..
He gave me enough memories for my whole life. I can live with them happily ever after.

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"You are still sleeping.!" I heard a voice standing quite close to me,maybe from the end of the bed.
"2 minutes sky..just 2 more minutes ..!" I dragged hiding my face under the cozy comforter.
"I'm neither sky nor the earth..!" The voice said in a fake British accent.
"Steve.?" I asked trying to guess who it was without making any effort to open my eyes.
"Oh..yes..my lady.!" He said continuing the same accent. I wondered what he was up to.
"Steve please..I slept at 4!"I replied still covered.
"What the f*** did you do till then..you are sick..why can't you just shut your eyes and sleep.!" He yelled. I immediately opened my eyes to check who it was,he sounded so much like sky..my sky...the one who cared about some shitty cycles in my body,the one who checked my house's medical cabinet for my pills (he was the one who used to refill it or at least he reminded Brandon about the finished stock).
Steve left the room and I couldn't stop. I was lost, I was confused..how can two people be so similar and yet so different.
I rung the bell and Anna rushed in. She still didn't get over my sickness,every time I rang it she came in running as If I was about to die.
"Steve..he went away.!" I said trying calm her.
"I'll go call sir..you can go finish your daily chores.!" She said and shifted me to my wheelchair.
I chose a jeans short and a loose Tommy Hilfiger T-shirt. I didn't brush my hair..as usual.
By the time I went out Steve was sitting on my couch shaking his leg vigorously.
"Why did you call me back.?" He asked not even looking at me. This was a new angle of Steve. I imagined him to be an always smiling person. Something was wrong and it was clear,even a blind man could tell. Something was troubling him from inside.
"You asked me a question and left without listening to my answer.!" I said moving closer to him and took his hand into mine. (Don't ask me why, I just did it ..I have no answer.!)
"What's wrong Steve.?" I asked looking straight into his eyes.
"Nothing's wrong..nothing.!" He lied looking away.
"You can't even lie properly.!" I imitated him from last night and he smiled.
"Whatever it is,it will get better.!" I assured him tightening my grip.
"The same applies to you sweetheart.!" He grinned reassuring.
"I'm insomniac,the pills aren't helping and I stopped taking the latest pills..!"I stated and he was taken aback.
"I miss my girlfriend.!" He told and it was my turn to be shocked.
I didn't ask any further, Stace said that Steve had a rough past and I thought this was the reason that somehow led to the rough past.
"Are we ready for a walk.?" He asked, his excited voice was back.
"Always.!" I said and he got up from the couch.

In the lawn, he made me walk step by step as if I was his daughter.
He drew target lines on the floor and told me that I could sit only if I walked till there.
"Food.?" I groaned after reaching one of the target lines .
"Shall we go out and get.?" He asked me and I nodded. He helped me walk till the car. He refused to get the wheelchair even though I insisted.