Continued Silence

Thirteen : a gilded butterfly with fragile heart

5th November, 2011

The dream that I kept having, of being free like an incredible bird in azure sky, it did become true. Before her, I used to be a locked-up person in my little maze. I didn't feel or believed anything until she came and showed me that love could change the way you were. Being with her, my heart always flew recklessly free.
My sky was her sky and her ocean was my ocean.
She came and wiped my soul clean and all of the sudden I knew all the secrets of the universe.

I opened my only window in the morning and it was snowing outside. The roads were blocked. The scene looked so peaceful and quiet. The warm smoke from the chimneys was rising up in the cold air of November. That was best part of winters: warm cocoa inside while cold snowflakes outside.

All that snow meant that no school that day. I went downstairs and my little family was doing breakfast. The smell of hot chocolate refreshed me.
"Looks like no school today" Chris said, almost excited.
I turned on the news that announced that due to blockage of roads all schools would remain closed.
"Florida is always bursting with snow." My mum spoke, as she took a sip from her coffee.
I sat with her on the living room couch. Our house smelled perfectly fine: warm chocolate mixed with cheddar cheese and soft loaft. Well, except for the smell of cigarettes or pipe of my dad that I incredibly missed.

I went into my room, sat on my bed while checking my phone: three missed calls from Grace.
I immediately called her back.
She picked up right after the second bell.
She almost whispered, and it felt like we both were inches close,
"The leafless trees and crumbling snow
Where the hearts of us kept dancing
In the warm winter cold." . I could hear her crooked smile from the phone.
I replied,
"Um, hey!"
There was silence, followed by few short breaths, until she said,
"Oh right. That's how we start a conversation. Hi."
"So how are---" I was about to say something when she cut me off.
"Wanna come over at my home?"
I really liked the idea. I wanted to spend every moment with her, to make every moment last.
I said,
"Sure. See you then."
"And don't forget to wear that ball-on-the-top cap. You look bloody cute." She said while laughing.
I rolled my eyes and ended the call.

Whenever we talked on phone, it felt like a third space in which only we could visit. Our small but special space. As if, we were on the other side, and the world was on the other.

I fished into my drawer and took that black stone that she loved and made a bracelet with it. That was the least I could do for her in return for a big, life-changing miracle.

I went downstairs where mum was reading her book while Chris watching t.v.
"Going to Grace's home. Will be back soon." I told them before they could ask.
Mum nodded a little and went back to her book, and Chris's eyes were still glued to the t.v, watching "Friends."
I opened the door and let the cold air in. The snow had almost stopped. I could see some children building snowman effortly as if they were creating a masterpiece.
The first time when I built a snowman was years ago. I remember me and William made it together in his front lawn. We loved it so much that we didn't destroy it for days until the sun itself did. Me and William had played with it so much that after he (at that time it was a HE for us) melted, we cried alot. Her mum told us to make a new one but we didn't as we wanted ours back. We even named it bluie.

How idiotic I used to be. No doubt, I still was an idiot.
I laughed at my own lame joke while ringing her bell.
She opened it immediately as if she had been waiting for me and jumped in my arms. I hugged her tight until her dad came. I felt myself blushing and quickly let go of her.
"Um Hi." I said to him while entering inside, my face still red as if I'd been caught drinking in the church.
"Hey little hero." He said and I blushed even harder.
Before things could get more awkward, Grace grabbed my arm and lead me upstairs.