Chapter 6: Memories /ˈmɛm(ə)ri/

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I sighed a little goodbye to my once upon a time calm days , more like boring.

All I could think about was a stranger who's name I didn't even know. Does that make me rude? Well he didn't ask mine either did he ?

Argh okay let me finish this assignment. If I can just stop thinking for a second .

Next thing , my phone was flung across the room out of frustration. I was a second from pulling the hairs off my head ... "why can't I just stop thinking " I wailed out

I took a break and went to the kitchen , there was a beautiful aroma of what I identified as my dads apple pie . I'm still surprised I don't roll down the Hallway at the amount of food I eat with dad's cooking.

"Hey strong man , your delicious aromas are crying out for me to devour them " I said to my dad jokingly

"I just finished the apple pie , we will be eating in a minute. Just set up the table for me quickly" he said with a big smile on his face . I've never seen anyone genuinely happy in the kitchen. Somehow it reminds him of mom because they use to love cooking together.

Mom left us when I was nine . I remember her so vividly like it was just yesterday. She had the most exquisite smile and dad says I have her smile . She had hazel eyes and beautiful dark skin . Mom was an adventurer , she broke every rule there ever was. She loved handiwork like me . She had a knack for building little projects that add so much life to a room , just like she did .. she was loud music and dancing! She had a very beautiful singing voice that put me to bed every night .. most of the time my family was weirdly shunned because it was believed that my father was unable to ' tame ' her . He loved and hated it , sometimes the influence got the better of him and he tried to tell her to tone it down , but he learned to let her blossom in her passion without holding her back ... it certainly wasn't even up to him much because she was going to fly anyway ... and he didn't want to be left with just feathers in his hands

Age was starting to show on my dad ... with with hair turning grey and the lines on his eyes deepening.. but he seemed like a genuinely happy man , having made the wise decisions towards people he mostly cared about . Till this day he still celebrates over the fact that he let mama spread her wings , she left young but she lived a full life , and did everything she loved , unrestrained.

I was starring at him as he took out the pie from the oven , a tear rolled out my eye .

This man meant the world to me . He was all I had and I was all he had . He's given me more than I could've ever needed and a best friend too.

He came over and as I connected eyes with him he looked worried

"Nahi , what is wrong my beautiful?"
I was wiping away the tears in my eyes and I pulled a wide smile on my face

" tears of Joy strong man , I'm just overwhelmed by my realizations ."

"And what could those be?" He asked with so much curiosity in his tone.

"You've been so good to me , you make it so easy to live without mama." Another tear rolled down my cheek

" oh Nahi , you know she's irreplaceable, I only try." He said but I could see the glimmer in his eyes of tears threatening to flow.

"You're selling yourself short . You sir , have made me the happiest girl alive . I miss her but you make up for her absence with all your love , not to mention the delicious food." I was trying to lighten up the mood . Though I meant every word .

Thank you Nzuri , you're my everything, she left me with you ." He smiled through his words

I smiled back and we settled and ate in serene silence , reminiscent of the beautiful life we've had pre and post Mama's presence.

After clearing up the table I was packing up my back pack to go back to the little house up the hill . . I had headphones on with the loudest volume . All this was for me to try and not think much about you know who .

I had this depth to him where I now knew his face so well because I can't get his picture out of my mind and his voice is so familiar like I've been hearing it every day, thank to the constant replay of our short encounter. I rolled my eyes .

So much for trying to not think about him . Thinking about not thinking about him , turns out to be just as good as thinking about him . What a tongue twister.

Jasmin would laugh so hard if she knew what was in my head .

I headed out to bid my father and ran up the hill . There was no one on the road today , how weird!

I arrived faster than usual and unpacked my back pack. I had to get my hammock done today .

Distinct whistles

I whistled when I worked or sang sometimes but this time it wasn't me .
I walked out the door to check who was passing by and boy do I regret that decision.

He was standing right in front of me . High messy bun and he had a piece of wild grass between his teeth . He wore a brown denim overall and he looked like he was just hunting or some other wild activity . His lips pulled up a bit in a small smile when he saw me and I was probably starring too much for comfort.

And then the silliest thing happened. I smacked the door shut right in his face . Call it whatever , I don't even know what was going on with me.

All I know is I was so aw struck that I didn't know the next best move and I just did whatever came to my impulses.

"Great job Nahi." I whispered to myself.

About a minute and some seconds passed and then I heard an exaggerated throat clearing . I snapped back to reality

"Oh snap" I swung the door open which caused me to realize how very sweaty my hand was . Mental note: do not offer a hand shake . " ah-hi !" I was about to stretch out my hand , having completely abandoned my mental notes but quickly retracted and took it to the back of my head and brushed up my hair.

"Hmmm" He said with amusement " you're definitely acting weird"

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