Venessa

Chapter 41

Happy.

I was more than happy, for us. For her.

Priscilla got promotion today. Now, she'll be the one to boss around, instead of getting bossed. I'm so happy for her, cause she deserve all of it. She worked so hard, late at nights, for this post and finally she got it. She was so happy that, I could practically see her face glowing.

I knew one thing for sure, that she loved her job and reputation, more than anything in this world.

Even if, I felt a little bit insecure but, I still loved her dedication towards her job. She actually enjoyed herself, doing it. And a smile crept on my face as, I thought about her beautiful smile.

Suddenly, the cold wind brushed past my cheek and I shivered. I got up from the chair, on which I sat, in the balcony and started, heading inside. It was end of November, snowy and chilly, practically  everywhere. I got inside, sliding the glass door behind me. And got settled on the couch, cuddling myself, under the thin blanket.

Little over a month has passed, since her birthday and we were still struggling, together. I mean, our relationship has been on and off, very often. And I could tell that, this was because, the work load she had. She had been really busy, grumpy and sensitive, this past month. Mostly, ignoring me but, I understood it & tried to give her as much as space, as possible.

I was their with her, whenever she wanted something. Whether, it maybe a hot cup of coffee at midnight, or cuddles. Steamy nights or bad days, I had her back. And I loved, supporting her cause finally, she was successful in whatever, she wanted to do.

I didn't feel any warmer under the thin blanket, I was currently in, as the sun completely disappeared from the sky. So, I decided in making myself some hot chocolate.

I got up from my place and went to the kitchen, to make some.

Priscilla had been, gone with her friends for some drinks, to enjoy her success. I wanted to ask, if I could join but, decided against it. Because, they still don't know about our relationship. I definitely understood one thing about Priscilla, that she wasn't someone, to show off her dating life in public. And even if I felt bad, I respected her decision.

Finally after, pouring myself a cup full of my favorite, I walked upstairs, to our room. I often thought, about the completely opposite personalities, we have. From handling people around us, to our food preferences. For example, hot chocolate. She certainly doesn't like it. According to her, It's too 'childish drink' for her.

I still remember, the last time I enjoyed, sharing this cup of sweetness, with a person.

Sasha.

It's been a few days over a year, since that night. The night that changed my world forever. The night I was raped. It was the date, I never want to repeat in my life, ever again. Yet, it was there, to haunt me.

On that day, I wanted someone beside me. To hold me, hug me, tell me I was okay, that nothing else will ever go wrong. But, I was all alone, in this apartment. Replaying the horrifying memories and crying myself to sleep. I expected her to be close but, she wasn't. She was busy.

Sometimes, I really wonder, what my life would've been, if I would've never stepped out of the house that night.

Probably now, I'd be returning home, with Sasha, from our long drives. Waving joyfully at Kevin & Tamara. I'd hold him tightly, as we rode along on his bike. He'd stop in front of my home and would kiss me goodbye, asking to meet again tomorrow. I agree and would go inside the house, to find her smiling at me. Mom.

I miss her more than anything.
I miss everything. I just don't know, why the universe has to be so cruel? They took her away from me, so early.