Your Beloved Jerk

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Lyra: A small constellation in the night sky.

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"I need you to report me everything and by everything I mean every single detail." He ordered, authority dripping from his voice.

"Heard." They both said in unison.

"Hmm." He said and gestured them to leave.

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"Hi! I'm Lyra! I just moved in here." I greeted the old woman, really beautiful, probably in her 60s, sitting in her garden.

"Lyra! What a beautiful name, dear! Come sit with me!" She said in a motherly tone.

"Yes, sure!" I said as I sat beside her in a chair.

"Would you like some tea? Here, have some. It's jasmine tea." And she handed me the cup.

"Thank you, Mrs. ...?"

"Blossom."

"Thank you, Mrs. Blossom. Here, I brought these for you." I gave her the lilies I got for her.

"Oh! Lovely! These are really beautiful, just like you!" She said happily, pinching my chin slightly.

"That's really sweet of you! Thank you!" I felt my eyes slightly welling up. I looked away. After all, it's been so long since anyone had complimented me.

"Oh, dear! Is anything wrong? You can talk to me!" Mrs. Blossom said, concern lacing her tone.

"Nothing much." I tried to wipe the tears off as fast as I can.

Oh look, Lyra! Look at the mess you've made! Damn it!

Thinking to myself, I sipped the jasmine tea from the cup.

Can you blame me, though? Mrs. Blossom has that really caring nature, just so warm.

"It was really nice meeting you Mrs. Blossom. You're really sweet. I'm sure we can have great time together. But I have to leave now. My brother's gonna be home soon." I said getting up.

"Sure, dear!" She said and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back.

I went back to my house slowly. My footsteps felt very heavy. I could feel my eyes welling up again. I try to bring myself to wipe them but I couldn't. Mrs. Blossom's house is just next to ours but the distance feels really long right now.

Finally, when I get to my house, I storm inside and lock myself in the bathroom.

What is all this!? What has my life become!? I wish that summer wouldn't have happened! I wish they would've stayed back instead of visiting my aunt! I wish my parents were alive!

I stayed there for a while and cried my heart out.

I've been keeping my emotions buried for so long now. It's just so hard to keep them like that when someone's so nice to you.

Later that night, at the dinner table, I was alone. Hunter, my brother, was late, as usual.

I didn't even bother to wait for him because I knew he wouldn't like that I haven't had dinner just because of the fact that he was late.

I changed into my pjs and went straight to bed.

I was almost drifting off to sleep when I heard some noise coming from downstairs.

I woke myself up a little bit to listen to what was going on.

I heard Hunter blabbering something stupid to himself. I just assumed he's drunk. Nothing new.

So I went back to sleep. Except, now I was wide awake and couldn't sleep.

I grabbed a book from my nightstand and started reading. I don't know when, but I fell asleep.

All of a sudden, I felt as if someone's calling my name from downstairs, a really soothing voice. I went into the living room and saw no one there.

"Lyra!" The voice said again.

It felt as if the voice was coming from outside the door. I went outside and I saw a car.

I stood there holding the door, knowing the car belonged to my dad. I could see my mom and dad in the front seats.

But this isn't possible, is it?

I forgot everything and started running towards the car.

"MOM! DAD!"

I'd almost reached them when they took off. I saw them speeding up and... the road now looked like a highway. My dad's car was speeding up and it went a little off control.

He tried to overtake the huge truck in front of them and... the truck and my dad's car made a loud noise and caused smoke and fire as they crashed into each other.

I was left there stunned. Slowly, the realization dawned upon me. I screamed out loud and then...

I woke up. Screaming and panting and crying.

This is too much! I can't handle it! I can't keep my emotions buried inside me!

And I kept silently sobbing, gasping for air the whole night under the covers. Because I knew that no one is going to be with me, that no one is going to help me no matter how desperately I need it because I'm alone and that's how it's going to be for the rest of my life.