Lucia and Peter had organised a party and didn't even bother to tell me about it.
Two hours later the house was full. There was a home coming poster outside the house for me.
All these were odd and I didn't know how to react. Nobody ever planned a party for me before. I only got gifts from shadows of people. Sometimes I'd get knives and toy guns or spears and all these begun when Bruna never showed up. I'd receive letters that she herself had written. My life was mystery. It was like a book and each page had a lock. It was a puzzle. I stood infront of the mirror and searched for the grown Felicity. I tried to keep myself together but the memories kept on flooding back to me. I smelt danger and more danger. There stood me and deep inside there was somebody else.
"Felicity open up...the house is already full. " I didn't know who that was but it was one of my four cousins. They were pretty excited about the party and meeting me.
"Go ahead I am after you." I pushed my hair back and took a deep breath. I was ready to meet strangers and act like I had known them for like twenty five years. Drama was my thing too.
I descended the staircase in slow motion as I looked around. Peter stood at the end of the stairs waiting for me.
"She is a true beauty." Whispers went around. There were handsome men in the house but as the say goes, better the devil you know than an angel you don't know. Peter took my hand into his as he walked me around. I was nervous and am sure Peter could feel the tremble in me. He kept on tightening my grip as he gave me a warm smile. His eyes appear much cute behind his glasses. Lucia's taste waste bad after all.
"Your Grandma is a charming lady ...do you like her?."
"Yes I do...she's nice. "
He smiled. "We get along so well too but at first she never liked me. Being with your mother for so long proved to her of my intentions."There was silence. It felt like he was trying to buy my trust.
"Do you mind if I change the topic?."
I shrug. "Not really.... go ahead."
"Tell me about Bruna...if you can."I tried to get away from his arms but the more I struggled the more he tightened them. I wasn't going to spoil my makeup just because of him.
"You've never talked about this to anyone right?."
"Yes..I've never. " A feeling of pain and wanting to cry developed.
"I'll tell you why there's intense pain in you. When you keep something hurtful in your heart,expect pain and much pain. The first step is to let it out. You share it with an expert or somebody who will understand you and I'd like to be that person."Finally. He had said what I didn't want to hear. He talked sense but I wasn't ready to confide in him.
"Think about it...". He released my hand and walked away.
