Authors: Sia Wales
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #Genre Fiction, #Family Saga, #Romance, #Fantasy, #Sagas
“Thanks,” she whispered in a broken voice, moved. She clasped the CD to her breast, now regretting her rash, foolish gesture. Vuk came closer and kissed her on the ear.
“I’d do anything in the world to have you back, little girl. You’re the only thing I want, the only thing I need.” Vuk drew her toward him and kissed her on the head lovingly. He took her hair in his fingers and pulled her gently toward him. Stella tried to hold back the emotions welling up inside, then she slid slowly from his embrace, her eyes turned away from his. Vuk, seeing a tear run down her cheek, didn’t try to stop her. He watched her leave the room and followed her, seeing as she made her way upstairs. He stopped at the foot of the stairs. He could still feel her arms around him neck and her hands clinging to his hair. One embrace. For the moment, that was all that mattered. Nothing else.
Stella shut herself in Jamie’s bedroom and leaned back against the door. She burst into tears, gripping the CD to her breast. She heard Vuk’s voice come drifting up the stairs dedicating a new song “to his little girl”. Stella looked down at the dedication on the CD that had been crudely stuck back together, and she heard the opening chords of
Don’t Cry
by Guns ‘n’ Roses. She smiled tenderly as Vuk’s earnest voice filled the void inside her, almost causing her to burst. She noticed that the window was open a crack. Suddenly overcome with the desire for some fresh air, she pulled it open completely, breathing in the cool night air. Her eyes dropped to the windowsill, onto a beautiful blue flower stained by a drop of blood and a little card. She opened it and recognized Jason’s handwriting. The tears streamed down her cheeks relentlessly.
A little thought to remind you of the words you whispered, under the effects of chloroform: ‘Don’t forget me’… This flower is named after the promise I made to you.
Jason
Stella looked incredulously at the flower in the palm of her hand, and she collapsed on the windowsill, completely spent. She closed her fingers around the flower, feeling the blood on the petal.
She released her grip on it. Her fingers were streaked in blood. She curled up into a ball, slumping to the ground, one hand clasping Vuk’s CD, the other Jason’s flower. She brought both hands to her chest, to inches of her heart. And she withdrew into her pain, physical and bottomless.
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Copyright © 2013 by Sia Wales.
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ISBN: 978-88-98825-08-0
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