Roommates

Chapter {33} - Soulmates.

KIARA'S POV:

That hurtful day, I tried so bad not to show anything to my parents and act cool. I tried and I guess I did well. After all, it looks like I could hide my feelings more than I thought.

My mom asked a little about if something's going on but I could make it.

We saw the house, and it looked so much better than it was. Then, at night, we made a little gathering after a year of not seeing each other and stayed late awake, talking, eating and telling each other stories that happened with us. They laughed, but I can't say that I did too, I faked a laugh, but it hurt every time I faked one.

Once everything was over, and we cleaned after us. We said our goodnights and I head to my new room. I closed the door behind me and leaned on it. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. Then I opened them and looked around the room, it was nice, like I wanted it to be, grey painted wall with white furniture, but it didn't really matters anymore. Nothing did. My room was the last thing I cared about that night.

I changed my clothes, collapsed on the bed like a dead person and sobbed.

I was good on my own, then he came, made me think that I can have love, made me imagine a life that's filled with happiness, love and joyful moments. He came, changed NY world upside down, took my heart and then threw it from a tower. He made me get my hopes up and then crashed my day with disappointments.

Maybe I was good enough, maybe, I just shouldn't have thought that I could ever make a guy like him fall in love with me. How did I thought that he actually loves me? How did I believed him when in the end he's such a player?

But I did, I trusted him because I knew there was something good in him and I still do. And I blame myself that I still think that he's good.

I wanted to know, I wanted to understand. I was lying on the bed with my mind going wild. But all I could do was stare at wall in front of me with tears in my eyes, and knifes in my heart.

I woke up the next morning by my mom yelling from downstairs that the breakfast is over. I smiled, I missed these old days. But then, as I got my mind real awake, everything came back hard on me and I lost my smile.
I brushed my teeth, put my hair in a messy ponytail, got dressed and looked at the clock before I went down .

10:00 am, thank god I could finally wake up late.

"Hey sweetie, how are you today?" My mom greeted while she was busy doing some dishes in the kitchen.

I smiled and mumbled a 'good'.

"You don't know how much I missed this, I missed you baby so much." She came and hugged me and I hugged her back so hard, a tear fell.

My mom felt that something was wrong and asked "hey, what's going on?? I know that there's something but I didn't wanted to rush you yesterday. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just miss you and my dad." I said and forced a smile.

"I will let it be this time, but I know this is not the only reason." She wiped my tears and sat on the table.

My dad then came from upstairs, sat with us for awhile, he eat what he could fast.

"I should go, I'm late for the job." My dad said while he still put another bite in his mouth. "But I'm hungry."

We laughed at him, and then bid him farewell before we went.

Me and my mom ate breakfast, with my mom talking about all the things we should buy because we don't have anything. When we finished I got up and so did my mom, she took some dishes from the table to wash them and as I was about to walk out of the kitchen she talked "Kiara, everything will be okay, in the end."