Addiction? Love? PART3

Part 3 : His Move

She entered his house and many clothes were laying everywhere. Something she expected from a bachelor. Yet, what caught her eyes are the number of religious statues and pictures in the hall. Is he that pious? She excused herself to got to the washroom, that is when she crossed the prayer alter, it is a huge alter with all the god and goddess you would find in a general Indian house.

Her illusionary overthinking cap came on, the conclusion was simple; this was his family's house before they moved to another district so he has the house to himself. 
Walking back to the hall, he stood before her shirtless and looking out the window. It was a common sight to her.

She is born with many males in her house so a shirtless man wasn't a big deal to her.

Suddenly, he asked her without looking at her "Shall I open and show you?"

What the hell is he talking about? "she asked "Open what?" he placed his hands on his pants and grinned at her. "Seriously, stop fooling around, Thil"

He pushed open the door next to him. She released a huge sigh and smiled, thought to herself; that was a good one. The room looked dark cooling. He gestured her to have a look inside. She took a few steps and saw a huge cozy sofa in it, then there was a huge television. In her heart, OMG! there is no reason to go to the movie if I had this every day. She obviously, didn't show him the amazement.

Positioning herself on the sofa and placing her legs on the leg rest she felt so relaxed. He then turned on the asked her what she wished to watch. She said any song clips will do, he passed the remote controller to her and excused himself to take a shower.

Her eyes started exploring every part of the room, it was sound proved, and it's done very creatively. The lighting was a good choice as well. May not be of her choice but it works well.

A few minutes later, he was back with a towel in his hand wiping his face, he had another towel wrapped around his waist, she noticed water was still dripping from his hair as he sat next to her.

"Your hair is soaking wet?"  She took the towel from his hand told him to come closer, started drying his hair. He did as she said without second thoughts.

Why am I doing this? how come he is letting me do this? we are still stranger, aren't we? the flow of thoughts crossed her mind. She ignored it and completed her task. Once done, he picked up the remote and changed the channel to some local songs.

She didn't mind it at all because she knew his choices are good and similar to hers. Some local romantic songs started playing, she was new to it, yet she seemed to like it. He layback stared at the screen for a few minutes, they both said nothing.

A scene of a similar situation came on, the only difference was the guy had his hand over the girl's shoulder. She sighed lightly, as if he understood immediately, his hands stretched out behind her. She was looking forward to it, she moved closer to him and placed her head on the front of his right shoulder; he embraced her.

Being fresh out of shower his body was cold and she was hot, it felt perfect. Both their heart beat faster than normal but she could hear his heart beating faster every minute, to ease him she hugged him like a pillow and he pulled her tighter. She closed her eyes to sense the feeling completely. They remained that way for a few minutes and continued watching the videos and commenting about it.

"Hey, I think we should get going if we want to come back early," she said.

Yet, neither moved from the position they were in for a few more minutes. Then she slowly moved away and he went to get dressed. She watched him as he walked out the door and smiled to herself. How am I attracted to a guy like him? he is shorter than, me smaller too, definitely not the type she would choose to be with. What is it about him that makes me smile? something to ponder upon later.

She switched off everything in the room as he was getting dressed. She walked out to see him deciding which t-shirt to wear. She just stood and watched to see if he chooses the one that she likes without telling him which it was. He did and turn to see her smiling, he asked her what she was smiling at. She said nothing and turned and walked away.

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A directed short story.(another try)

We were suppose to write a 1000 word short story. The town is divided due to a families feud. An old maid comes back and stirs up a new trouble. Therefore my take on the subject matter is... (have fun reading)

Windsland’s Feud

I always sit down at this porch watching the other side and thinking of him. I can’t say I miss him but do miss the memories we had. I hate him for taking away that happiness I had. The town of Windsland is now known as Upper Windsland and Lower Windsland we have two of everything, two schools, two hospitals even two cemeteries. Most the remains of people from Lower Windsland had been shifted to the other side. People have taken sides according to the position of their house. These rows of old oak trees mark my boundary today. No one from this side of the town has seen the lake for 10 years now. Mother says she remembers it as, heaven on earth with fresh smelling sandalwood and green grass with dew drops. I still remember the day it happened; he looked at me in my eye and rode off on the horse. I waited, days became weeks, weeks became months, and he never tried to explain. I suppose desire over powers relationship.

***

            The door bell rang very early in the morning, no one wanted to get to it I ignored it twice by the third time I was staring at her. I pinched myself, it is real she is here Nanny Su is back. I hugged her so tight.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Oh! Come in Nan Su, Sorry. It’s just I missed you so much” I said as I ushered her in. She took a seat at the dining table and made me stand in front of her. She read me inch by inch and point out how I still haven’t learnt to tie my gown ribbon. I just giggled and walk to the kitchen to make her some tea. She was coughing I could make out she was sick.

“You have turned out to be a fine young woman Lily. Isn’t your mother home?” she asked.

“She is at the church Nan Su she will be back by dinner.”

We only spoke for an hour then she said she wanted to leave she needed to rest. I closed the door after she left and thought to myself thankfully she didn’t talk about him.

***

“but Lily is my...”

“Nanny Su! Please take this blank cheque and leave soon, I do not wish to argue with you, not after 10 years.” Papa sounded furious. Nanny Su just walked away.

Later that evening, I saw her amble around the church yard. I walk up to and asked her what happened. She just held my hand whipped and said “I’m sorry Lily. I tried to make it right but he is just too hard headed.” I hugged her to calm her down. She felt heavier than before, she was unconscious her left hand and legs were twisted. I shrieked for help. The farmer and the reverend carried Nanny Su to the hospital. Fortunately it was walking distance.

The doctor informed she has had a severe stroke. Her son brought her back home after two days. I visited her few days later. I tried to ignore the haunting feeling and walked closer to her. I touched her hand and she opened her eyes, she instantly grabbed my hand and pointed to a box on the table. I walked over and brought the box to her but she push it back to me and waved her hand as is chasing a fly away. I comprehended that she wanted me to take it and leave.

 I sat under the oak tree and opened the box; there were many yellowish papers and envelopes. I pick one and recognize the hand writing, it was Papa’s. These were love letters to Ms. S. Were they lovers, was papa cheating on mum...

After 2 weeks I built my courage and went to Nan Su’s house again.

“Peter!” I could not believe my eyes. He was standing by Nan Su’s bed. He looked taller than I remember as a matter of fact he was not how I remember him at all. He looked up at me I could see the fire in his eyes.

“Haven’t your family done enough harm?” he barked at me.

“Nan Su was fine until she came here and met you people; you’re a bunch of killers.”

The only word that came out of my mouth was “What?”

He stormed out of the house and rode away. He still believes his mother was killed because of us. He could see it was his action that killed his mother. He stole from us he made all that happen. I rambled and walk back home. I, being there any longer would have made things worse for any of us.

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            The next day, while breakfast time Nan Su’s son brought dire news, doctor has said Nan Su is counting her minutes already. I knew the right thing to do was to make sure she meets her lover again. If it was me, I would want to die in the arms of my lover. I managed to bring Papa to Nan Su’s house without mum.

            Papa went close to her bed and held her hand. She remained motionless. Papa let go and took two steps away from the bed and looked at me. I looked at him and he seemed puzzled. I handed him the box of letters and told him I know they were lover and I was most probably Nan Su daughter.

“Lily, don’t be ridiculous.” He shouted.

“Papa, open the box.” He opened it and looked at me and looked at the letter again. He sat on the chair next to the window. Out of the blue, Peter walk in but Papa did not react the way I expected. Papa dropped the box and rested his head on his hand.

“What are you doing here?” shouted Peter.

“I despise you Peter, you a cowered you do not belong here in Upper Winds...” I raised my voice but Papa interrupted me.

“Stop it, this has gone too far. I realise need to come clean.” Papa said as he stood up.

“First of all, Lily you got it all wrong. Nanny Su is not Ms. S. Secondly Peter is innocent.”

“What you mean Papa?”

“Now you say, I am innocent”

“Yes and Yes. The whole robbery was my plot and Nanny Su helped me with it, more like I forced her too. That is the reason she came back, she wanted to confess.”

“Why! Why Papa”

Ms. S was Peter’s mum Shirley, Lily you are hers; you are Nanny Su’s Niece. I had to it you both were falling for each other. I had to...

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