Chapter Three: You Really Find It Hard To Love

Chapter Three: “You Really Find It Hard To Love”

OUR LOVE WASN’T really written in books, it was written on walls, craved on gold, written on bed sheets and in museums.

"Thank you for picking up my little brother" he smiled looking at me, he really couldn't keep his curly messy hair to himself.

"I'd do anything for little William, during these days I've gotten to know him better, I never thought I'd say this but he's just so unique for his age; I feel like I've known you from somewhere," I say looking on my right just to find Nethan gazing at me, what expression was that I had never seen it before.

"You really find it hard to love."

Those words sounded like they were going to make our story beginning but that day as my eyes watched outside from my window I felt something crawl inside chest a feeling I'd never felt before.

"I've got a swimming pool at home and you guys are more than welcome to come" I tried to smile changing argument.

Why did whatever was happening at the moment had to feel like summer, why did it feel like when I had just finished a book or just finished correcting a chapter, why did it have to feel so heavy and uncomfortable on my chest.

The rest of the ride was just quite and only songs played from Nethan’s phone that was connected to my car.

"Why don't you jump inside, the water is so refreshing, it's warm and it feels so good," he smiled looking up to me.

As I looked down I had no choice but to look at his face one more time, it was imperfectly perfect.

"Or is there something that's bothering you?" he asked, he knew something was up, it might have been written all over my face.

Water scared me, the water all gathered in one place scared me, no matter how cleaned it looked the, plain sight of it just filled my chest with sorrow, I could feel my hands shaking but I collected them behind my back hiding them from Nethan curiosity.

"What are you saying?" I bitterly asked laughing, I looked at his eyes that were brown as chocolate they filled up with love and affection, in that moment I didn't think of it as anything like pity towards me.

He must have felt sorry for me.

He walked out of the swimming pool, as there were stairs on every edge going downwards, and he now stood right in front of me, the warming water dripped down his sculpted body and the sun made his soft silky skin glimmer, not even the water dared to dishonour his skin.

"You must like the sight" he laughed.

"What are you scared of" he added after a while of pure silence, at that moment I was lost I clearly wasn’t paying attention but that question brought me back down to earth.

What was I scared of.

It wasn't a question, he simply knew and I didn't and that's why he didn't bother to ask.

"I've seen sunsets more beautiful than this" I shrugged and looked up to meet his eyes, I could feel something inside of me fill up, but I never knew it was affection, I watched as the sides of his lips curved a little and he slightly breathed out.

"You really have an attitude sweetheart" he chucked not surprised, he was never the one to like to be disrespected in any way.

"I say we should go for a swim" he smiled and in a nick of time he slightly got on his knees and grabbed me in bride style and he jumped in the pool with me in his arms.

I hope the kids are not watching this, I thought.

What else could go wrong.

"Please let go of me" I tried to scream.

His arms held me like he was scared to break me, I could feel something beautifully beating in my chest, under water it beated louder in my ears, I begged the universe and hoped Nethan couldn't hear it as well, but after the sensation left as quick as it came when Nethan gently let go of me in the water; from then on I was simply floating like a dead body in an endless sea.

It was so overwhelming, I started to hyperventilated my lungs out.

Am image flashed through the darkness: a girl wearing a big fluffy golden dress, with her back facing me, perhaps a princess, she was at the edge of a river and in her position she seemed to be vulnerably crying.

I wanted to cry too, I begged every inch of my body to cry and when I did I felt a lot better, I couldn't see anything everything was blurry and in the corners there was a red vignette for being to long under water.

His arms without hesitation wrapped around the weakest my body had ever felt in centuries and pulled me closer, he turned me around and I could feel his fingertips trembling even though in the water.

"Ozris”

"Ozris”

"Ozris”

“Cleo”

“Cleo”

“Cleo, can you hear me”

I could but I just wanted to be better off dead, I tried hard to come back to the word of the awaken and I succeeded, he was there, with me, the whole time and I couldn’t be less grateful.

“Nethan” I whispered as tried to open my arms to hug him but he started swimming towards the edge of the swimming pool with me in his arms.

And I simply sighed annoyed.

“Cleo, you scared me so much” he said.

“Did you hear it too” I asked once he stood firmly onto the concrete ground beside the pool, I hoped he heard it, I really did, that would have made our life easier from then on.

He simply looked at me, his eyes were beautifully worried and I still felt something heavy stinging in my chest, he brought his hands to my face and moved one of my black curls from my face, he slightly smiled and opened and closed his eyes slowly.

“You just need a little rest, that’s it” he said.

Why was he blanking my question, I didn’t need his pity, from that moment I felt like that guy would have only felt pity towards me, he would have been dissapointed in me not being able to swim.

It wasn’t my fault, there was something in the water, that felt too familiar and it scared me.

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