Our Infinity

Faded

Elena was too comfortable under her quilt to get up; after all, it had been a long day at Court let alone all the mental hassles of a divorce. Stefan wanted to take her out on a movie date but all she wanted was to come home and have a proper sleep which she was missing on since past two weeks. It was getting colder than usual but there was something about her surrounding which forced her to leave her comfortable bed.

Throwing a warm garment loosely on her shoulder, she already was clattering her teeth rubbing her frozen fingers together. It was eight in the clock but the night was much much darker than it already should have been. A loud gasp escaped her mouth as she opened the door to living room to see the well furnished wooden house becoming just a mess. The weather reporter wasn't wrong about predicting a blizzard but what he missed was that this blizzard was going much stronger.

She cursed herself for letting Mrs.Ellie, their house staff leave early for she didn't want anyone to disturb her most passionately needed Elena-time. And now when she was looking everywhere around, all she saw was snowflakes flowing in through every open window, soaking slippery floor and the sound of the horrid wind dangling the curtains up till the ceiling.

Blizzard and Kansas were almost synonymous to a girl who grew up all her life in here but still, every time it snowed, Elena hated her life choices more than anything. She ran from one corner to another trying to shut the huge windows as early as possible and the more she hated for arguing with Damon for getting an enormous house. Her skin burned every time the murderous wind touched her body and she felt like losing a layer of skin each time. Her cheeks immediately went all red with every cell in her body shivering and begging her to go back under the quilt but she could hardly allow letting the snow cover her house.

Once while her shaking fingers were pulling one half of the window closer, she squeezed her eyes not anticipating the ferocity of the wind and how the lightning from the sky blinded her. Outside rages of blizzard were so strong that the familiar sight of streets by her house almost got erased. There was nothing friendly about the snow outside; it fell thick enough to blind any traveller by foot or vehicle. The gale whipped each flake hurting every inch of unguarded skin on her body. She peeked at the sky and all she could see was heavy swirling of silver crystals in wrath.

Just as she was about to run to the last window and save herself from the torture, her slipper skidded and she definitely would have fallen and broken a bone or two had she not clutched the thick curtain leaving an ear piercing shriek in the hollowness of the house which once used to be filled with laughters and colours. For a moment even though she steadied herself, she was too caught up in the trance to rejoice her safety.

Just as the power got cut, she looked up at the heaven to sigh. Her open hair for sure was covered with tiny flakes as if they were beautified with hundreds of cottons by some professional but her major focus was to drag the little emergency light from the drawer by the window that would cast a little hint of yellowishness to the dark, damp house. The little glow from the light as it switched on put a beam into her eyes as they lit up along and she couldn't feel anymore ecstatic because of the little warmth the light offered her when she pressed her palms around its glass body. Elena could use a little warmth in her life.

She knew she would slip into flu any closer moment if she doesn't get rid of the cold air and that window but before she could walk any faster with her limbs acting already numb, her heart dropped to her stomach watching the flowing curtain knock a photo frame down to the floor. Her brows knitted in a narrow line as she knelt down resting the light beside her on the floor and her fingers put aside the broken glass pieces. Elena thought she was over all these feelings considering all that happened between Damon and her but seeing the frame lying broken before her eyes kind of reminded of her broken marriage.