ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW
I wake up on the couch we sat last night as we watched an unhealthy amount of Disney movies. I woke up on top of Delvin, our lips were close together almost touching each other’s, our bodies so close together, I immediately moved away and sat on the other couch close to him. I watched him as he slept, he looked peaceful, he looks like his dream is one I would like to be in, a dream so serene, a dream where nothing can go wrong, where everything has a happy ending.
His lips curled into a smile as if he could here my thoughts, I smiled. He would be a good dad someday I can tell because he is such a good guy even though he tries so hard to hide it.
“I know I am stunning but you really need to stop staring at me.” Delvin said as he suddenly opened his eyes without any warning, it startled me. His cheeks were a bit crimson like he was blushing. I smiled at the thought that I would make him blush.
“Is that how you wake up? That sudden?” I asked trying to keep the conversation going. I just like watching him talk, it keeps me from thinking about my own problems, it keeps me from thinking about the fact that my is no longer with me.
“Not all the time just when there is an absolutely beautiful girl staring at me.” He answered. I felt myself starting to blush, I looked away in embarrassment.
“So I have a couple of plans for today we are going horse back riding and then we would try out all the ice cream flavors in my father’s creamery and then…” Delvin said.
“But..” I interrupted.
“But nothing, there is no room for sulking on my watch. Today is going to be perfect.” He said.
“Now let’s get you our of that and in to something more presentable because no offense but I can’t be see around with…that.” He said with a scowl. I looked into the series of mirrors at the left side of the TV room, I had on my overly over sized/ not at all flattering pink hoodie which had a Pokemon drawing on it and a white short short, my hair looked a mess like it hadn’t been combed for days, I took down my braids just a few days ago so I now actually have to be an adult and actually care for my hair, that’s why I love having braids!! I don’t have to stress about my hair.
“I have to get my hair done.” I said as I ran my fingers through my curly hair.
“Okayyy where do I have to take you to get it done?” He asked.
“I don’t like other people doing my hair, I know it’s weird… anyway I do my hair myself, you are going to help me by the way.” I said. He smiled not knowing what to say to that, I smiled, the sight of him feeling awkward! It’s cute!
“Okay how do we start?” he asked almost immediately snapping out of his awkwardness.
“First we have to get some braiding hair from the store.” I said.
“Well what are we waiting for? Let’s go.” He said pulling me by the hand and we walked out the door.
“Hmm too slow.” Delvin said when we got out the door, he picked up and carried me into his arms like a little baby. Baby, that word.
I giggled, flailing my arms this way and that.
“Put me down!” I said giggling.
“Nope.” I replied chuckling. He ran all the way to the driveway with me in his arms, he gestured for his driver to open the car door, he dropped me into the passenger seat and walked into the driver’s side. He started the car and zoomed off.
From my side of the car I could see his bodyguard, the same one that followed him all around campus that day, I saw that same guy chase down the moving car.
“Sir Delvin! Sir Delvin, I have to go with you! Your father would kill me if anything happens to you again!” The bodyguard yelled as he chased down the car. Delvin increased the paced of the car.
“Again? What happened to you before?” I asked genuinely curious.
“I don’t like talking about it.” He replied, his once happy mood turned a bit sour. He looked like he was trying hard not to remember something. I held his hand, he flinched a little and then slowly relaxed.
I know a thing or two about traumas, I know how deep they can cut into you, how isolated they can make you become.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW
We drove for a very long time, the car was completely quiet, the both of us alone with our own thoughts, my thoughts mainly comprised of how to escape, I have to leave! I can’t be around him, what if he murders me like he did Olivia!
He looked at me, I froze, what if he can hear my thoughts? What if he knows of my plan to escape?
“If you are thinking I would let you escape then you are sourly mistaking Yara.” Walter said, his eyes held untold rage. He looked like he knew what terrible things he would do to me if I ever try to escape.
“I love you Yara, I can’t bear the thought of you being away from me.” He said hold my hand in his, I did not dare move, I just sat there stiffly not moving.
We parked by the side of a bridge, Walter walked out of the car I followed, he pulled Olivia’s body out to f the trunk of the car, reluctantly I had to help him toss her body into the water that was under the bridge.
“It is me and you forever Yara, just like Bonny and Clyde.” He said. His hands squeezed into mine.