The Night Secret #wattys 2016

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On the 26th night of October, the wind was blowing very hard that it angrily shook the brown leaves in the yard of the Stone family. Dressed in a plain blue and black dot pyjama,Gilliane was again lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling and wishing for Haul to come quickly.

The walls around her were moving left to right, her head was spinning and she could see three long hairs on her bed sheet, on this sight she felt miserable.
It's been six years already, she sighed I guess it was fun in this life. I had dad, mom and...Haul, he'll miss me.

Three slow tap.

"Still in bed sleepyhead" chuckled Haul.

"Oh my♪, something smell good in your bag...what is it?" She questioned eyeing her best friend.

He sat on the bed, smiling and open the bag for her,

"Surprise! It's a Chou à la crème and the best in town...soooo what do we say?"

Without hesitating she grabbed his bag and searched greedily for his puffy dessert. Her stomach growled.

"Mmm, it's deli...cious hmmm. Shoo you're free thish afternoon. I want...hmmmm to take a walk in...the foresht?", she asked while eating the cake.

"Hahaha, why not? It's been a while we go there together" he reminisce their time long ago.

She nodded ,took a breath and went in the fitting room to come back with a long grey shirt and jean.

"Let's go"

«some distance later»

The forest was humming in a different manner, not like it used to be. It was darker than ever and Gilliane could hardly see the path in front of her. For once,he let Haul lead her to destination. Three magic trees she named them because all three of them were taller than the other,almost thirty metres long and each tree leaves were grey,green and yellow respectively. This place helps Gilliane to relax her inner self despite her incurable disease that unfortunately help her remember that she was condemned.

"I want to celebrate something ,Haul"

He turned to search her eyes, when he saw a glimpse of sadness that just disappeared when she continued on confessing. She then lift her head and speak, "This is exactly the date we meet for the first time, do you remember?"

Haul's eyes shone in recognition, "who do you think I am? Of course I still remember. You're still the same Gilliane Stone old of six years though your features remain the same."

"I'm relieved,thanks. You know I always wanted to tell you..."

She tried to put on a serious face," I'm sorry" but came in a whisper. She continued, "I'm sorry because I have a weak body ,sorry for being a burden for you all these years "

Sob.sob. Gil couldn't help but cry silently. A large and warm hand invite the little poor kitten in his arms.

"Hush, please. There is nothing to apologised for sweetie .And caring for you was the thing that I liked the most, feeding you also..I guess" he cooed "you were never a burden"

His voice held sincerity and care, Haul knows where this conversation was going, he didn't want to hear it. It would be the end for him.

"YES! I was Haul...and I am still." She shouted while sweeping the tears away feeling embarrassed. "I'm sorry to be leaving you like this"

No you won't

"I...Don't ...I...Please Don't Say It ...have...You Don't Have To Gil ...an incurable disease"

On this moment on, it was as if the world around them stopped suddenly.  The air became thicker and unbearable. Haul could see dots all over and his head was spinning.

" I couldn't leave this fact from you, I don't want to keep secret from you" she simply explained.

No. It can't be...Gilliane. You didn't have to tell me the fact. If only you hadn't...God I would still had hope...

Gilliane was still crying ,what can he do to comfort her? Is there nothing to cure her? In a flash an idea came into his mind but he immediately pushed it away.

I can't do that to her ,he thought

He cursed under his breath and let go of his friend's hand without knowing when he had touched her. Gil spoke, "I knew...I knew I should have told you sooner but...look at your reaction ,like now!!"

He was petrified and was even more after hearing the last two words she pronounced. The wind had stopped blowing and Gilliane was staring at her muddy shoes, shivering and sad.

'You will soon be joining us' says a voice in Gilliane's head.

"What?" Said Gilliane

'You'll die and you'll become dust,then your soul will be ours!'

Oh my god,I'm going crazy. Now I'm hearing voices inside my infectious head.

"I want to go home" she blurted