Deeply In Love (gxg)

Chapter X - Complicated

Think.

I've failed to do this the moment I enter Carla's house and saw her. I don't even know if she's aware that whenever I drink on her appearance, she makes me feel alive. I hope she's not aware because that will be the death of me.

From the moment that I saw her in that classroom, I know she's the other half that my soul is trying to search for a long time now. She's the air that I breathe and the water that I drink in order for me to live.

It took time for me to realize that she is my long lost wife. I smiled at the thought. I was so terrified at the idea of her knowing a lot of things about me but I figured that only my wife knows that I wasn't allergic to sunflower. It took a lot of time to think and I was astonished by the realization that I just revealed.

Last night was a memory that I will forever treasure here in my heart. We ate together and all that I did is stare at her and listen to her tantalizing voice. I might have appeared nonchalant outside but I was actually shouting inside because being near to her is still dreamlike to me.

When she talked to my lovely daughter Audrey, I was more than touched. I heard all that she said but pretended not to. Audrey is just like her, she tends to speak and speak and speak without actually thinking about it thoroughly. Hence, Carla is speaking like a wise girl that she is, she might have not known it but she's an old soul.

Calling her actually is unplanned, well, who am I kidding, I just did it to hear her voice. I missed her that much. I was being professional like at first but when she kept on mumbling things that were out of topic, I realize that she might have been drunk and I was right. I didn't intend to take advantage of her state but she's looking oh so hot at that very moment when she asked me if will I kill her if she will kiss me. She managed to encage the butterflies in my stomach that caused me to stop thinking about what is right and just think of what I wanted. I missed being with her and reminiscing our past didn't help but just aroused me further.

She didn't change at all, her skin is still soft and it seems like velvet whenever I kissed. She's my rainbow after the rain. A sweet smile made its way to my lips when I remember how she told me that I am her rainbow but she's not really thinking that time. I chuckled. First, comparing me to rain but then rainbow?  She's very silly.  All I know is that whatever gender she has, she's still that Carla that I loved, loves and will love, forever and always.

I made my way upstairs, feeling playful because she's so protective of me and doesn't want to risk my job. I love teaching but I....I stopped whatever I'm thinking when I heard her shout "Grandma." Okay, why is she petrified all of a sudden? I hurried upstairs trying to find her room but her directions were vague. She didn't point out if it's the first room from the right or left. Since I was nearer to the left, I went there instead.

Thank God the door isn't locked, so I locked it when I finally manage to enter. I also realized that this is not her room because all I could see are materials in painting and several portraits. Maybe, this is where we supposed to do the tutorial but just by observing her paintings, I figured out that she didn't need my guidance anymore. She's talented, I should say, without being bias. She could do different kinds of painting, from acrylic to oil and etcetera. I know we have a huge chance to win in the upcoming contest.

I noticed that there's a door adjacent to this room and because I'm curious, I opened the door but it was locked. I was a little bit disappointed but then saw a key near the door. Carla, you're so forgetful sometimes huh, that you have to put the key beside the door. I quickly inserted it and tada, it opened.

I locked the door again, leaving the key outside and stay there since I felt safer here. My eyes widen when I finally managed to see what is inside this room.  Goosebumps everywhere. My mind is failing to understand how she managed to paint and draw all these things. It's like having a mirror around the room and seeing myself in different eras.