Flawless

MOMENTS.

Dedicated to @thehumantrashbag

MOMENTS.

"Joshua!!! "I shrieked

Silence.

" Joshua. Blood!!!"

The door flew open and Joshua barged in, breathing heavily. Concern was boldly written on his face.

"Karleen! What's wrong?" he ran over to my curled up figure on the bed. "blood... Where?"

"There, " I pointed.

He frowned and his eyes followed the direction of my hand. " Jeez Karl, was it a nightmare? "

I nodded slowly and rubbed my sleepy eyes. " Yeah."

He sighed. "What was it about?" he looked into my eyes, daring me to lie.

"I can't remember. I never remember, "my voice was so low but loud enough for him to hear him. " I can feel it, but I can't remember. "

" Do you think they are memories? Maybe you're finally remembering something?" he asked, stroking my arms.

I was still. A memory?  "Why will I have a memory of blood? Why?"

He took my hands in his and gently pushed my back on the bed. He lay beside me and I noticed he inched away from me, wanting to keep distance.

"Just be still. Say nothing. Feel nothing. Think nothing. Crave for peace, "his voice was a soft, enchanting whisper.

He rubbed my hands till my muscles relaxed. I inhaled for long before exhaling heavily.

Peace. Peace. Peace.

" I was just six when I felt troubled for the first time. Mom left. She left us, "his voice was softer, but I could still hear the silently screaming pain behind it.

" Why?" I asked, curious.

"she didn't want me, Karleen. No one wanted me. I was a mistake, "his loud, sad laugh pierced my soul.
I wanted to talk but he shook his head, signaling for me to be quiet.

"I had a twin sister, I killed her."

I sprang up to my feet shakily. " you did what? How?"

He was silent for minutes, mocking the deafening war inside my head. His look ripped my soul, daring me to talk.

I'll die today, no doubt. In a hotel room. With my hot driver. What an honourable way to die.

My breathing became irregular as I tip toed backwards to the door with weak eyes that searched tirelessly for any escape route.

The window. It was tall and wide enough to accommodate my small body but my predator won't give me that much time.

The bathroom. I could run inside, lock the door and try jumping out the window there.

How would I jump? My mind traveled back to a Chinese movie Sonia had forced me to watch earlier. It would be useful today.

We were on the third floor. Unprofessional jump could attract death yet, staying in this room was more risky than jumping a from top floor.

I sighed. It's either I die, or I die.

"Bath-rooom," I said, pointing at the en suite bathroom.

He got up on his feet and walked towards me.i couldn't breath. I couldn't move. He finally got so close to me that I could feel the heat radiating from his body.
I cursed the nightmare I had. I cursed my memories. I cursed me and finally said a final prayer to God as I saw his hand creep into his pocket.

Lord, just let my body be found and in my next life... Bring back my memories.

I closed my eyes. Awaiting death.

"Siamese," his voice was rough.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and met his watery, dark eyes.

"What?" I managed to ask.

"Siamese twins. We were joined in the head by nerve cells. Mom... "his voice trailed off.  " she wanted a girl. We were flown to Bel Air, the doctor was to save the girl."

What?

"God had other plans. She died. They couldn't save her. I lived. I killed her, Karleen. She should have been alive. I'm a murderer... I - "

My actions interrupted him. I pulled her into a tight hug, not minding if he could breathe. Forgetting my earlier fears, I slowly patted his back as I felt fluid fall on my neck.

He was crying. He sniffed. He sobbed. He held on tight to me like I was his life jacket. I didn't let go. I couldn't let go.

"You didn't kill her. It was meant to happen. You're no murderer Joshua. No matter what they say," I racked my brain hard for the right words but my thinking faculty failed me.

I decided to say the words as they came.  "you're a good guy, Josh. Stop making it hard on yourself. Please Joshua... PLEASE..."

Minutes ago, I concluded he was a murderer but now, I'm convincing him that he's not a murderer. Life. Irony.

We laid on bed, with fingers entwined. The perfectly white ceiling was a contrast to our imperfect lives, the efficiently working air conditioner reminded me of our stuffy lives.

I didn't know how long we lay there beside each other in comfortable and satisfactory silence. I didn't know how long his long fingers caressed mine.

But I knew the peace I felt wasn't one I could have achieved alone. It was an enigmatic peace. I loved it that way.

I thought about nothing else. Just my body and his body. Our bodies, beside each other communicating with our minds that searched desperately for the other.

*
"Karl darl, it's morning."

I yawned and stretched. Waking up to face such a beautiful face was such a blessing.

A smile played on his lips.  "I know I'm criminally handsome ehn just stop drooling. We needa go home."

A:N
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