WITH YOU....

Chapter 6: Different Essence (Louisa)

I was a different person. I was a different human being all together. People used to say that i was the most cheerful person in my family. I tried to keep everything​ happy and positive,no matter if i was dying inside. I used to feel that my family's needs and demands could not be left on dad alone. I had to help him . We used to live in a rented house. I had a grandfather , my parents and an younger sister in my family. Our financial condition was not so well maintained.  My younger sister Tina wanted to go and study and not help dad to pay the daily expenses. Somehow we managed to send her to college. I wanted to study farther as well,but couldn't force it on dad. I used to work at a cafe and had a stable job for six years atleast. But after the cafe closed down . I had to find work again.

I kept on going to places in search of a suitable job. But couldn't get one. Then one of my younger sisters senior told me about a employment firm. She told me that i would surely get something suitable for me to work in over there. With alot of high hopes i went to the firm and ended up at the Traynor estate. I was told to take care of the Traynors son who was suffering from quadriplegia,a serious condition of paralysis. I went to give an interview and got hired by Mrs. Traynor. Who introduced me to her son Will. I still remember the first day i had met Will. He was really Harsh and rude to me.

"Hello im Lou and I'm here to take care of you ."
"Oh hello new babysitter slash mother   . My name is Will Traynor".
"Excuse me ?". I was puzzled by his behaviour.
"You are here to babysit me aren't you ?".
"Ahhhhh no...I'm here to take care of you ". I said .
"It's the same thing ".
"Will , Louisa Clark is here to help you , behave properly and be nice to her". Mrs Traynor said.
"Oh Please". He had replied.
He was extremely impolite , emotionless and an arse. He was unbearable at times. But as the days passed he had started to open up to me. He had started to share things with me. I realised that he wasn't an arse after all. He was a man who was hopeless and had given up on his life. I made myself a promise,to show Will how to be happy again.  How to be positive again.

In the process ,we fell in love !. Apparently. We actually grew very fond of each other and that's it. The emergence of a different essence of emotion. An emergence of happiness in my so called troublesome life. I started to feel happier than before. I started to feel that i was not just an asset to someone,i meant something to someone. With the ongoing expenses,my family used to treat me as a person who could provide them with money. It's not that i didn't love them. But i didn't know what my importance was in their lives. But Will....He was something different. He showed me that i was important to him. I meant something to him.

He made me feel complete,wanted, loved and cared for. I honestly feel that i fell for him too fast.  I couldn't help but fall for him. He was amazing and beautiful and handsome and caring and kind and .... The list would go on. People used to tell me that what if he is cured he might return to being what he was two years ago. Being a playboy, not caring about anyone or anything. But my heart knew that he had changed. And i had complete and uttermost faith in him. I used to feel weird about him. I still feel weird about him. I feel all tingly when I'm around him. And trust me when that guy looks at you ,you might die. Oh my God i cant help but blush!.
I want to say alot of things to him but i couldn't because i was nervous. And extremely embarrassed!. I used to smile foolishly. Laugh foolishly thinking about him. His thoughts always used to make me enter a world of happiness and contentment.

" I wake to the touch of a morning sun,
Softly teasing my eyes apart.
I feel your arms tighten around
Sealing yet another 
Non existent space...
I turn around to face you
Feeling blessed for the millionth time.
I stare at your sleeping self 
Murmuring a silent prayer of thanks...
At a dark dark time you were sent to me
To shed some light on my weakening being.
I held on tight to you secure hands
As you pulled me out of a painful mess...
I found the smile I thought I had lost
I found love so serene and pure
I found your eyes so full of care
As it healed so well my bruised soul..
I kiss your brow slow and soft
Anxious not to wake you up...
Tears form spelling my love 
I see your eyes open up
Just as a drop runs down my cheek
I feel your hands brushing it off...
That I know is the art of love
I was gifted with
And eternally crowned..."

I used to think so much about him that my thoughts might end up making me a romantic author or a poet someday!. I thought to myself and laughed. I just hope he felt the same way .