Chapter 12~ Christine Smith

𝐂𝐥𝐲𝐝𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰

I opened the door guiding her head as Hermia gets out of my car. A smile crept on her face making me smile holding her hand as we walk inside the Mansion.

I opened the door for her making her snicker, she stares at me jokingly.

"What?" I query.

"I didn't know that my lover is a gentleman," She grinned.

A chuckle slipped from my lips.

"Oh come on darling, I'm always opening things for you, feeding you if your lazy and everything," I chortle.

She cackle putting her arms on my neck starring deep into my eyes. A smile crept on my face putting my arms around her waist dancing her slowly, she began to hum grinning ear to ear.

"Let's go inside, Gorgeous." I snickered leading her inside the house.

She chuckles as the maids welcome us.

"Oh Mia, how are you?" Dad welcomed her with a warm hug.

"I'm okay dad, how about you?" She asked back breaking the hug.

"I'm good, Clyde I heard that your dating someone" He spoke.

Mia lowers her head down smiling.

"Well, actually dad yes I am dating someone." I glanced at Mia.

She gazed at me sweetly with her sparkling beautiful eyes.

"Dad, I want you to meet my girlfriend Hermia."

His eyes went wide in shock processing.

"You too? Mia dear, I thought you're going to have a boyfriend on your 18th birthday. Your just 17, you can still find someone better than Clyde," He pointed at me.

I scoff in disbelief putting my hands in my pocket.

"Dad, what are you saying?" I questioned.

He gazed at me.

"I'm saying that she's younger, you might influence her by your bad habits." He nagged at me.

Mia laughed at us making me stomp my feet in annoyance.

"Stop laughing," I whined.

She didn't stop as Dad chortle along with her, they walk out of the room in the garden leaving me speechless.

"Wow, Just wow!!" I exclaimed.

Their laughter echoed inside the mansion as I walk up the stairs walking in my room, Aiishh this is so annoying.

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰

I cling my arms around dad's elbow making him smile holding my hands. He treats me as his daughter since he wants a daughter but Auntie didn't give him one... Speaking of her.

"Dad," I cooed.

He hummed in response as we walk around the big garden.

"Where's Auntie? I miss her," I smiled.

He stopped as we sat down the iron pew.

"You know, your Auntie was beautiful... And like the both of you, I was 3 years older than her, she was poor and I was wealthy, my parents didn't like her but still, we both got married, she was working and I was too. We're both in love, at night we will always dance to our favorite song, she was always beautiful even if she was pregnant with Clyde. Until Clyde grew up... Clyde grew up looking up her mom..." His smile fade turning his gaze at me.

I looked back at him.

"Clyde was lost when he knew that his mom was missing... She's been missing since Clyde was 7."

A tear dropped from my eyes knowing nothing, Clyde... He was going through all of this alone, he didn't tell me.

"Until last year, we finally found her... She was found on the lake, her cold body was floating so campers saw her and quickly reported this since then Clyde began to drink and be cold towards us... But when it comes to you, he becomes soft and smiles. He wants to hide all of the pain, all the anxiety to keep himself from breaking down in front of you... He can't get through a door, the door that will free himself from his pain. I admit that I beat up your Auntie before her disappearance but..."

He began to cry loudly kneeling in front of me, I look down crying.

"This is so hard, she didn't deserve to die like this... She died alone without me by her side, I can't sleep every night thinking of her... She was beautiful, she was graceful, she was smart, intelligent... More than perfect to describe her." He cried.

I can't, they are keeping this from me.

"If only I have a chance, I would bring her back," He continued.

I sniffed smiling as I kept my tears from falling looking at Dad. I could see him as the man that Auntie fall in love with.

I got up from my seat walking inside the glass room.

I looked straight finally seeing Auntie's tombstone filled with flowers.

"I'm sure that... Auntie forgave you, she loves you more than anything both of you and Clyde, she's ready to take all of the pain just to calm you down,"

I glanced at my left cracking a smile as I saw Auntie's favorite flower, I could feel a cold wind brush on my skin as I walk towards it sniffing. Auntie grows such beautiful flowers, she's very strict when it comes to them and she doesn't let anyone touch it unless it's me, she says that my hands can heal dried and dead flowers if I can heal flowers... I can help those who are dried and out of love.

"What are you?" Dad asked.

A smile crept on my lips putting my arms behind my back as the wind blew my hair as I turn around with a smile on my face.

"I'm Hermia Lois Fierce, your daughter and bestfriend..." I giggled,

A tear dropped from his eyes looking at me, he stared at me as if he's looking for something or someone.

"Christine?" He blurted out.

I looked at him as he called out Auntie's name, wait... I gazed at him as he smiled.

"You're the reincarnation of Christine, if not then... Christine is inside of you, she's the angel that is always with you my dear," He spun me around making me chuckle.

I cling my arms around him, Clyde is maybe 3 years older than me so he's 20 now. I'm not even surprised since my brother died, he could be a clone of my brother.

"Dad," I cooed while we walk around the maze garden.

He hummed in response.

"Why do you believe in Reincarnation?" I asked.

He chortles patting my shoulder.

"Reincarnation, it's deep isn't it?" He asked.

I hum walking.

"For me, reincarnation is common and mysteriously divine, it's a beautiful legend... I wouldn't say that it's a legend, it may be true... People around you, your parents, siblings, cousins, and friends... It's just strange to think that one of them is maybe buried alive or murdered on their past life, your bestfriend? She might be a queen or your slave, But you..."

I gaze up at him as he gazes down on me smiling dearly.

"I believe that you were my daughter in our past life, and now you resemble Christine... I could see herself on you, Fierce... Strong, brave, keen, curiosity and mysteriously beautiful. People look up to you because of your beauty and intelligence," He pats my head making me giggle.

"Looks like you guys are enjoying time without me,"

We look at the person smiling widely, a pout was visible on his face as if a child took his ice cream.

"Clyde, I'm just talking to my daughter," Dad responded wrapping his arms around my shoulder patting my shoulder. Clyde walks up to me hugging me on my waist,

"Let goo, Aiisshh." I slapped his hand.

He whined at me burying his face at the crook of my neck sniffing on my scent.

"You smell like strawberries," He whispered kissing my neck.

Dad chortled walking back inside the mansion leaving the both of us, I sigh holding his hands playing with his hair.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

He shook his head-hugging me tightly.

"I love you," I whispered.

He looked up at me smiling, I smile back as we both share a passionate kiss.

I'm so lucky to have him...