Chapter Two

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Thursday

I slowly awaken as the sunlight comes flooding in my bedroom through my opened window. I stir and sit up; my neck is killing me because of the way I’d slept last night. I remember what happened last night and how I’d lost it and I get annoyed at myself for it. Every time we moved I’d lose it and start crying about what I couldn’t change and I tried to stop myself, but I never could. I stretch and sigh as I walk out of my bedroom and in the kitchen. I see that it is 6:30am and I tiptoe to Naryn’s room and see him sleeping on his bed, breathing hard. ‘Another nightmare,’ I thought to myself and walk back out to the kitchen. I decide to make myself fried eggs and bacon for breakfast.

Once they’d finished cooking, I sat down at the table and ate my eggs and bacon at the table. After eating I made myself a steaming cup of coffee and sigh in pleasure as the hot liquid races down my throat. I grab my papers on Aria and flick through them quickly again. I stare at the photo of her and for some reason she reminds me of someone, but of whom I could not put my finger on. She has short blonde curly hair in this photo, her blue eyes shining in the sunlight, a large smile on her soft face with soft features and rosy cheeks. The guy standing next to her had his arm around her and looked like he was enjoying the moment as much as Aria. I snorted as I saw them both together with their blissful expression. “They seem perfect together.” I mutter and I push the photo away from me, it sliding on the table.

“Morning Nava.” I turn and see a tired Naryn walking zombie like through the dining area, his light brown -nearly blonde- hair messed up and eyelids drooping.  

“Morning.” I answer, ‘I hope I didn’t wake him up,’ I say to myself. A silence crept over us as Naryn poured himself a cup of coffee. He sits next to me at the table and takes in a large sip of his coffee. “You were having a nightmare again, weren’t you?” I say breaking the silence.

He places the cup down, with little sound erupting. “How did you know?”

“I saw you sleeping and you seemed restless in your sleep.” I answer, trying not to give away my deep concern for him. He doesn’t answer so I continue. “It was about her again, wasn’t it?”

He nods in reply and he takes another sip of coffee. “I miss her so much, but I caused her too much trouble when I was with her. She became more and more of a target.”

I clench my jaw as he says this. “Naryn, she loves you, you should go to her and leave this behind! All of it! Turn normal!” I say this determinedly to him, to get across the possibility and when he looks at me, I see a hint of hope in his eyes.

He smiles as me. “I can’t leave my little brother behind.” He tousles my hair as if I were only five.  

I smile at his affection for me. We always did have this strong bond together and to be honest, I never wanted him to leave me behind, but I still wanted him to be happy with her. I take a nice long gulp of my sweet coffee and it seems to warm my body from the inside out.

“Now that we’ve discussed my matter, what about you?” Naryn asks.

“What about me?” My stomach churns as I sit in anticipation, waiting for the truth to come forth from his mouth.

“You were crying again.” All joy from his previous words gone, only left with seriousness.

I shrug. “Doesn’t really matter.”

“Yes it does! I’ve noticed it after every move. Their death still affects you.”

“No it doesn’t!” I lie, frustrated. I hate it when people know how I’m feeling, even Naryn.

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