Lies in Autumn

It's September, leaves started to part off from the deciduous tree the brightly colored foliage that slowly drops from the trees and shrubs to carpet the ground. Fall can possibly tickle every person's visual senses by presenting its dazzling array of colors to gaze upon but in my case, I feel the opposite I don't like its beauty and I hate everything this season possesses starting from the day when they left me. I watch every leaf that departed from each branch, I wonder what the trees felt after their leaves part off from them, does they feel sad and empty too just like how I felt when they slip off from my grasp?. I remember it was autumn when they left me, I hold them as tight as I could for them to stay but no matter how much I desire them to stick with me it's destiny that hinders and I can't do anything with it. I blame autumn to be the reason for my loss, if only my parents didn't gaze upon and admire the beauty that this season possesses they shouldn't be crushed by a bus they should still be alive today. I was in my melancholic situation when a voice ruined the moment I gaze from my back and saw a lady walking towards my direction with pity in her eyes, her white hair and wrinkled face is very evident and that serve as proof that she's getting older and older as time goes by. "Jylle, are you ok?" asked my grandmother's with a reassuring voice. My grandmother is quite familiar with me; she has been my guardian and supporter for the past 12 years since my parents died. People in this place think that I am the mere definition of perfection because of my ocean blue eyes, flawless complexion, a pointed nose, and perfect face structure, but they have no idea that I'm a person full of insecurities. I want a perfect family with a mother, father, and siblings; it's been a long time since I've seen my entire family, and I know it won't happen again. "Jylle?" I snap upon hearing Lola's voice. I smile before answering her question.  "Don't worry about me Lola I am fine, you know you've raised a lioness out of me" I laugh a bit to assure grandma. "That's my Jylle, loosen up sweety anyway why won't you go inside and entertain the visitor of your niece since Arthuro is not around," she says while mustering a playful smile on her face.  "Lola, don't ever try -- I know what you're thinking" I retorted " Why won't you try it sweety he seems bored sitting almost half an hour in the living room" she sounds like kind of convincing me, you, and your tactics Lola.  "Not my problem, Lola" "Please baby Jylle" and now she's calling me a baby, my weakness "Fine, just stop calling me baby grandma you know I'm already 18 years old, I'm a lady now" I mutter in frustration. She gives me a pure and sincere laugh in response, how I wish life has no ending and we could stay like this forever. We both enter the house and there I saw a very familiar man sitting on the sofa a man who owns a pair of mint green eyes, a white complexion and a perfect jawline: He's Travor Hyios Buston, my cousin Arthuro's best friend, whom I despise not only for being a jerk but also for the fact that I admire his beauty. "Hyios son, my granddaughter will going to accompany you since Arthuro is not around I will be going in my room, adios" and she climbs upstairs. I avert my eyes to Travor and to my surprise he's staring at me intensely, I suddenly got conscious of my posture, I bow my head so that he can't see my face. This unknown feeling suddenly rose up again my heart is in chaos and it feels like any minute it will go out from my chest. I cleared my throat and compose myself as I gathered all my remaining strengths. "Why are you here? A-arthuro is kind of busy in their business he must be here late" I utter as I stutter, damn. He suddenly burst  laughter before answering my question "You look so nervous come on lady I don't eat human, and by the way, I came here not for Arthuro but for you haven't I tell you that I like you and I will court you" he retorted casually  "Don't kid around Travs that's not a good joke I tell you, stop playing with me" I replied angrily "I AM NOT Keirra Jyllé, look I'm serious" he utters as his face look sober I can't! you're one hell of a playboy Travor, how can I believe you, I would never bit your bait I'll swear. "Go home Travs, I'm not in the mood to play with you"  Every action of him is confusing now he's pursuing me the next day he will avoid me and flirt lot of girls. "Ok, if you say so" he utters in submission as he raises his hand in defeat I was about to walk away when he suddenly chant a word that made me froze. "But remember this Jyllé soon you will going to love me. REAL HARD" I was caught off guard when he suddenly goes near my ear and whispers that word which made goosebumps all over my body. I suddenly slapped him, "huh! you wish Travs not gonna happen" "Let's see Jylle" he said smirking and goes out of our house. I touch my chest and feel the loud thud of my heartbeats yielding for danger, this is not good anymore. "Jyllé, what happen to your face why are you so red? And where is Hyios" I jit at my grandmother's sudden reappearance "Huh, nothing grandma and he goes home already" I excuse myself and went on to my room.