𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘, 𝘥. 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺

unwanted legacy 2

[ taste of the sequel which you'll find on my page ]

" the summer after. "

A TALL PILE OF UNREAD LETTERS HAD COVERED THE CABINET BY THE FRONT DOOR. Although she was fully aware of it being there she walked past it without sparing it a glance, just leaving it to collect even more dust. An uncleaned kitchen used to make her anxious, but now it felt more home than ever.

No, the truth is that she was afraid. She didn't dare to move anything because it would remove the only things left that remained the same after everything that had gone down last year. The only thing she had done this summer was reading books and learning how to play chess, and he was a good tutor. When Lauren was about to shed a tear as she was reminded of the reality, he was there to make her laugh. He had always been good at that.

"Good morning," she greeted him as she walked downstairs just as the sun had lightened up the house.

"Slept well?" He asked from the couch.

"I did, and you?"

"Want to play some chess?" He asked instead of answering her, but she didn't even notice. She did also not notice the many untouched meals that had gathered on his side of the table, neither the glasses of water on the tables around him.

"Always," she smiled and sat down in the armchair opposite the coffee table. Lauren picked up the chess set from underneath and on her own placed the white and black figures out on their positions. "You go first."

"No, let me be a gentleman. You go first," he said and gave her a wide smile.

She shrugged, "alright." Without thinking much she moved one of her black pawns two steps forward. It was simple, and his move was as well as he also moved a pawn two steps forward. The game went on for at least one hour and they only shared small conversations about the weather or destroying each other's ego with insults.

A loud frown left his mouth as she once again had wiped out his King and Queen, it caused a satisfied grin to linger on her lips and she leaned back in the armchair. "I win again!"

"It's fine, I know I'd win anyway if you weren't cheating."

"I'm not! I'm just a natural."

"I doubt it." 

"Cedric, you can be so annoying sometimes. Want some breakfast?"

Her brother declined and lean back into the couch watching out the window and embraced the strong sunlight coming through it. Lauren stood up and grabbed a red apple from the kitchen before returning back into the living room, staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" She asked.

He shrugged his shoulders, "nothing. And you?"

"Nothing," she whispered as she looked at him. His hazel curls rested over his forehead and his shirt was still perfectly white even though he had been wearing it for days now. "I'm looking at nothing."

One blink and he was erased from her vision. The couch was empty now, and the untouched dishes tried to remind her but she closed her eyes, inhaled, opened them, and she forced her mind to see him there. 

Once again her brother was at the couch, not saying anything but he was breathing. The imagination she had created and twisted to make herself believe it was real, it made her heartbeat normal and it felt as if it opened her airways making it a bit easier to breathe.

If she for more than a second returned to reality and felt her lonely broken heart her it would crush her sanity and tear her heart even further apart.

. . .