'Cause Nothing Lasts Forever ✔️

Chapter - 19 "Wow, that's amazing"

Excursion Day 3

Blaire's POV

The mountains were really worth staring at. It was rocky but the view was smooth and breathtaking. I drank the beauty of the scenario. I can't even imagine myself out in some unknown mountains without my parents.

“Come on, catch up. Fast!”He yelled.

“Yeah,” Carefully stepping on the rocks, I reached up.

I didn't have any idea that hiking was that tiring and painful. After so long of hard work, we stood at the peak, my fingers entwined with that of Christian's.

“Breathtaking, isn't it?” I said drawing a long deep breath.

“Yeah, just like you.”

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“Hey, stop,” I said catching the pillow.

“I won't,”

“Okay, my turn scooby doo. Just wait and watch,”

I threw the pillow back and then it was back to me. The process went on and one and in no moments, the room was decorated with white fluffy feathers of cotton.

“Now?” He looked up at me from his crouching position.

“Well, little boy, ask the one who created the mess,” I commented, pouting my lips and making my eyebrows dance together.

“Okay, done. I'll put things in place just don't let anyone know,” He served me a puppy faced look.

“Lemme think boy. If or not I can provide you with such favour,” I said as I laughed hard.

I swiped through the T.V.  channels when he stepped out of the bathroom, in his boxers. His hairs dripping wet, water trickling down his hard chest and stomach shaped like cheese cubes. My eyes automatically averted to the newly added attraction in the room. My brain stopped in her tracks and I was somewhat blankly staring, gazing dreamily at him while he just reached up, put on a track pant and occupied the space beside me.

My intense gaze caught up something that I didn't notice in all these long months. It was black, shiny, somewhat metallic.

“Hey, what's this?” I asked as my hand hesitantly reached up to his back.

I traced the tattoo with my fingers. It was a cluster of geometric shapes. If placed together in place, they make a heart-like shape. Designed technically with so much of details, letters ‘I' and ‘C' were tattooed on both the ends of the heart.

He squeezed his eyes for a moment or two, maybe trying to sweep away some distressful memory and then spoke up,“ you like it?”

“I love it, man. Tattoos are always fascinating and sexy, and the way it suits you. It's so good. The texture, the design even the metallic black. You know what, I have always wanted a tattoo for myself, but unfortunately I don't have a ‘super-duper cool’ type of mom and she's always so horrified at the thought of my skin being exposed under the sharp needle,”

A sad smile spread across his face after I finished my rants.

“So, Scooby-Doo any story behind it?”

“ Kind of....a little story of a teen lust,” He said avoiding my eye contact.

“Love story, huh?”

He gave me a lope- sided smile and said, “One-sided love, babe,”

“All of it ended on a single night as if suddenly converted into dust and vanished into thin air like I was living my life in a glass ball and suddenly the glass smashed down into millions and billions of bits and pierced my heart. 5th of November it was the year 2015. A clear picture of myself as an innocent, smart and studious 8th-grade boy is still fresh in my memory. The one who developed a huge crush on Illeana Jones. Believe me or not we had a successful relationship of perfectly six months. The only girl in my life who had me on my knees. The single girl whom I proposed in my life till date. It was the night before the school dance, the one we usually have in the last year of middle school. Our destination was set on the doorsteps of the huge school library. I brought with myself, her favourite chocolates and went to celebrate our so-called ‘Half-anniversary’. Sounds childish isn't it? 'cause we really were children back then. Shirtless, I reached up to our designated place excited to show her the tattoo I dedicated to her. I hoped to surprise her but got myself surprised, as I witnessed her kissing the football champ of our school, DK,”

I held his hand tight as I saw his past replaying at the back of his head and floating in front of his eyes and pain flickering in them.

“Then?"

“Patience babydoll, curiosity killed the kitty you know,” he chuckled.

“To be honest, I was hurt. My little heart couldn't take it. Shivering in that cold night, I locked myself up in my dorm for a stretch of two days. My body heated up in fever. Withering in pain, I just hoped someone would be there to comfort me. After those two wicked days, I returned home and when I came back in the new session, the school witnessed a totally new Christian,” He continued.

“I had it in my mind that love sucks, friends sucks, and even the whole world sucks! And freshman year, I  started hooking up and knocking girls off my life. Taking a sort of revenge for what girls deserve. Universally, each girl got that betrayer tag from my viewpoint. To be precise, I was a mess, a total mess and my brother was another shittier mess in my messed up life. I was addicted, rude, a spoiled brat. Girls were just my business and I didn't trust love anymore.”

In my rapt attention, I didn't notice when a narrow stream of water flowed down my cheeks. He slightly shook his head and traced my cheeks with his thumb, erasing the tears of it.

I don't know why but I was hurt. Maybe with the point that he didn't love anymore...

“I didn't trust love anymore until I met you. I felt a positive vibe radiating off you. It felt like a heavy stone was lifted from my heart and suddenly I could breathe more freely. As if you're my saviour. I felt an urgency to change to be a good being again. I felt my life changing colours and started a revolution again. As if suddenly new green leaves grew on an old dead tree and it got its life back all over again. Everything was turning green and colourful again and I lost interest in any other girl because you fucking blocked my mind. Only you.”

He showcased a happy grin this time and caressed my cheek. He pulled me close to himself and my breathe hitched as I crossed his radiation fields. He leaned in pressed his lips to my forehead. Chills raided my skin as his sweet scent wrapped around me.

His words have left me somewhere else in the world or maybe even outside the world.

Did I mean so much to someone?

But how come?

I felt chills running through my spine and pulse quicken.

Do we feel for each other?

Or am I overthinking?

Do I have something for him buried deep down in my heart?

Am I in love with him?

Did he feel the same way round?

Or does he just consider me as a friend who changed his life? 

All these thoughts were fighting with their own respective voices within me when my little brain spoke up.

Didn't you hear, he doesn't trust love anymore.

I let a few moment pass but then my heart was saying something else, it was having positive vibes and hope.

Only a true love can destroy that thought. Love is everywhere, in the air, on the land, deep down in the ocean to the orbits of the Earth. Love is where we all stand and only love can create trust and destroy hate.

“Love always wins.” I murmured to myself.