My first kiss

Iris POV

   "Let's go in. " Arthur said again but this time, I could feel that it wasn't Arthur holding my hand anymore and that strangely sour my mood.

  I walked alongside the person that held my hand while Arthur walked behind us, muttering something to the man in a code that I did not understand but I wasn't ready to understand either as I already had a lot to think about and I did not want more.

  "Can I really forget about that day?" Was the question that kept troubling my mind and I was frustrated.

 "Leave the room, I want to speak with her. " I heard Arthur said to the men in the room and I wondered why.

    I was helped to a seat before the men left the room and I heard the sound of a seat being pulled before Arthur sat across me. He was so close to me that I could clearly perceived his scent and it made my inside churn with weirdly.

  As a girl that never had intimacy with any guy before, I expected myself to be shy and scared but... It was the complete opposite!

   I crossed my legs and wrapped my hands around myself with a big smile on my face " What's it you want to tell me that you have to send everyone out like this?" I asked with a hint of curiosity in my playful voice.

  Arthur was silent for a while before letting out a deep breathe. I had no idea what he was thinking about but he surely was thinking about something.

  "I don't know why your father did not bother to look for you or is it because he thought you are dead? I've waited for him for so long but I see no hint of him trying to look for you at all, what's going on?" He questioned and the smile on my face immediately died down.

 My eyes twitched and my lips curved into a bitter smile... " I see you don't believe me when I told you no one cares about me. My father, he hates me so much that he doesn't care if I'm okay or not. " I replied and lowered my head. I felt embarrassed to be telling Arthur about this... I wanted to run away and hide... No! I wanted to hug him and beg for his comfort ~ I was lost!

  "He doesn't care? Why? Ain't you his daughter?" He asked, not quite believing my explanation.

  "Like I told you before, I don't even know how my mother looked. I've never seen her before because she died the very day i was born. I've been a bad luck to my family since the day I was born and that is why my father hates me with all his being. My twins sisters would always tell me how frail and weak my mother looked when she had me in her belly and they would always remind me how bad of a child I am... I... I wanted them to accept me... I did my best for them... I proved to them in many occasions that I'm not a bad luck... I really..." I could no longer continue my words as my voice had totally broke down. I clenched my chest tightly and cried desperately... It had been a long while since I last cried this hard but each memory was like a sharp dagger piercing my soft heart mercilessly and I could no longer take it.

  Being maltreated by my father and the only family I saw as my own was something that was always hard for me to bear. I've tried everything I could to make them see me as one of their own and accept me but it had always been futile. It was like they continued hating me more each day no matter how hard I tried.

  Arthur was silent for a while,  he did not say a word and I could not figure out what he was thinking at that moment. I concentrated my mind to figure out what he was doing but I couldn't and I was worried. I had no idea if I would be able to accept it if he refused to believe me and send me away as a liar... I had no where to go... I had no one... No! I couldn't afford to leave him either!

  I heard him cleared his throat and I expected him to say something but he did not and that was when I figured out something ~ " It's like he isn't the type to console someone. He doesn't feel alright with me crying this much and he wants to console me but he has no idea how to... Whoaa! Should I give him a little more push?" I asked myself inwardly and I wished I could laugh out loud but I knew that would complicate the matter.

  I continued crying, trying to push him to make a move but I realized he wouldn't and I was getting tired of crying. I wiped my face a little and pushed myself forward from the bed. I searched for his legs with my legs and fortunately for me, I found out his leg was really close to mine... so close that I would be able to touch his lap if I stretched my hand!

  I moved my body forward again and relaxed my body as I fell forward and as I expected, he made his chest available for me to fall on!

  We both stayed like that  without saying a word for a while as none of us had anything else to say. I turned to face Arthur and raised my hand to trace his face " Can I?" I asked gently as I traced my hand over his face, trying to imagine his look in my head and my heart started beating faster than ever.

He didn't reply.

   I raised my head gently to follow the rhythm of my hand that was already pressing on something soft and I closed the distance between us as I smashed my lips on his!