I told him about my nightmares. I told him about graveyard. I told him about Jon Charles. I told him about everything, every pain, every emotion I was feeling those past few days. However, what I didn't tell him was my encounter with a strange guy today in college parking lot.
He just sat there, on my bed, listening to my rants and looking at me with so much care. I kept my voice low to ensure no one else listens to it. However it became incredibly difficult to contain my self and I started crying.
"Hey, Em. Don't cry." Matt said coming close to me. He kept his palm on my shoulders to support me.
"Why don't you tell your parents about it?" he asked after I calmed down.
"About what? My nightmares? It's just a nightmare. It'll be silly of me to tell them about it"
"What about Jon Charles? Tell them about him."
"He is Misa's fiancée. I can't do that to Lisa and her family."
"And let Misa marry a molester like him? What is wrong with your judgement?" he said annoyingly
"I.. I.. I just can't. Maybe I am not brave enough to do so." I told him avoiding his eyes.
"Hey Emma, you need to do it. And what is there to be scared off. I will support you. Look at me." he pushed my chin so that I can make eye contact with him.
"He tried to do it today. He will try again tomorrow and what if one day he succeeds? Not with you, maybe with another girl, maybe with Misa?" he questioned me. His eyes never leaving mine.
I knew what he was saying was absolutely correct but I didn't had the courage to come forward.
" Just do it. Okay?" he asked me, left my chin and came closer to me. In a hug like motion, he pulled me towards him and held me lightly. I too leaned into his chest. We sat there for some time.
"Okay. I will do it. The first thing in morning." I told him leaning away from him.
"That's my girl." he smiled brightly at me.
"So? Should I leave or should I ahem.. Stay?" he asked itching his back of neck.
I seriously wanted him to stay but was it reasonable? What if my parents saw him the morning in my room? Also there is this question, are we going to share the bed if he stays!!
" A..... A.... Do you, do you want to leave?"
"No" the reply came almost instantly.
"Well then you need to sneak out really early in the morning." I warned him.
"That's not a problem." he smiled leaving me and maintaining a respectable distance between us.
"Where will I sleeping though?" he asked.
"Obviously on the bed. It is big enough to accommodate both of us. And also I don't mind sharing it." although the prospect of sharing my bed with him did make me feel weird.
He quickly shoved off his shoes and socks and jumped on the other side of the bed and lies down making himself comfortable. He looked contented
"Matt, I am sorry but I heard your and G's conversation.
" What. Oh. Em look I am sorry. I don't... " he said hurriedly.
" It's fine Matt. I just don't understand why she said that. She didn't even see me. "
" I have no idea Emma. She hasn't acted like this in so many years and she was all healthy and fine few days ago. You remember the day, you passed out at the graveyard?"
"Yeah" I replied remembering the whole incident.
"That same night, something happened to her. She started blabbering in her sleep, she was shivering like mad. I got so scared. I covered her with blankets and adjusted the room temperature. Next day I took her to the doctors but they said she is fine. She is not and I know that. "
"What did the doctors say?" I asked placing my hand on his.
"Old age." he replied blatantly.
"and when you came, she started shivering like that again. I just don't know what happened and so I decided to take you away from her. I am sorry Emma. That was rude I know"
"I told you, it's all right. Take care of her. But her words were so cryptic."
"Exactly, It didn't made any sense. Let's see what happens. I'll talk to her tomorrow." he said placing both his hands below his heads. He continued to look at the ceiling for quite a long time and I continued looking at his face, admiring every thing.
" You are smiling. " he said looking at me. Oh my God, caught in the act.
" Oh no.. I.. No" he started laughing.
"shssssssh. Someone will hear you laughing."
"Oh yeah, sorry." I laid down at his side, maintaining a respectable distance between our bodies and covered myself with the same blanket. I could feel the heat from his body. It had been so long, I have been this close to some guy.
Matt turned towards me my and supported his body on his elbow.
"Em.. What about you? Have you thought about moving on? Have you considered this option of dating someone new, loving someone again?" he asked looking straight into my eyes, reading every emotion that were swirling in mine.
"No. I can't" I told him after a pregnant pause and I looked away.
He shifted closer to me and took my face in his free hand, forcing me to look into his eyes.
"Why?" he asked so softly as of he was scared of scarring me away.
"I don't know" I replied in the same tone.
"You always have this option of trying."
"But Matt, I am such a mess. I don't want to burden anyone with it."
"That's not burdening. Everyone have their fare share of sadness. It's common. Try. Atleast once."
"Yeah, and who would be glad to love a broken heart of mine. Who would be ready to take my burden of pain. Who would love me enough to make me forget my past?" I asked sarcastically.
In reply he said the thing, I never imagined. His reply turned my world upside down. It threw me off the way. It made me feel the strangest I had felt recently.
He said," I would."
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