"well, from where should I start? Now there was this poor guy who loved sakura. but sakura married to some rich guy because of her parents. That poor guy also got married to a women named iris. Iris had his first son in the first year of their marriage and then another after 4 years or so. Well, this poor guy still met sakura. He used to go there and spend time for hours over there as her husband was usually away because of work. Sakura also gave birth to a girl. Around these days iris was also pregnant and her delivery date was soon but that guy couldn't care less about it. Sakura and her husband loved their daughter greatly. Infact, sakura's husband was now usually at home. It was night time when some house breakers came out of blue and not only robbed them but also burnt them alive. However, their daughter was saved. I don't know who saved her that time.
Now, in iris's house, her husband came from outside and was very very angry. They both fought in front of their eldest son. Or maybe they didn't even notice them. He bet her ruthlessly and she cried and screamed. By now, their other son from some room woke up and started crying. It must be the noise I suppose. Well, now iris just recklessly took his other son and held her eldest son's wrist and went away. It was really dark when she got out. She walked mindlessly with her two sons. She couldn't see as her eyes were filled with her own tears and that blurred her vision. She couldn't hear because lumps in her voice was louder than anything." his eyes twitched and he continued without any break," and maybe that's why she could neither see the truck coming nor hear it honking. But her eldest son could see and hear clearly the truck. He pulled out iris's wrist but she was so much lost in her own despair. Her eldest son out of fear got rid of her hold and stood still. He saw the truck hitting his mother. Iris laid half dead on the road with his other son. Her eldest son rushed to her and knelt down. Though he said that he'll save her and would find some help but deep inside both of them knew that it was not possible." he had a picture of rhyuzakki with a small kid and he rubbed it continuously while starring at it.
"he could not stop sobbing and promising her that she'll be alright. she gave him a picture and said that it wasn't his fault that she now laid dead but the person in the picture was responsible for it. She asked him if he would avenge her death but he could barely think. He took that picture and told her that she's not gonna die and then he went away. He came after few minutes with two men but he did not find her anywhere. The two men told him that someone might have thrown her somewhere out from the middle of the road. They helped him to find her body but they could not find it. They concluded that the body might have fallen in the river. So there was no way to find her and give her at least a better funeral. He was just left alone in this big world. Everything had been taken away from him at an instant. He held responsible the familiar man who was in the picture. He had only one thing remaining and that was a purpose. " I couldn't see his face anymore as he stood.though he started narrating the story with just facts and told it to me feelinglessly but at the end it did brought tears in his eyes. There was no need of him telling me the names of the people in the story. I knew them and had realized it that it included me as well. That does explain how he knew about my fear of fire. The eldest son being ryo himself was living with guilt. The guilt that he could not stop his mother from crossing the road , the guilt that he went away in the last moments of his mother and the guilt that he could not find her and it was this guilt that drove him to become this man and get involve in such activities. That was the reason he stalked me. The sun was setting and the sky was all red.
"I'm not gonna force you to belive me. I'll leave the rest to you now." he said as he went away. I could see his tears shining and falling from his face. It looked so beautiful and yet they hurted. He was such sort of Man whom you could never imagine sobbing. So that was the secret behind his ever wide smile and wide body. He grew up to become a more responsible person taking various responsibilities and that was ryo. Though I wanted to stop him but I still let him go. I went home with a battlefield in my head. There were still so many things to sort out and reason out. And my excited neurons did that job greatly inside my brain. When I went home I saw dad packing his stuff again. So is he leaving again? It was difficult to picture him now as ryo told me about him. I did not care to ask and was heading to my room Silently.
"you've come ema..you're late! Well, forget it...come here help me." he said in a rush. Where could he possible be going? Well, He would surely lie to me if I ask. So there's no point in asking.
"ema...pack your stuff also!" he said.
"what? Why?"
"we're moving to the States!"I could sense his excitement in his voice. But what made him so excited? He had his job here and a house here in Japan. Why does he wants to leave all these things behind?
"but why?"
"I have it all prepared. But for now, I'm going out for two day to sort out some business before going okay?! So I'm giving you two days to pack your stuff.." did he even hear me? Was he avoiding me?
"but I don't want to go!" I protested.
"it's for your better ema." he kissed my forehead as he heard the taxi honking outside.
"be ready okay." he said as he went away. I went straight to my room and looked at him loading his bags in the taxi from my glass window. He waved his hand when he was done as he looked towards me. Then I simply went away.
I woke up the next day with a lot of plans and in a hope that everything will get better. I had somehow convinced myself that moving to the States will be better for me. Though I believed about what ryo told me yesterday but somehow this decision of going away seemed promising. I wanted to start a life with a new phase and new surroundings. New things always brings hope and better changes. But before going I have to meet everyone and bid a good farewell. Well, to think about it , There aren't many people whom I actually want to say goodbye. Infact there was only one and she was Mrs Lisa.
"I see." she said as she poured out tea for me. I had already told her about my shifting to USA.
"I will miss you." she didn't reply.
"when are you leaving?" she asked without looking at me.
" tomorrow night."
"hmm.." she sipped her tea and then looked at me.
"is he forceful?" she looked at me for this first time.
"what? No...he isn't. Infact I think it's fine."
"so you dealt with that other guy? "
"no...and I wo the able to. That's why I think I must go."
She shook her head.
"no..you can't go like this! What about those things he told you about your dad? How can you go without knowing everything? "
"I have to go you see. It's for the better."
"but..forget it!" she turned away and said," take care and if by chance any problem comes then tell me, okay?!"
"okay" I said and went away. It felt strange today when I was walking all by myself. No body was actually following me. So he didn't come today. I don't know why but I felt that I should let him know that I'm leaving but he wasn't here. So I went straight to my room. It was almost 4 pm. I had started packing all my stuff. It was around 6 now and my packing wasn't over still. Infact there was short of bags. I went to dad's room to find one and felt a strange feeling when I entered there. I have actually never been to his room without his presence. I checked out his cupboard and found only one. It was filled with majorly envelopes and stuff. I checked out if the stuff was important but it was all useless peices of I don't know what. Then I checked out the envelopes. These all were already opened.
Dear miss suzuki
Happy 17th birthday. You're growing up quickly and I belive that you'll take your responsibilities that quick as well. I'm your dad's lawyer and would like to meet you as soon as possible. Ema, please reply.
-Ivo Fernández
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Ferocious Flames
General Fiction"just snap it out. I don't like people making a pass over me. I believe what we share is precious than love. Don't ruin it! You know You're not in love with me. You might love that effect you have or that feeling and that's it. Love is nothing but a...
