Amaya's Amaranth (Wattys2014)

Chapter 9: Realisation

For a man romantic love is worship. He doesn't want to do great things with a woman, he wants to do them for her.

                    -Irma Kurtz

" And then what happened? Did you find love? "

I looked at the questioner. The dark eyes were trained on me. The wavy hair slightly blowing at the wind. I sighed and continued.

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" Olivia, I am so damn hungry. "

We were heading back from class and I was totally famished. I did not have a decent breakfast and neither did I have anything to eat at college.

I looked at Olivia. Her face was down the whole day. A dark cloud was almost visible on top of her head.

" For God's sake, will you tell me what happened? " I turned to face her.

She looked at me and I was shocked to see the frightened kitten like look in her eyes. I grabbed her arms.

" Are you okay? Anything happened? Someone did something? SPEAK UP! "

" I am okay, Amaya, " she sighed. " It's just been a long day. "

" Then why do you look frightened? " I crossed my arms over my chest and quirked an eye brow up.

" How do you know? You are not a psychic. It's fine, and that's tiredness, not fright."

" Oh and by the way, what did Sky tell you this morning? Just curious coz you guys never talked, " I started walking up.

" Oh nothing, that last time we were out he didn't forget to get you food and all, " she said.

Silence fell between us. That was a very lame excuse, but I let it slide. If she didn't want to tell me, who am I to force her?

We got in and heard voices sounding. Wow, the girls were back soon.

" I love it, " I heard.

I went straight to the washroom before Olivia could, with my growling stomach. I wanted food so badly.

When I came out, Olivia was as pale as a ghost.

" Are you sick,sweety? " I asked placing a hand on her forehead.

" Amaya, I- " she began to say.

" Why if it isn't Amaya! " the voice sounded behind me.

I froze and clutched the sheet. She is here already? I thought she was not due till the end of the week.

I turned around and saw her. Bianca. She was looking better. Her cheeks which once had a broken effect was now perfect. Her hair was in the usual flowing way with a few highlights here and there. But what caught my attention the most was here cheery self, and a hidden hate behind all the facade.

My knees felt like water, making me unable to stand. Silence fell between us as I failed to conjure up a 'hi'.

"Aww, don't tell me you have forgotten me! "

How could I?

" Well, let's have lunch first ladies," aunty sounded from back of her.

" Hello aunty," I mumbled.

Bianca skipped towards us and looped her hands in our arms.

" Yes,let's go, " she said. Then turning her head to me she said, " We have a lot of catching up to do. "