My Humble Stranger

Chapter Two

I lean my back against the chair staring at my journal. What happened exactly? My memory is a bit rusty. Push, cliff, fall. I closed my eyes and started remembering somethings.

Flashback

"What are we doing up here? You know I'm scared of heights." I said.

"C'mon, the view is perfect from up here." He said, melting my heart with his smile.

"It's really high." My palms became sweaty. He held my hand and I felt a spark. What is it about this stranger that makes me feel so free and secure. I don't know a thing about him but I've a lot about myself. I don't even know his name. He's really a mystery.

"I don't know your..."

"I love coming to high places to think. It makes me feel a little humane. I keep getting hurt. Thunder roar heavily, sadness and fear covers me so many questions yet unanswered. I'm left broken and hurt." He touched my cheek. "You're so different."

I could feel his pains radiating from him. He's hurting. "I still don't know your name."

He smiled. "I'm... No!" He said angrily and pushed me, my head hit against a tree.

A bullet from no where hit him. Everywhere was a bit blurry. No, no, no. I watched him fall down the cliff. I felt a very sharp pain. My eyes closed weakly with tears all over my face and then I was unconscious.

End of Flashback

"No no no." I shouted in tears.

"Bloom... Mehek."

I turned to see my mom before passing out.

***

No no no. I woke up panting. There was sweat all over my body. I was on my bed.

"Oh. Thank goodness you're finally awake. I was thinking of taking you to the hospital." My mom said worriedly. "Would you like some coffee or cappuccino."

"Please just give me my journal and a pen."

"I'm worried. You've not be yourself since..."

"I will be fine mom. I still have a feeling he's out there."

"Who?"

"It doesn't matter now."

"Here's your journal and pen."

"Thanks mom."

"Get some rest." She said and left.

I touched my necklace which was the key of my journal. I opened the journal and started writing. I believe you're still out there. I pray we meet again even if it's just once.

***

"Aunty, I'm fine." I said and quickly remove the phone from my ear before her screaming explode my eardrum. "Thanks for caring. Bye..." I rushed and hung up almost immediately. Dealing with a worried aunty is so much work.

My aunt can really be a pain in the ass sometimes and trust me you don't want to be on her naughty list. My mom and aunt might not agree on same thing or even anything but they both care about me plus they might not agree but they're pretty good friends.

"Mom. Are you okay?" I asked as I caught her sniffing.

"My baby will be leaving for college in a week time."

I rolled my eyes. "It's just college. I'll come visit." Then I sighed sadly.

"What's wrong?" My mom asked.

"I'm different. I feel different. I don't fit in anywhere."

"Has anybody ever make you feel insecure?"

"I'm biracial mom and I have no friends."

"Have you ever try talking to anyone?"

No. Not really. They don't like me. "

"Who knows, maybe it's just the other way round. Maybe you're the one not giving them a chance. "

"I'm scared of people, I'm scared of the world, I'm scared of society in short I'm a coward. Don't wanna do that, can't do that in short I do lack confidence. I always have these thoughts bottled up in my head but then he showed up." I said and started thinking of him.

I felt a hand on mine and I flinched. It was my mom's. "Speaking of friend. Can you..."

"He's different. He made my summer beautiful. I came out of my shell. I did all sort of crazy things. I was a different person. I felt so secured and somehow safe with him. He was perfect. Everything was going smoothly but it had to end. It all had to end so horribly." I said feeling tense. The memories all came back afresh. I remembered him placing a kiss on my cheek or my forehead. Each time, he calls me beautiful or mi amon. How I end up telling him everything about myself but I know nothing of him. I don't even know his name.

"Mehek." I flinched. Mom rarely calls me that but when she does it normally calms me like my dad is somehow with me. "You're crying." She said.

I touched my face which was really wet from tears. My mom wiped it off.

"What's his name? What happened exactly? "

"It doesn't matter anymore. I better go pack for college. I have a lot of packing to do." I said and left for my room. I don't want to think of it. I want to believe he's still out there and that our paths will cross soon.

***

I stare at the mirror. Time to leave. I'm going to miss my mom. She didn't let me off her sight yesterday. She slept in my room cuddling me. She's acting like she's never going to see me again, like I'm leaving for good.

My hair has really grown extra long these past few days. I normally cut it to my back once or twice a month. I had my hair packed in a ponytail. I've never really let it down except when I have to wash or cut it or so. My bright big blue eyes looks dull. I really do look like an halfcast.

"Bloom. "

I made it to the living room where my mom is. I already have my bags and everything else set. I'm taking the first flight and I can't afford to miss it.

"My baby." She hugged me tightly, squeezing the life out of me.

"Mom, we have to go. We can do our farewells at the airport." I said trying not to break down. If we don't leave now I may miss my flight. I'm so going to miss her a lot. I hugged her this time. "Love you mommy."

"Love you too darling. "

TBC...