IN THE MIDST OF MY LOVE.

To witness love and to experience love, is quite different.I played the role of a witness while my mother experienced love, one received from my father. He was simply a man in love, not with the idea of love, but with the woman who introduced him to love. I recall the days of admiring how beautiful and easy, they made everything seem. Everything felt right with them and I, a few times so, desired to be the one to experience such love. In unfortunate turn of events, tragedy decided to knock at our door. It claimed the life of my father, separating us and leaving us in the cold. My mother seemed lost without her other half.The desire to better relate to her pain had overwhelmed me, so much so, because all I wanted was to offer more support and be a reliable source of comfort for her. The unhealthy mindset I had then, in the early days of fresh and raw pain while mourning, was strong, I admit to this. What amazed me through it all, was the way my mother noticed where where I was ment

~ Flashback~~' I want you to stay away from Will.' I blink at her, not sure if I heard right.' Mam?' ' I want you to stay away from my son, Milla. This, whatever it is that is between you two, it must end, today.' ' I don't understand.' I shake my head.' Okay.' She breathes out, before continuing, ' Look, my Will is a good boy, with good manners and is very friendly with everyone, but it doesn't mean that everyone must grow too familiar with him now. ' All I can do is silently look at her as I try to understand what she is trying to say here. Does she have a problem with me and Will hanging out?Or is she implying that I am a bad influence in his life?' This friendship, if you'd like to call it that, needs to end today. I wish to not see you around my home anymore.' ' Did I do something wrong, mam?' I ask, feeling really bad now.I am pretty sure that I never bothered the family, I've never asked for anything and rarely set my foot at the Myer household. Will and I have see

" Will you finally talk to your husband?"The audacity to say that.I'm on my feet now." You are no one to me." I say, turning around to face him." Are you sure about that?" He steps closer, decreasing the gap between us." Fine, we share a past. " I give in. " No, there's nothing there, only broken promises and betrayal." I continue on before picking up my glass and walking past him." You were my friend and you still remain my friend." I feel a tug on my arm, forcing me to face him yet again." Liam stop----" " Atleast you still call me the same." He comments.There's silence, there's eye contact, alot of eye contact that it feels almost impossible to look away now.His golden brown eyes are more golden, under the night sky, despite the lights around us. It's a little overwheming to define myself in this position yet again, where I'm at the receiving end of his stare.His gaze can be quite intense, the longer it lingers on you." You should have never came back." I pull my arm o

" Mom?!" I literally shove the hospital curtain aside, feeling impatient about seeing my mother.I sigh out in relief when I finally see her. The sight of her in a better condition than the last time she was here, eases me more. I look her over and am able to conclude that she only had hurt her foot. I can't fathom what I would have done, had she experienced sever damage due to the fall. No heavy injuries means that she can come home soon.She carried way too many things down the stairs and missed a step, causing the fall. I've always said to let me handle all that but with her stubbornness, it isn't easy to get my way.Had I been there, she wouldn't have had to do all that work alone." Milla, how are you here?" She asks in surprise, while receiving my embrace." I'm the one who called her, aunt, " Lia explains for me." Neil offered to bring me here." I also add, stepping aside so she can see him. It's been years, so I can understand the moments of silence she takes to just look a

" Milla...." " Tell me! He's here isn't he?" He better repeat what he said, so that I can confirm that both my ears heard right.He sighs before nodding. " Yes. Well, he's close and that alone is dangerous." " How do you know that is true?" I question, ignoring the dangerous part he mentioned." I just do, okay?" He sighs. " I have sources okay." " Are you making up stories to cover up for the fact that you had no other reason, for breaking your promise to me?" " Milla!" He nearly shouts, sounding offended. " I wouldn't lie about this." All I do is to stare at him. I don't know if I should believe all of this right now. What if he is making up ------" I was just talking to your dad, I didn't even know you were standing behind me and eavesdropping on my conversation by the way." " Hey, I didn't want to be rude and I wasn't eavesdropping!" I'm offended, though I shouldn't be.' You can't deny that is the truth.' My consciousness hits me with its two cents." I've always respecte