Those Memories I'll Remember : the different world

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

When I woke up I was in my bed. Without any blood, but tears in eyes. My heart wasn't hurting, but it was in mess. I wished this one to be a dream. But I knew that it wasn't. I was so scared. I was scared how he would be suffering. But I couldn't run from the things I was bond to. I had to live in my world as I m supposed to be. As I have lived this far. Nobody knows what happened to me or how things were going. I couldn't share this with someone; they would think me as crazy.

Somehow summer holidays had been started. But still it didn't made anything any better. I was lost all day in my own thoughts. 'He would be okay. He surely would be. There are Ethan and Mr.Ahn, they would have took care of him well. I don't have to worry.' As I thought I felt more at ease.

All day long that moment kept coming back on my head. How we slipped, how he saved me, our first hug sort of thing, how he risked himself to save me. It seemed a little cheesy but when it happened, my heart felt as if it sank. It was the first time I felt like this. A weird feeling was growing inside me. It was the opening of a new door. I sank into my thoughts as I thought more. I wanted to erase all those shimmering feeling that were emerging inside me. I knew it won't ever work between us, but it just felt right. Just too right. And I was floating over a lake of that righteousness. Even when I knew everything, nothing was in my control. And never was.

But then another incident struck my mind. It wasn't any less important but somewhat it didn't made me any better as much as the incident with Aaron made my heart relieved. Even at last we got hurt, it felt okay.

But that sound of Ethan's voice, when I heard it, I could feel how scared he was. We only met that day but we get along well. I was comfortable when I talked to him, sharing things with him was okay, I could say anything that I wished.

Every second felt like eternity as I waited for the stars to cover the sky. For me to sleep, and go back to that world. To meet them again.

And in all these thoughts, I forgot that there was my world that I had to live into. I can't run from there no matter what. But I was so into there. I was happy there. Everything was so nice. I wished to stay there forever and never to return. Never to wake up again and just dream all my life.

I was all alone the whole day. Sitting at a corner of my room. Thinking long. Anyone hardly noticed. And I was glad with that. Finally the day was over. But it didn't made any difference. It was a normal night. No matter how desperate I was to go there, when I woke up I was in my bed, like always. The whole night I was restless. Off-putting thoughts started to come on my head, 'what if because of that incident I won't be able to go back?'