Incomplete!

My girl!

LIZA JESSE:-

"Liza baby wake up"

"LIZA, it's already 12 in the afternoon"
"Wake up dear"

I turned my side rolling on the bed as I felt a gentle hand, pat my arm.

"Let me beee" I whined, pulling my cover up.

"Dear, it's Thursday, I'll be leaving"

"Fine .. Fine!" I answered my voice hushed from sleeping, my eyes still closed.

"You could've let me sleep auntie! I don't give a damn to this house!"

"Well, if your house is robbed while you are asleep, I doubt that you will be safe" aunt Marry retorted in her soft grandma tone.

"I will be safe" I assured her, as I removed my cover.

"Thanks" I thanked her, slowly getting up and moving to the window, I lazily pushed the curtains aside, opening them.

"I see someone is happy today" aunt Marry teased
" sleeping till afternoon! .. opening the curtains!" she said with a chuckle.

"Alittle!" I replied with a smile as I saw light burst into my dimmed room.

Aunt Marry is the housekeeper Mom brought for me since Rita's death.
She's more of a mother to me than my biological mother, but as you see, she leaves in weekends for her daughter and grandson. I heard about her family alot, but she never brought them over.

"Okay happy kid, see you next Sunday.. and .. Clean the house" she instructed sternly
"I don't want to find it the same way like this week, good?" Aunt Marry ensued waving her index finger scolding-ly.

"Hummph hhh, I won't, I promise" I answered with a repentant smile.

The house was a wreck last week! I was studying for exams; so, the house's condition wasn't my first concern.

Aunt Marry walked out of my door in her elders' slow pace, her white hair glistening with the new found light in my room.

I turned my head looking out the window, smiling at the placid environment of the street.

I slept like a baby yesterday.

Telling Sith about my family was a good decision.
I told him how my drunk father ended up having his daughter under the wheels of his car.
How he got out of it, not having the slightest remorse for killing a soul! .. let alone his flesh and blood.
How my love-struck mother stayed hanging on a death rope waiting for his love & mercy.
How she left me, the moment she realized that the man she spent her youth, and another 15 years with, no longer loved her.
How she cried and whined for her abandonment more than she cried her daughter's loss!
How I cried nights & nights alone, lamenting my sister's loss!
My life destruction before! And afterwards!
How I took it upon me to fulfill her wish of studying medicine. How I keep saying her ghosts whenever I shut my eyes close.
How badly I wanted to have her in this ugly world.

Everything! .. and, he heard it all, being himself, being Sith!
He was the happy go lucky Casper he always was!
He had his breathtaking, encouraging smile on.
He had his soothing strokes on display.

I'm afraid I'm getting addicted to those strokes and smiles!
I'm afraid I'm getting infected! .. by his happiness!

But.. If I got it from him! .. will I smile as beautiful as he does?

I starred at the kindergarten on the other side of the road. My room was in the second floor, so, it was on full display.
Kids were happily running around the place, playing with the swings and slides, with their parents watching them with love filled eyes, as their heartfelt laughters soared in the air.