Loved Ones; page 11: Drawings

Linda Pov: (Back at the house) Standing on the horizon of pain and loss, I ponder where I am with him, even if I had a lion’s heart, I did die of heart attack. Banging the room door, I fling my bag across the room letting it spill all its content. These past three days had being hectic, I ended up skipping some school work and it was because of him, angrily tossing a pillow at the wall- Damn him, Damn Xparkle. I could feel my emotions playing a game on me; I was happy, sad, angry, frustrated. Hissing, I dropped on the bed, my eyes dwelling on the drawings of people on flying broomsticks on the wall, these had a profound calming effect. Linda! Linda! Mom called out, cutting my train of thought. “Yes, mom,” I answered. “come down, let’s eat”, she shouted. “Am not hungry, mom. I will eat later,” I replied. “Come down now, sweetheart. Don’t let me come up there and get you” she shouted back, angrily. I bury my head in the pillow, defiantly waiting for her to come up. Listening in, I could hear grandma rebuke her, oddly enough it felt nice. Being the only daughter of a broken home, I always looked out for mom, consequently; I ended up making and accepting decisions even when they hurt. I punch my fist into the bed, how could one’s love hurt those they care about; I love him yet I ended up hurting him out of love. My heart felt heavy I was hurting all those I care about. I even hurt the woman who was everything to me, the woman who loved me to the extent of ending her marriage to my rich dad. I could still picture his face as he kept shouting, “I love you, I love you, please honey don’t leave, don’t leave my side, don’t take my punch-line away from me,” oh punch-line was his cute name for me. I knew they loved each other but life, wealth, family, society made dad do things that mom couldn’t live with, things that love couldn’t overcome. So we came to live with grandma, and it had turned out well till my grandma explained the magical family tree, which labeled me a psychic. Bang! Bang! the room came alive, as the door opened. I could tell it was grandma. The drawings on the wall always lighten up whenever grandma walks in. I had guessed right but if the look on her face was anything to go by, she didn’t like to rebuke mom. Grandma walks in, “why did you skip dinner, dear. You know, your mother always looks forward to this dinner’s.” She asked in a pleading tone. “Its was becoming a bothersome tradition, must I always have dine with mom.” I voiced out. “Shut up,” my grandma ordered. I stutter, burying my head more into the pillow so as to cut off the supply of oxygen to the body; Who knew losing consciousness wasn’t easy, Xparkle sure made it look easy. Why him?, I aim to hit the bed, grandma catches my hand and draws me into an embrace. I gripped her, tightly. “Am sorry, grandma. I couldn’t face mom, didn’t want to end up lying to her” I whispered. Grandma just held on to me, patting my head. The silence made my imaginations run amok, I could hear the drawings ask questions, I broke down, “It hurts, grandma; they all leave. Why! why do they leave?, Don’t I mean anything to anyone?, First it was Dad, and now he is leaving. I don’t want him to leave. Without him, without this feeling, I feel empty”, I cut myself short, realizing my outburst. All this years I always thought of myself as an adult but in reality I was a kid, that was forced to grow up too quick. I didn’t want to be an adult, I didn’t want to make, understand and accept certain decisions. I hated it most especially, because It meant I couldn’t be selfish and want something for myself. But I wanted this, I wanted a shoulder to cry on, I wanted his shoulder not grandma’s. Breaking from her grip, I realized mom was behind me and had heard everything. Lindsay fuming, gently said “you mean the world to us”. I knew it was because grandma was there that she didn’t skin me for waging all my life on a boy. Grandma draws mom by the hand from the room, pointing at a spot on the wall. Shutting the door, behind them; they bade me goodnight. The writing on the wall read # your emotions are just like the rainbow, each paints you in a different colour# Huh! That wasn’t their before?, she must have carved this into the wall during my outburst; grandma and metaphors. I laid back on the bed, wiping my tears. One thing was certain as I feel asleep, I would make him suffer. Xparkle’s Pov: As expected, I rose with the rising sun, last night had being a bliss. Rummaging through items for breakfast, memories of yesterday came flooding back; *Linda had walked out after my apology, without uttering a word* . I grit my teeth, she probably hated me by now, closing my eyes I held onto that faint glint of hope that all would be well. Bang! Bang! Constant knocks on the door drew my attention. It was still pretty early for a visit, alarmed, I reach out for a knife; holding it close as I opened the door. The girl from yesterday stood at the door, I gaze at her searchingly, she was obviously doing the same. Her lavender blue shirt brought out the deep blue color in her eyes. Our gaze meet, her smile pulling me in, it reminded me of all that plagued my heart. I grunt, breaking from her gaze. I stare at the floor, puzzled; Why did her smile remind me of family, I had no hope of family. “Hey! We are leaving”, Law shouted. I turn, noticing the jeep parked outside. “thank’s”, I replied. Lily touches my shoulder, “uh-huh! So aren’t you coming?, Princess is with us.” Guess its harder to process information when a sexy girl places her hands on your shoulders, then her words struck me 3minutes after it had being said. Jolting backward, I tore away from her, screaming “what?.” Kate laughed, “ah! Dumb head, didn’t Linda tell you anything; Diamond was helping us look after Princess, because she had to look after your sorry ass”. I clinch my fist; “she lied, so that story about letting Princess stay with Diamond, for the night so they can get to know each other better were lies?, Linda lied to me?. So was this her idea of revenge or your’s, Law?,” I shouted fiercely. Kate answered, “hmm! Quite a temper for a kid” “So cat got your tongue?, Law or do you expect your squishy plaything to keep answering for you”, I replied, my finger pointed at the back-side of the jeep were Kate was. Kate glared at me, her fingers fondling with her dark green hair, she was obviously trying her best not to kill me. Lily laughs humorously, “huh! You really hate Law. It was my idea to have you return home, but for lying about were Princess was that was Linda’s idea, she probably didn’t want you to worry or get injured. I think its high time you stopped fighting and return home. You do wanna stop running and hurting people right?” She whispered. I glare at her, So It was her idea? and yet she had the guts to place her hand on my shoulder, “its funny, you know I spent my whole night worrying about a suitable apology and she stabbed me where it hurts most. To hell with everything, am not going anywhere,” I yelled. Lily shouted furiously “did you just raise your voice at me.” I shivered, she was acting like my aunt. Calming down, she continued “the decision was her’s to make, and I think Linda withheld part of the truth because she cares for you. Princess is on the plane waiting for you, Fredrick. Please come home.” The sound of my real name on her lips had a certain ring to it, lowering my head, “I know she cares, it just hurts when she is doing the same thing am apologizing for. I can’t go back home, its a dream that shouldn’t come true. So please give Princess back?.” I replied. She placed her little finger on my lips, silencing me. I could feel the love in her gaze. Holding onto my hand, she said, “love means doing the right thing,” she paused, reading my reaction. Continuing, “Princess needs a place she can call home, a family to love her and you by her side. Dreams do come true, love” I cough, vehemently trying to break from her grip but she held on, tight. I look at her, teary-eyed; I could do anything for her and yet she was asking of the one thing I feared. I knew she was telling the truth, I needed to do this for princess. Heaving a sigh of resignation, “ok, lets go home but first I have to say goodbye to Linda” Kate sneers, “say what, now?. Linda already knew of our travel plans, she stayed behind to bid you farewell.” “she knew I would leave”, so that why she was hurting, I could see through her adult farce, she needed love, companionship, and It hurts being unable to provide it. “Even if she does, I still need to say farewell”. I affirmed. I can’t believe I made a decision to change my life in the spur of a moment, and it was all because of her, strangely enough, I felt a kinship bond with her. I had barely landed a knock on the door before it flew open. A woman stared at me, wondering why a boy was standing at her doorstep by the wee hours of the morning. I recognized her, immediately Bowing my head a bit, “Good morning, mrs Lindsay. Pardon my intrusion, am Fredrick. I came to say goodbye to your daughter, am leaving today.” Lindsay looked at me, with disdain “You came to say goodbye?, don’t you know she is hurting as it is, are you that inconsiderate. I don’t know what she saw in you, but how could you play with the affections of a young girl’s heart like this?, how could a good-looking boy like you, turn out so rotten in character, you knew she loved you yet you used her” she screamed. Her words were like daggers plunged at my heart. I shook, stepping back slowly in pains. Am sure the others heard, though they didn’t say anything on the ride back to Los Angeles. ############################ Do follow, comment, and mention. Hey! Hope you enjoyed this page?. Thanks y’all. Xparkling options