Misha's POV:
I was wearing pig tails along with a pink shirt and matching blue jeans. I was roaming in the park. Then I saw a boy almost of my age sitting in a corner of a bench mumbling something to himself. His body showed the physical abuse he has been going through and his eyes showed the pain of bearing with that abuse. I don't know why but I felt the need to go to him, talk to him and comfort him just like how my mamma does to me when I am upset. I didn't waste a second in doing of what I was thinking a moment ago. My feet automatically dragged me to him. I had initiated the conversation between us.
"Hi. I am Misha." I said giving my sweetest smile.
He just said a simple word with two letters in it.
"Hi."
"Won't you tell me your name?" I asked him.
"Ethan." He said still not making an eye contact with me.
"Why don't you play with me till my mamma comes?" I offered.
He was reluctant but I'm Misha. I didn't care about his hesitation at all and dragged him to play with me.
I loved playing with him. He is a very good person when it comes to playing with me.
"Are you enjoying?" I asked him in between my laughter.
"Yes. I have played after a long time baby girl. I mean can I call you my baby girl?"
I blushed slightly and nodded a yes. Meanwhile my mamma came and took me along with her. He shouted
"See you tomorrow baby girl."
From the next day, I started going to the park very often because I really liked Ethan's company with me. He slowly started sharing his secrets with me. When he did that, I felt like I was the happiest person on this huge planet. He even started coming to my school with me. I couldn't be happier. I missed him when I was at school but he made me forget that as well. We became best friends in no time.
Days passed and we started to grow up. Though we were at kindergarten, we felt like adults and talked about things like marriage.
"I will take you to the church by myself and then we will get married baby girl." He always used to say that.
I smiled at him. The thought of him leaving me is like a nightmare and I didn't wanted him to leave me. But a week after I have wished him not to leave me, he came to my house and gave me a letter and he asked me to open that only at those times when I felt that I couldn't do anything. I started to run. As fast as my legs could take me. But no matter how fast I run, I couldn't catch him because it was already too late. He was out of my sight but not out of my mind.
I will remember what you have said to me and I will do it for you Ethan. I said and fixed onto that word.
I woke up with my palms and feet sweating. My eyes widened and they started to pool in tears after what I just saw in my dream. I couldn't sleep after that. Involuntarily, my feet dragged me to the closet. The one I've been hiding from my parents since I was five. Since the day Ethan left this place and obviously me. I have opened it and I took out the letter.
Baby girl,
I'm leaving this place temporarily. I will be back once I get my job and then we will get married. We will live happily after that. I'm a man of words baby girl. I will come back. I will come back for you. I just need you to trust me.
Ethan.
My hand reached to the necklace he gave me along with that letter. It was a simple metallic chain with an angel locket on it.
YOU ARE READING
Misha's Ethan.
عاطفيةMisha Summers is one of the leading business women in the Los Angeles. She took over her father's company Summers and Co not liking the idea of some other guy running the company which was started by her father despite her parents' disapproval. She...