Silence
Scared? Avoiding? Part of her wants to come out?.
If there was anything she was scared of right now, it was her being in a closure, she did not want to reminisce painful and tragic memories, she was finally letting go. And if that was the part of her that he was talking about, that wants to come out, then yes, she wanted to come out of her cocoon and surface into the light. Into the part where she will flourish. As an evening primrose, to the queen of the night, and then to morning glory. Gradually, taking steps into her full bloom, but exactly what was he talking about?.
Fred suspecting the confusion in her eyes shook his head and got up while offering his hand for her to hold. Hesitantly, she held it and stood.
Her hand felt small in his and she was tempted to take a glimpse of the large hand. She did and - oh!. How she felt intimidated by his statue.
She looked up from his hand to his face and then to his body. His body which looked like it was chiseled by regular pushups and cross crunches, fitted well into his clothes. His face with thick eyebrows, long lashes, edged jaw. His side profile alone was appealing to the eyes. Her cousin was now a man and no more that young boy of former days. He had matured, but one thing was still constant. His ever-annoying attitude.
He turned to her to catch her ogling him. His face held a big smile for her and at once Diva felt like digging up the ground and burying herself after being caught looking at him. Fred was the kind of person to misinterpret.
Speaking of ground, her fluffy rabbit-eared slippers were no more pressing on the marble flooring that gave her good comfort, the ground beneath her slippers was now hard and concrete. The bricks interlocked to form beautiful patterns. Noting a lion on the flooring with black colors, she had to remind herself to get herself a new pair of fluffy slippers as the one she was wearing outside was no longer safe for inside.
The airy environment welcomed them as they stepped out from the part of the outdoor that was still under the shade of the roofing.
'I learned from your dad that for the period you are here, you will be attending Dawin's school. Royal Highlight High School'. Fred spoke first, trying to engulf her in a conversation. Hopefully, a lengthy one to reduce the tension in the air. 'To my best of knowledge, not everyone attending that school are royals. Politicians, business gurus, estate managers, personnel of higher professions, train their young ones there'.
The patio stood at the back of the house, inviting her but her eyes caught the pool at the end.
'So any plans for the future, motives or goals? I would love to hear what you are aiming at and how you plan to aim at it'. It was almost as if Diva had vowed not to say a word to him.
Ok, just because she decided to walk with him does not mean that she would have to table her plans to him.
After waiting for seconds for her to reply, he eventually gave up. ' Fine, if you don't want to tell me, I will not force you '. The god of silence passed over them.
The rays of the sun hit the pool, giving it a shimmering effect with the blue color, underlying. The weather was damn hot and without umbrellas, they walked in the open. She, walked with her annoying cousin that was unbothered by the sun heating against his white shirt that opened at the top button, almost daring to burn the hairs on his chest. Well, he had stayed longer in this tropical region of the world.
The pool, right now, was the greatest invention of man since technology came into existence. All she wanted to do was to dive in and dip herself deep in the water and feel the liquid wetting her entire skin and her hair inclusive.
' Don't tell me you want to swim with your clothes on '. His breath against her neck as he had pulled her away from the edge of the pool and up close where she unconsciously moved to it, almost throwing herself in. Her imagination transmutes into actions.