going down memory lane

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We almost kissed. Her lips were about to lock with mine. I could feel her breath tingling against my lips, teasing my lips. Her eyes those beautiful chocolate brown eyes held so much emotion and I am sure that my eyes held the same. Her fingers trembled slightly against my skin, maybe out of nervousness or excitement. My heart beat fluttered. This was the time. I did say that if I was in this same predicament I wouldn't let it go. But I wanted this moment to last. I wanted to sleep at night and remember the way her lips felt, her scent, her taste. So I didn't rush it.

So why didn't we? Well because the guy sitting directly across had to ruin the moment. The moment fizzled out in the atmosphere. And when we were both aware of what was happening embarrassment covered both of us like a blanket. As I looked at Justin I could only make out a few scratches and bruises on his dark skin. So that must have meant that his opponents got more a beating. Even though I am grateful for everything he's done for us I don't think I will ever forget the man that broke into my home and turned everything upside down. So I guess me feeling tense was justifiable. Tara on the other hand from her posture looked calm and relaxed. The question is, is she feeling calm and relaxed on the inside.

After no one made the move to speak I decided to break the silence.

"so why'd you want us?" I asked

He brought something from behind him and placed in onto the table. It was a box. Black with frayed parts hanging. The black was fading to a dim color. Wrinkles covered the lid. The box wasn't too big or long just an okay size. I raised my eyebrow at Justin an indicator to tell him to keep explaining.

"well as soon as you guys left we had some unfinished business if you know what I mean, and as we was sorting it out , I stumbled upon this box and I thought that you guys would want to check it out , it may be important." He said

I looked at Tara to see if she had taken everything in and she looked excited to open up all the box. I took it from the table and lifted up the lid to find the contents inside. There was so much letters , objects and some video tapes. I lifted one of the letters up and passed the box over to Tara. I wanted to call the others over so they could see this too but I am selfish and I am not ready for everyone to see this yet. So I never called them and it seemed that Tara wasn't ready to share this information quite yet either. I read the letter quietly to myself. It was a letter that my mum wrote. I never once saw her do this when she was alive. Her fine cursive writing littered the page and the many scribbles on the page must have showed the amount of times she wrote something only for it to not flow.

The letter read: Dear Aiden, I have a bad feeling that something is going to happen to our world, I don't know what it is but I can feel it and I know that other people can feel it too. You still young so I am not going to worry you. When you are older will let you know that this world we live in isn't as happy and fun as you think. I will do everything I can to protect you. –love mum

I remember the time when she tried talking to me in the living room once saying that it was important. But I didn't want to listen. I wanted to go out and hang with my mates. So once dad came I jumped at the chance and asked if I could go and that's how I spent that day. Now I regret not listening to what she had to say. Then the next couple of days was a whirlwind and we were running like crazy men. I saw my next door neighbour's some on the floor presumably dead and other running just like us.

I slowly put the letter down, I couldn't read another letter. I looked over to where Justin was sitting to see he wasn't there and I was grateful that he gave us that space. I turned to Tara to see that she wasn't reading her letter anymore but staring into space, the letter perched on the table. I slowly embraced her body and we both didn't say a word. The only thing I could remember was my mums face as she told me to run. The pain etched on every crevice of her face, the twinge of pain seeping through her words and I knew that was the last time I would see her. I should have stayed and protected her but I was a coward. I wanted to live. So I ran. I didn't even look back so I could have a different memory of her face. I retreated back to my room once Tara was okay. I played a song that my mother would always play for me. closing my eyes, I focused on all the good times we had together when we were stronger than ever.

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authors note :

hey guys another update yay :)

so we went down memory lane. even though it wasn't the happiest

they almost kissed (again) you guys probably hate me for prolonging there kiss but you can't rush it. but don't worry it will happen just have faith

who's excited for orange is the new black to start I think today? (don't quote me) I am. can't wait to know what happened to Alex and piper !

as always comment , vote and share as it will mean so much to me :) guys we are almost to 500 reads !! just want to say thank you to everyone who takes the time to read my book even though it may not be the best and sticking around even though I'm not the best updater. means so much to me:)

signed : precious x


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