Secrecy of Regrets

03 Untold Love story as Lullaby

03 Untold Love story as Lullaby

"Don't leave me Ethan!" she started mumbling in her half sleep state.

Wait. What? "Ethan!" – Last time I checked my name was Jiyana. And I didn't even get a chance to tell her my name.

Who is this Ethan person?

"Urghhh... I am in love with you since High school, you idiot. Why can't you know this simple thing you jerk!!!!" – Whoa!! He is the person she loves?! Her eyes are closed and she is just pouring her heart out and that to before me!! I know she'll regret this first thing in the morning. But now she needs someone to be there and what if she would do something horrible being alone in this scary house?

Okay... this is not the scary house but the dark night made it scary. Small night lamps in the house helped me a little though. I silently thank this girl to let the lamps on before she leaves the house. So I set on the floor beside bed holding her hand.

"You moron, stupid, idiot, handsome, cute, thick headed man... "What is this? A complement or insult??

"... I have loved you since the day I started to know the meaning of love. Why can't you get this fact even after these many years? Even zacky knows that I love you."

Who is this Zacky boy? I thought. But why do I think? Maybe it's his or her dog or something. Whatever...

"He will not force you until you understand it by yourself. Why me? Just Why I have to stick in this worse situation? Why me?" Charlotte kept talking whole night about her so amusing hidden love story. She told me every bit of her feeling. She told me everything and the times when her heart breaks into pieces seeing her so called love hooking up with every other girl.

This story telling served as lullaby for me though, because most of the things were going above my head or entering in one ear and escaping from other. I am too tired to respond to her, not that she knows I m there listening her love story. She is too drunk to notice my uninterested expressions.

I don't know when I fell asleep. But the surface is so cold and immediately I know that I fell asleep on the floor holding Charlotte's hand. She is still asleep. I think hangover does that to you, I m not sure though. I've never drink alcohol.

I sit straight and found that light is coming out of window directly on Charlotte's face but she don't even budge from her sleep. I headed to window to close the curtains. The morning scene outside Charlotte's house is so beautiful. I didn't get time last night to notice the surroundings. People are busy with their morning walk and newspaper. I went to the balcony of room and instantly hit by the fresh air. Birds chirping and vehicles' horns are mixed in the air. There is a Canal root passing by Charlotte's house after crossing the road. This place surely has some peace and might be the reason of me loving this city so much even though it's just one day of me coming here.

I returned to the room and open the door to the washroom as I expected it to be. I finished my morning rituals and came out of the washroom to only find the sleeping beauty slowly waking up. I just stand there to give her time to adjust from her sleeping state. She finally looked at me and I smiled at her and wished her a Good Morning but she seems confused or surprised?

"This is my house?" Seriously!!! She has to ask this first stupid question after waking up?

"I think this address is printed on visiting card of your new business???" It came out more like a question. Of course it came out like a question because she is asking about her whereabouts after waking up in her own home?

But after 2 minutes of working her precious brain, her eyes get twinkled.

"I will make cup of coffee for you. Where's the kitchen?" I asked her to escape for the room.

"It's... It's... Urghhh..." She held her head in her hands with tight grip. I think she has headache.

"It's okay. I'll find it by myself. You freshen up. I'll make your coffee before you know it!!" I just told her with fake enthusiasm as I don't know what to tell her. I was as clueless as her to start conversation. I thought coffee will help. Definitely it will.

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Hey wattpaders!!!

It was so hard to imagine the scenery of Amsterdam by sitting here in India. But Google made it easy for me. Being my first book, it is so close to me. I am trying to put my best efforts.

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