Arya's POV
“Something like they will break your trust, break your heart.” He completed my sentence.
He understood what I wanted to convey better than me. I always felt fear but never knew exactly what I was afraid of?
He even told me my exact fear. And hearing his words made me lost control over myself and I became emotional. Tears started flooding from my eyes, sliding on my cheeks.
My voice became heavy and cloudy. I was speaking with a stinging ache in my throat. “I am not a coward. I am just afraid. I am trying my best to win over my fears as you said. But I am just scared. But I don’t know why I am not scared with you? I don’t know why when you touch me I feel like I am safe, why I feel like something is healing me?” I croaked and was unable to utter anymore words because It became hard for me form words without sobbing.
He gazed at me and without saying anything and pulled me to himself, he cocooned me in his arms. And I was pressed hardly against his chest. His scent mingling with my harsh breaths. His big palm sliding up and down on my back to comfort me, to make me know that I was safe. And I kept whimpering in his embrace. My heavy pants were tussling against his chest for life. I pushed myself more into him, snuggling and covering myself in him like he was my blanket. Because I felt protected being in his arms.
“Shh... You don’t have to say anything anymore, Okay. I understand everything. I understand you are scared and you feel ache inside your heart. So, don’t say anything.” He whispered in my ear.
His hands wiping all the hair stuck to my cheeks because of my tears. As he kept sweeping my tears with his large fingers looking at me with kindness. But my tears weren't stopping. I had started hiccuping because of the pain. Luckily he had a water bottle in his bike. He brought it and made me drink some water. I took a very deep breath after drinking the water. Because I felt my chest was hurting.
After I drank water. He took the bottle from my hands and his hands gently moved to my waist from my back. He tightly wrapped his hands around my waist and held me steadily. Then he lifted me carefully and cradled me above his knees. I was sitting basically in his lap now. And I just clutched his shirt tightly becoming shy and concealing my face in his chest. I was sitting or I should say lying in his lap like someone lays on a couch.
And then again his arms coiled around my waist. He delicately took my face in his hands and lifted it up a bit. So, I could glance into his eyes once again. His eyes were worried and concerned for me.
He wiped my tears caressing my cheek with his thumb softly. “The reason why you are not afraid of me is because whenever I touch you. It’s out of true concern and care for you. Whenever, I touch you it is solely for the purpose of comforting you and making you feel better. Hence you don’t dislike my touches. And you feel comfort in them.” He explained the reason to me very tenderly. Like, he was reciting a beautiful story to me.
“But why would you do that? Why do you wanna comfort me?” I questioned innocently like a child who have her doubts after hearing the story.
“It’s because I am your guardian angel. And a guardian angel’s work is to protect and comfort and that’s what I do to you.” He spoke to me soothingly.
“You know what Arya, if our intentions are right then our actions can never be wrong. If you touch someone with right intentions then your touch can never hurt them. But, even if you look at someone with wrong intentions.
Then your stare can make them feel like you have peeled their skin off from their body. It’s as simple as that. Like for instance you are sitting in my lap right now.
But you are not feeling bad or uncomfortable and it's because my intentions are pure towards you. For me you are special." He stated while caressing my head and my hair. Massaging my head softly to make me relaxed a bit.
“But why would you protect me and comfort me as my guardian angel? Every action has a reason what’s your reason?” I questioned him.
He smiled at me kindly.
And came closer to me, his nose brushing to mine while he looked deep into my eyes and said, “Because when I see your eyes. I can see myself in them. I feel like you are me. I can see myself in the sorrow of your eyes.”
“Meaning?” I asked in confusion raising my eyebrows.
He unbuttoned the sleeves of his jacket and shirt and rolled his sleeves upwards. I saw his wrist and gasped in horror. My eyes widened. I took his hand in mine and slightly dragged my fingers on the healed mark of wounds on his wrist.
“Three times, three times I tried to commit suicide when I was at your age just because I was depressed. Everyday, when I came home and looked myself in the mirror I saw nothing but a blank me. The same look that I see in your eyes everyday was once in my eyes as well.” He recited without a remorse.
And I couldn’t believe my ears. His eyes were as emotionless as me even the thought of seeing him like that was sounding like a nightmare to me. A thought that could make me tremble in fear.
“Then what happened?” I asked in dread and curious, gulping down my breath.
“Then," He said and took a pause for exhaling a breath and and continued "Then, my friend committed suicide before me. I didn’t know he was also depressed. And when he died, when I saw his bleeding body in front of my eyes. I realized how painful it is to lose someone you love or even you know. I understood the meaning of life and I felt guilty as well. Guilty because I couldn’t save him. That’s why I decided to live and to teach life to others.”
He explained with tears glittering in his eyes. Tears which were dripping on me as I was lying in his lap, cuddled in his embrace. His warm tears melted on my cold skin.
My mind was logged with numerous thoughts. My anxiety flowing in my blood veins and giving me goosebumps over my skin. Thought of losing him panging in my heart. I felt a new monster
coming to life behind my eyes. A new fears taking his first breaths in my mind. And the fear was to lose him. I didn't know why I was afraid to lose, to lose a person whom I met just some days ago.
But thinking of him not being near me making me feel some bitter feelings. But all that wasn't as hurtful as the little shiny pearls streaming down from his cheeks. I hated his tears because his tears showed sorrow and I hated him being sorrowful. I liked him being happy. He didn't deserve unhappiness. I could not see him being upset.
Therefore I just stood on my knees above his knees and embraced him tightly like he did.
His head was buried on the nape of my neck and my one hand was caressing his hair and other was stroking his back. His breaths struggling against the nape of my neck.
“Please, don’t cry. I can’t see you crying. Think about your soft cheeks they will be stained and your gorgeous eyes, they will be swollen. Therefore don’t cry. Please don't cry. I don't know what to say, to comfort a person who's crying. But when you cry it hurts me in my heart. ” I requested while I was sobbing.
He looked at me and placed his forehead on mine. “I am not crying anymore, Okay.” He whispered in a low tone and smiled.
“You said my touch ease your pain away. Didn’t you?” He said looking at me and smiling.
I just nodded my head in a yes while wiping my tears away.
“So, just close your eyes.” He stated to me. I looked at him in confusion. “Close your eyes, Come on,” he insisted.
And I closed my eyes. He held my face between his hands. Caressed my cheeks softly with his fingers. And then I felt his tender, warm, gentle lips kissing on my eyes. I forgot everything in that moment. My ache, my worries, the creeping fear in my heart and everything just replaced with a cozy warmth inside me. I felt like the beauty of the sky entered my body. I felt eased and relaxed. Then his lips went on my nose and he bit it gently and then kissed it too.
I opened my eyes and looked at him in wonder while he giggled like a child and I was drowned in him. I didn’t say anything and hugged him tightly once again. And he giggled once more.
“You have cried so much your eyes must hurt today, So, I comforted you.” He stated innocently.
“See, the stars are so beautiful. Let’s take a picture before we head back.” He exclaimed excitedly.
He took out of his phone and opened the camera. He grinned widely. While I looked at the camera shyly. After that we came back. I was about to go back to my room. When he pulled me into himself once again. “I am not your guardian angel just because you are like me. It’s also because you are special to me than everyone else.” He whispered in my ear.
Then he smiled at me. And waved me bye and went away on his bike.
This time he left me alone. I was alone with red cheeks, throbbing heart and warm ears. As, I walked back. I realized I was smelling like him. My body had his scent. And I clutched myself and shoved my head in pillow after getting back at my room.
To be continued...
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