Fatigue of True Love

Chapter 1

I stand in front of my small nocturnal house,a fence guarding it,the blue and white tiled house where I lived after my grandparent's death.I open the fence and Shepherd barks excitedly,running off inside before me.My suitcase is in my hand as I stroll it crossing the small garden,onto the small lane, towards the door.I take out the keys from my purse which I've been longing to use since the past fifteen years,coming back after such a long time to New York,my actual birthplace.

I peek inside moving with cautiousness.The small living room in the front, with the kitchen at the side,as much as I remember being a kid.The nostalgia sickens me.Straight ahead I follow on and find a familiar room,the one my parents used of course now to be mine.There is a staircase just outside the room at the side leading to  another room upstairs.The same old decor that has always been,as long as I can recall from all these years.

The white sheets cover the furniture. I take them off while dust howls from below.My parents died in an accident two years ago,with me surprisingly surviving it.The flashback of the night still haunts me.The time they came to pick me up from my police training course,the failing of the brakes,the car sliding and crashing into the trees,now merely a blur.A tear escapes my eye as I wipe it away.

I step into my room taking in the old furniture's odour.I lay my suitcase down and look around sighing.A lot of cleaning needs to be done and I have to pull up my socks for it.I start with unpacking my stuff.I place a picture of me with my parents taken days before the accident on the bed-side table.I unfold my clothes and hang them neatly in the cupboard.I go over to the kitchen unpacking the utensils and washing them.Sweeping the carpets and floor comes next,wiping away the small antiques along with a clean cloth until the dust comes off.

I go upstairs and clean up the room,changing the bed sheet of both the rooms along with it.After the whole house gets cleaned and the laundry is done,I drop onto the couch with exhaustion and close my eyes,half lying. Its unbelievable that I've completed my training in Civil Services at the age of twenty.One month to go and my birthday is here,17th August. I'll turn twenty-one now, assuming my twenty years of life have passed.Anyway,I have to prepare for my interview tomorrow at Grimsborough Police Department-the main headquarters of Federal Bureau of Investigation serving the nation of America.I'm proud of myself for following my Dad's profession.When I was little,every Sunday,my Dad used to teach me a trick so that I could deal with people on the street,being the sport-type I took great interest,and now it has become my passion.

Paternal side had their issues, of course they couldn't accept an ordinary saleswoman,my Mom into the family. They thought that my Dad was too wealthy enough to have a saleswoman as his bride but then all these things never matter in the end because this is of no value when it comes to love.I realise I have to call Aunt Pauline and Becky to tell them I've reached home safely,the only family from my Mom's side who've always supported me and the only family I'm left with now.

I lost my grandparents from both the sides when I was young so I don't remember them much.All I know was Mom and Dad were driven out forcefully from New York.It's still a mystery why my relatives would do such a thing.Nonetheless,to protect me from them,we went to California, lived there,were happy until the accident took everything away from me.

The two years after their death were unbearable.My aunt and cousin were the only ones I had.I lived with them but maybe it was time I came back. Its maybe strange but I saw some familiar people at the funeral,maybe my relatives from Dad's side?

I heave out a heavy sigh.
I miss you,Mom and Dad.
Shepherd comes in barking and jumps up on me all of a sudden.He licks me and as much as its disgusting,I love my pet's affection for me.Laughing,I pat and settle it down.
"Down boy!"
He wags his tail and stops,looking at me with poodle eyes.I smile stroking him.
"I know,I'm hungry too.Let's get you something to eat."
With that,I get up and straighten myself,tying a quick ponytail as I step out into the cool twilight evening with Shepherd wagging his tail all along the way.

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I walk retracing my steps carefully and find a supermarket nearby.I get a couple of things and move onto my way back home until I'm in my thoughts again.Becky says I have delicate features,too soft for an officer who has to handle guns.

I'm skinny but years of training for FBI has made me a bit muscular.I'm 5'7" with an ivory complexion.I have black long wavy hair,complimenting my light brown eyes,inherited from my mother.

I reach my house and prepare a quick meal of meatballs for myself and give Shepherd his meat.I'm nervous and excited for tomorrow at the same time.The hope of meeting new people excites me as well as overwhelms me.What if I find the one? What if i find someone who excites me,makes my heart quicken,someone who is special to me,someone who I tend to love.

During my teenage years I've never been interested in romance.To me it was a mere thing of wastage but maybe my heart wants me to take a chance, once and for all.I wonder if my life will be a perfect tale in the future,almost as surreal as I want it to be.

I smile to myself and shake the thought away,retrieving to my room.Its been a long day and I feel sleepy.Changing into my night clothes,I crawl under the bedsheet covers.I suddenly have this beautiful feeling inside me.Maybe something will happen this time that will change my life for real.