Confession

𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮

Ever since I was a child I had a thing for books and poems. I don't know why but they made me feel peaceful at the end of the day when I was free and out of sight of everyone's gazes. Kesha was different than me, she used to enjoy the attention she received. I remember the first time i met her, she was just a tiny baby in mom's arm. She was beautiful, far more than i could describe ; her cheeks jiggled everything she was giggling and her small hands were as soft as a feather. Every gently, my mother placed her in the wooden crib my father built. The curiosity rose in me i dared to approach that crib to take another peak of Kesha.

" SERENITY! " My mother screamed so loud I fell on my butt and started crying while she rushed to grab Kesha from the crib.

" what were you planning on to do with my daughter!? " she furiously glared at me while hatred spilled from every word she spoke. She was not the mother I know at that time, she was just Mrs.swansea. it took me a few years and a couple of hard lessons to understand that.

" is that any way to talk to a child? " grandpa couldn't hold back himself and spoke.

The beautiful evening of Kesha's first day at home turned into a rough argument of elders which I caused. I was too young to take care of a baby, so i understood why she was worried. Growing up kesha and I became inseparable, we were the sisters people envied.

" oh! I miss my little devil " I thought to myself while turning each page of the book I was reading. Minutes after minutes and hours after hours I was fallen asleep on that soft warm blanket.

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I woke up to a cold shiver. I wrapped myself in the blanket and peeked through the window, the first snows of winter lay thick and flocculent outside of the mansion and I was absorbed by that mesmerizing sight.

" achoo! " the sneeze echoed in the lone room with nothing but emptiness but it didn't matter.

There was something so recollecting about winters that i could never describe why it felt so oddly peaceful but tickling.

" 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 " two pair of strong arms slowly made their way through my waist and wrapped me in a hug, it was Val, his voice was heavy, his cold body was towered against mine.

" please be a dream " I mumbled to myself.

Maybe I was hallucinating or maybe I had too much wine there was no way—

" 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤,𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡? " he muttered again turning me towards him.

I was standing there at loss of words wondering how to respond to anything, it wasn't a dream. He was there standing in front of me after leaving me all alone. I was fighting a battle in my head weather to vent on him or tell him how much I missed him but something about his eyes was so downhearted that I decided not to say anything. My distressed eyes searched all over him as much as they could to assure me that he is okay. I let go of the grip on my blanket and my trembling hands reached out to his face and gently creased his gelid left cheek. It looked as if he spent hours in some ice bath. There was nothing but silence between us. He looked tired, really tired. He lifted me up in his bulky arms and picked the blanket from the ground, he gently laid me down on the bed and pecked my forehead before laying next to me.

" how have you been " he asked

" fine " I replied

" you probably have alot of questions right now,no? " he asked with agony in his voice

" I don't " I responded

Silence fell in the room and after a minute of chilling silence he replied

" I see "

" how have you been " I asked

" without you everywhere is hell " he responded.

" is that so? " I asked with disbelief.

" do you not believe me, 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡? " he asked

" maybe " I responded turning my face away from him, I couldn't contain my frustation anymore. I didn't want to face him.

" 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 " he said pulling me unguarded closer to his buffed chest.

" let me explain please,𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡" he whined.

He was on top of me, gentle as much as he can and he broke out.

"i was tangled by a few obstacles but now i'm all yours. I'm sorry this is all too much to take in but I cannot restrain myself from you from the moment I saw you. I could feel nothing but a weird force pulling me closer to you. Give me a chance, one single chance to adore you, I want to know what it feels like to be yours"

Every word he spoke struck like lighting to my naked heart. For a reason I knew he was honest. I didn't knew how to respond to that all I knew I was happy at that moment and confused by which action to pick as a response I kissed him, showing how a kiss was meant to be, though I hardly knew how to but his heart thumping above me showered that he enjoyed it. All I can think about is his nearness, his dark hazel eyes, his breath stirring against my skin under the dim light. There was a spark in his gaze and that darkening of his eyes was spilling with an unknown emotion. his head tilts down toward me each time our lips collided. For the first time he was gently with every kiss. He paused for a minute to looked at me for assurance and there he got his answer which was a yes from the blush I needed not to hide anymore. I was willing to take the risk for him, I wanted him and it was not something anyone can deny. He pulled back and cuddled me, no questions were asked. It was just me and him and I did not want anyone to ruin the moments I get to cherish as I had very few of them.

" good night, Val "

" good night, 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 "