Floating In The Sky

Chapter 27

I had caught a cold. I was stuck in bed, my nightstand had medicines and tons and tons of tissue paper. It was two days after the kiss.

I looked at myself through the mirror, my hair was messy, nose had turned pink and I was weak like a kitten.

I covered myself with the blankets as I climbed into bed. Tiago came in with a bowl of soup. He had been really happy lately. I took spoonfuls of soup and medicine from his hands. Why wouldn't he care? If I won't get well, he won't beat me and he wouldn't get food.

After the meal, he left me in my room, alone. I have nothing to do so I took the bundle of letters from the drawers and unsealed and read one by one:

To Willow,

I need to know the reason why you aren't responding me.
A good guess I made that you must have deleted my emails and burn my letters. So I am not going to write much.
I miss you.

From Kyle.

To Willow

If you have read the first letter then I am going to write the 'explanation'.
I miss you. I don't know why, but I see you everywhere. When I look at myself in the mirror it reminds me that you were the one who made me into who I am today. Just going to say it,
I like you

From Kyle.

To Willow

Yes, I do like you. I want to talk to you for once. Express my feelings for you.
I want to know that why aren't you talking to me. If there is something wrong, I may help you with that.

From Kyle

To Willow

Now, by liking you means that I love you. I want your presence.
I don't know if you love me or not but I want to say that Agnes was just for one chapter of my life.
But you are in my whole book.
I am also sorry for not helping you out when you were being bullied, I wanted to.

From Kyle

My hands were shaking as I read the last line. Tears flowed like always. I made a mistake. No you didn't. Yes, I did. I didn't give him time to explain and left him for someone else. You are doing, right. You are not doing anything wrong.

I heard footsteps, and quickly buried the letters between the pillows. A knock came, "Come in," my voice was deep because of my blocked nose.

"Hi, Willow. I see you caught cold." Kyle came in, kissed my forehead and sat on the couch.

"Yeah I did."

"I am-" he starts.

"I am sorry, I didn't give you time to explain. I read your letters and I-" I cut him off as I stutter.

"You don't have to say anything." He kneels beside my bed. "It's nothing to be sorry about." He takes my hand in his. "I should be sorry, I must have told you. It's all my fault." He whispers.

"No, it's mine. I should have given you time."

"Now, let's forget the past and look what's ahead. Hmm?" He smiles a bit.

"Kyle, I-"

"You?" I see the the warmth in his eyes, the warmth which I had fallen for.

"I need some rest." I said.

"Very well, get well soon." He kissed my forehead again and made for the door and walked out.

What should I do now?