Sixteen

“Nothing.” Orel said confused.

“You must have done something, since I am sure that you are the only one in the camp who can make her cry.

“I didn’t do anything.” Orel said again as he moved away from his friend looked close to punching him, he approached me slowly and reached out to me as if I was a frightened little lamb. When I didn’t shy away from his touch. He gathered me into his laps as he petted me while more tears fell from my eyes.

“What happened?” Orel asked my with his voice the gentlest I have ever heard it.

“Nothing.” I replied as I made efforts to stop the tears from still flowing. 

“Then why are you crying.” Elison asked as Orel aimed a glare at him.

“Because I am scared that I will lose Orel.” I sobbed as I wrapped my hands tightly, around Orel felling that this will be the last time that I will be able to touch him this way.

“Why wil