I took the handkerchief from him and wiped my nose, then he helped me stand on my feet, and held me by the waist. I was looking into his eyes, I didn't want to ask him any questions or say anything to him, in silence of our heart, all that was not said, could be understood with the way our eyes was longing for each other.He brought his phone out and played a song, then he started tapping his finger to the song. It was funny, I didn't know he loves music, but his kind of music, isn't really the type I love to listen to, even though I heard some that I love from his collections.I love the fact that he didn't ask me why I was crying, and he is only interested in making me smile, because if he had asked me, I don't think I would have been able to lie to him." I heard you are a good dancer huh? He whispers into my ears and I only smiles."I don't want to dance". I replied to him and he refused, pulling me into his arms and swinging me around. You wouldn't know how much I can dance, if
I thought they were going to leave, but I was surprised, when Ariana, spoke."We are all going to eat at home then. We are willing to eat the food made by you Darius". She says laughing at him like he doesn't know how to cook."Rina, you sound like you don't think he can cook". I asked and she chukkled."Well that is because I don't think he can, since I have known him, he has never even boiled water before". She says, but Darius didn't seem moved by it, for he says." A king is not recognize in his home town, but since you are all eating here, no problems, but first, I need to ask Myles if there are any preferences so that I know what I am doing, for I would not want to have a life threatening issue in my hand". Darius says and that sounded as though he was mocking Myles, which I didn't like, and would not take it from him. I watch Ariana, who is supposed to support her man, also laughing at such dry jokes, and I had to speak up, especially when I noticed that Myles was not smiling
"Hey! I said, almost as though I was whispering and he looked up at me, and then looked back down to what he was doing, which was playing with the hibiscus."You know, this is my favorite too". He says and I nodded. He planted the flower there, because he knows it's my favorite."Yes I know. I didn't like it before, but somehow you made me fall inlove with it. I mean, the way you take care of the flower garden in the main compound and how they started to blossom afterwards, shows that anything can be beautiful, as long as it is well cared for". He seem happy hearing me say that, he sat up and then turned to me."Why are you always so nice to me? He asked and I smiles. This time I was not thinking of what could or could not happen I have given up on believing that he could ever say anything towards the direction I am hoping he would."You are my best friend Myles, the best thing that has ever happened to me, and if I am to come back to this world a million times, I would still want t
Weeks had passed since that night, and life at school resumed its usual rhythm.Myles and I, never broached the subject again, though I hoped he would initiate the conversation. But as time went on, it remained untouched and our interactions became infrequent.Despite my lingering feelings, I found solace in the companionship of Darius, who kept me occupied. Our study sessions were frequent, though at times, he would want to end it with an intimate mood or conversation, still his presence at my place filled the gaps, leaving little room to cross paths with Myles, despite our close proximity.While ensuring Darius was taken cared of, I didn't neglect my duties towards Myles, I cooked for him daily, as I would not want him eating anything that would hurt him.However, as I sat alone in my room, Darius barged In, looking tense. His intrusion surprised me, considering we had just seen eachother a few hours prior.Seating himself nearby, he abruptly changed the TV channel to sport, without
I was thinking that Myles would notice that I was hurt, but somehow, he is the one that looks hurt. I couldn't stand seeing him so pained, he was holding on to his stomach, that I became so worried for him."What is the problem, I asked, walking towards him to grab his hands. He looks like he would fall, if he is not held close. He placed one of his hands on my waist, as I help him get in."I don't know, I don't feel so well". He says, and as soon as I heard that, I thought of so many things, all at the same time."What did you eat? I asked, helping him inside the house, I made him relax on the soft couch, I removed his foot wears, and started to unbutton his shirt, I wanted to stop myself half way, because seeing that much of his body, might just bring back all the feelings I thought I had overcome, but for his sake, I had to, go on, I twisted the last button, then pressed on his stomach and he let out a loud scream."Did you eat something you were not supposed to eat? I asked and
His mother came out, and was pretending to be brave. I could tell, that she had been crying, who would hear such a thing and not cry, she saw tears In my eyes and started blinking her eyes in a bit to send back her own tears, that had started forming bubbles around her eyes, but off course, when the heart is too heavy with heart ache, whatever type, it may not be able to hold itself back, it will pour it all out, through that little passage, which happens to be the eyes.A tear found it way down her cheek and she immediately wiped it, then she reached out to her handbag, and brought out her eyeglass, which she immediately put on. She went to a corner to explain to my mother what it is that was said, hoping that I wouldn't hear. I was a bit far from where they both stood, but I heard my mother say."Kiara should not know this. His mother was quiet, but my mother wasn't, her worry was on me, finding out. She won't be able to handle it". She added. That was true, I don't know how to h
I was seriously trying to shake the gloom of what is happening with Myles out of my thought and the fact that he has refused to even open his eyes since he was brought in.Somehow I feel he could hear voices, and he could tell the people in the room, so he decided that leaving his eyes closed, is the best option for him.At some point, I even started thinking that she was loosing it. On the day Myles finally opened his eyes, I was alone with him in the room, others had left me alone, saying they had to do one thing or the other, but I just cannot leave him all in the name of going back to school. Though I would want to keep up a good grade, I could never get a good grade, with my best friend in the hospital.I soon started feeling like I was depressed.I already know the feeling of depression, they include, feeling of hopelessness, difficulty concentrating, irritability, tearfulness, and loss of interest. I could try to tell myself that I am fine, and I do not need to think that
By the time I got back inside the room, Myles was surrounded, there were so many persons there at the same time, that I started to wonder just how long I stayed out, for me to have missed something. The nurses were there with different first aid tools, Darius and Ariana were also there, looking like the world has turned in on them. I pushed my way through the crowd, and found out that he was been resuscitated, with the doctor, pressing hard on his chest."What happened? I asked his mother who was there, crying. This time, she was not trying to be all tush, she was scared, she was worried, just like every other person.I started panting, I became really worried. My friend was dying and there is nothing I could do about it.Finally he was stabilized, and the doctor left him, with the nurses that surrounds him, they also started leaving him one after the other. Soon it was just me, his mother and Ariana, that were around crying.I didn't want to cry. I have had enough negative imaginati