The Crails

Three.

Drew's POV

I stared at her while she was mending my injuries. Even if I squint my eyes, I can barely see her face clearly. By the looks of it, she's a very thoughtful person. I can tell by how her eyes examines my bruises and cuts. She caresses my wounds carefully, clearly, not wanting to hurt me. The alcohol stings on my cuts causing me to flinch.

"Sorry," She softly says. She grabs a new piece of cloth, dipping it into the water and twisted it into a knot. I ignored the stinging pain, reminding myself that i have more important things to do, like, asking this girl a question I always wanted to ask.

"Who are you?" I whispered as I touch her hand.

"No! Don't touch me." She flinched. Afraid as if I'm a criminal. That I might hurt her. I have no intention on attemping to harm her.

"Thank you for saving my life" I told her, trying to relieve her from uneasiness.

"Leave this place as soon as possible. Don't try to find me." Still, she was uneasy. It was as if she was scared of something, someone. I don't know.

I stared at her, same as she did with me. We looked at each other's eyes. I have this sudden urge to go nearer. What was wrong with me? Our faces were close, closer...

I opened my eyes, panting. I am in need of air. I need to breathe. I looked around and I saw familiar things. I was in my room.

"It keeps coming back. Why? What does this mean? Why does it keep coming back?" I murmured to myself quietly.

I looked at my wristwatch to check the time. 7:30 pm . I wonder where my mom went. I took my phone and dialed my mothers number.

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"Hey"

"Where are you? Did you eat already?" Because I haven't haha.

"I went to the market to buy fruits and lost my oscar but I found him now. I'm on my way home. And no I didn't eat yet so please prepare food I'm bringing someone home." My mother giggled.

"Who-..." before I could ask she suddenly ended the call. Why would mom bring someone home? Odd.

I quickly cut the fish that I caught this morning into 3 and cooked my mom's favorite dish.

After a few minutes I heard the car's honks signalling my mom's arrival. I quickly placed the plates on our dinning table and went out to help my mother.

"Come along now trixie. It's cold out there." My mom smiled to the random girl. Once the girl named Trixie, I suppose stepped in to the room, my jaw dropped all of a sudden just by the sight of the mysterious girl I'm looking right now.

Always and forever.

Always and forever. Always and...forever. A familiar voice rang into my head. What does this mean? I turned my attention back to Trixie.

"It's Kashel, ma'am." She chuckles lightly, correcting my mom in a polite way. The way her cheeks blush and her dimples pop when she laughs. Her features is so familiar. She's just simply....gorgeous.

Kashel's POV

I don't know why but my heart is pounding so fast when we reached Mrs. O'Brien.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when the car stopped infront of a simple yet classy house. Oh my gosh. 'Why am I even nervous?" I whispered to myself.

"Wereee heeeeere!!" Mrs. O'Brien sang while taking her basket beside her and hopping out of the car. I followed and went behind the car.

"Let me help you with that ma'am." I took the plastic bags out of the trunk.

"If you please.Thank you." I smiled back in return.

I was so busy examining the house that I didn't notice that Mrs. O'Brien already went inside the house.

"Come along now trixie! It's cold out there." Mrs. O'Brien called out.

I chuckled lightly and answered her "It's kashel ma'am" My eyes scanned around the house. The walls were painted white designed with bricks. Until..

"Always and forever" He whispered sweetly into my ear and planted a quick peck on my ear before drifting off to sleep.

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