DIAMOND KEYS

TWENTY-THREE

I just sat in the kitchen watching mum and Nathan trying to make dinner.

“What happened?” mum asked Nathan in a whisper.

“She broke up with Logan.” he whispered back. Mum turned to face me immediately.

“Is that true?” I nodded.

“But . . . but why?”

“Mum he wants to leave. He’s going to London.” I looked at Nathan before I continued. “He said he wants to go for some sort of racing training or something like that.”

“And you broke with him?”

“Yes, he was talking about a long distance relationship but I paid that no attention.”

“Why?”

“He is so selfish mum. Why now? Why now when Claire is gone? We are supposed to stick together. Claire had wished that for us, mum.”

“What if the opportunity just came? See darling, it’s what he loves to do. Okay let’s say you were called to do something you love so much wouldn’t you go?”
    
I placed my gaze on Nathan when I spoke “No mum, I won’t go, especially when I know that it will hurt the people I love.”
    
Mum understood what I was doing and quickly brought my attention back to her. “You should have accepted his distance relationship offer. At least you guys would get to talk, video chat and stuffs like that.”

I shook my head at mum. “You don’t get me mum, do you? Video chatting and calling aren’t enough for me. What if I need a shoulder to cry on? Just like Claire. She’s gone mum.” The tears were flowing down my cheeks now. “She’s…she’s ...” I closed my eyes and forced myself to say the word “She’s dead.” I finally said and mum rushed to hug me. “Oh mum, Claire’s dead. I can’t hug her anymore and just when I’m trying to get over it, Logan wants to do the same.”
    
Mum squeezed me in her arms “Baby, Logan is not dying. There is a difference between him and Claire.”

“No mum, there isn’t, at all.” I separated myself from her and looked at Nathan. Then, I realized how much I hated London. How much I hated that country that kept on taking the people I love. What is it about that place? I had lived there for close to the first thirteen years of my life and I hadn’t seen anything that was so special enough to make people give up on those who loved them just to be there.
“I’ll be upstairs mum.” I said and walked out of the kitchen.

“Make sure you come down early for dinner. I wouldn’t want to stress myself to come up to call you and don’t you go crying in your room!” Mum yelled.

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