How I like my tea

A Kiss

The day was a blur. I don't remember anything except for looking at the carnations on my desk. Now I lay on Germans bed and tried to make sense of it all. Everyone kept telling me that German loved me. Pablo. Violetta. Olga. My Mum.

In fact, my Mum went one further to suggest that I loved him. I'm pretty sure I don't love him.

I was thinking when there was a knock at the door and Vilu entered.

"Hey," she said as she lay next to me "What you thinking about?"

"Nothing." I murmured staring at the ceiling.

"Come on! I know your thinking about my Dad! Can't you just talk to me about it?" She seemed frustrated, "I want you two together so please tell me!"

I thought about what she was saying for a moment.

"Okay, your right but if any of this gets back to your Dad I swear-"

She cut me off.

"It won't! I swear!"

I took some deep breaths and then sat up twiddling my thumbs.

"Well... you all say he loves me and my Mom says I feel the same but I don't know if I do. I love him but he is my family and that's not the same. I'm just not sure."

Violetta sprung up excitedly.

"I know what to do!"

I wasn't to sure, yes Violetta knew me and her father better then anyone else but was there really such a simple solution?

"Go on then." I replied curiously.

"Well it's all in the kiss! If you kiss Dad you will know if you love him or not!" She's jumping up and down and smiling like crazy.

"Violetta, that sounds like fairy tale madness!" I cry flopping back on the bed.

"It is! But you and dad are going to have a fairy tale ending!"

She smiles and flops on the bed next to me.

"All I really want is to see you happy."