maanantai 8. heinäkuuta 2013

Forgotten children 4. chapter

2 years later

I didn`t know when I had started to love Bill. One day I had just saw how cute he was when he smiled, how beatiful eyes he had, how fragile yet strong he was. I fell in love with him more and more every day, and sometimes when he looked at me, I was sure he felt the same way.
"Hi, did you heard what the teacher said? He always speaks with the video on, so you can`t heard anything", Bill whispered into my ear, his hand on my shoulder. I winced when I felt his breath on my skin, and I think he noticed it, because for a moment he looked at me but didn`t said anything. Soon I was sure that I had imagined it.

I layed on my bed and listened Bill`s breathing from other side of the room, altough everything I saw for him in the darkness was black hair on the pillow. I hoped I could fall asleep with Bill in my arms, kiss him and whisper: "I love you". But I can`t, he would think I`m disgusting and it would drive him away. And even if it wouldn`t, I can`t taint my little brother, he doesn`t deserve people`s disgust.

I had been avoiding my brother for almost two weeks, I had sat in liviving room in computer or listened music, instead of talking with him for hours, telling most silliest things and painful secrets, when Bill asked if he had hurt me. "You haven`t talked to me for days", he said quietly and his sad look made my heart ache. "I`m not angry to you", I laughed with sadness, and couldn`t look into his eyes. "Then what`s wrong? You know you can tell anything to me, I will always listen." I understood that he was worried, maybe even missed me, and it was too much. All sadness, pain and fear I had kept inside me released, and slowly tears started to fall down my face.

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