𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓭 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝔂 𝓢𝓴𝔂...🖌‌

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ: ʜɪꜱ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ

I opened my laptop ,with my coffee looked at sky and smiled before starting the work which I forced myself to do with a long sigh.

"I never knew my mind would force me to do this. Anyways , I pity my readers. Let's start~" I said and let out a dramatic chuckle.

I started:
'I am going to narrate some events of my days past. Then I was more lively, more youthful and more daring. I still remember the day I first met him near the mountain spring . He had a behavior of a wild deer in him.

I had hazy memories when I ran out of my house and heading to the mountain spring which was my favorite place, and the only place where I could be left alone .

It went like this,

"Huh I just hate them , they never try to understand me and what I want , let me just grow up and I'll run away as fast as possible from that dreadful house" I mumbled to myself and cursed those who call themselves 'parents', while tears were dripping from my eyes and I walked while wiping them .

A short walk I reached that beautiful place where I could stay forever , I sat there looking at the spring and tried to reduce my childish pain and no sooner I heard a voice, a boy's voice a husky and deep one.

He cried from the back ," Hey , what are you doing here? and why are you crying?"

I ignored him so as to not start a conversation and the voice again said," C'mon speak up."

That made me mad even more and I shot him a glare and said sternly, " You don't have to know and better mind your business and let me mind mine."

He chuckled and said again,"Woah I see someone's really mad but sitting here like a dummy won't help , girl."

To that statement I replied," Yes I am mad and cross and I would like to be left alone for a time without any disturbance."

He didn't say anything but instead of leaving the place he just sat beside me and I noticed his face , he was around my age with handsome brown eyes and brown curls over his forehead . He was wearing a thin pair of bronze colored sweatshirt with some straight fitted black pants. Silence evoked, assumptions that the boy had left already but I was wrong .

The husky voice reached my ears again this time quite close to me and said,"Not till you tell me the reason for crying ."

This time I already had anger boiling and sadness filled inside naive heart causing me to almost yelled at him,"Just why ? You don't even know me,so for the last time LEAVE ME ALONE !"

He kind of seemed off guarded by my sudden outburst but didn't seem much affected and only kept asking questions rather say annoying me more and as for me I kept ignoring his presence near.

Somehow his presence and closeness near my ear made me nervous and I moved a bit away from him and he kept coming closer.

Sick of him I just got up and started to walk away but that dude ain't leaving me so quick.

The further I walked, he kept running and at a point of time I stopped because I felt a strong grip on my wrist , I did not dare to turn because I knew who the owner would be. I tried to free my hand but felt as if the grip on my wrist became stronger and a small pain was tinkling.

I heard his voice nearer and a voice said almost whispered, " Running away won't help perhaps you can't ."

This send shivers down my spine and that moment I had to turn perhaps I did and met with his dark gaze with mine and he let go of my hand and said," We'll meet again , so see you again , oh you're name?"
I almost whispered ,"Sara." And surprisingly he heard my timid voice and started walking away.

As soon he left out of my sight , I just ran as fast as my legs could go as if some zombie or some of that kind was chasing me .

I reached home but before my foot could touch the floor I thought ," Should I go in? What if they shout again ?" I just gained up the courage and walked in and felt the happiest kid just to not find my mom and dad at home but I didn't trot around the house and just went straight to my room and as I reached I jumped on my bed grabbed my dear and most beloved friend, a book because I was the lonely kid and introverted and didn't like socializing much hence books , music were my only mates. Association with actual people who talk, stand , walk was scary to me.

Its not like I wasn't happy to not have any social interaction it was because I preferred it.

Somehow that anonymous boy's words were stuck in my mind and that triggered me,"Running won't help and perhaps I couldn't?What could that mean? Does he know me somehow but how?"

Many questions were taking birth in my mind , anyways I just shrugged off my thoughts, he was just an acquaintance but my mind was denying it ," You know what Sara STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM! let's enjoy the Max And Shannon for now.."

After a good one or two hour, I closed the book while smiling like an idiot because Max and Shannon finally FREAKING finally confessed to each other ..

But deep down the anonymous's words did not leave my mind.

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Sara ;)