Louis's P.O.V

Her eyes gleamed, lips still parted. I was aware of their amusing staring at us but, could care less at that moment. Hoping this confession would not turn into a disaster.

She stood still. Staring at me. Without the answers. But somewhere in my heart, I had already known it. Our confessions were there for so long. It just needed some courage and acceptance to escape our heating heart. She blinked and entwined her fingers with mine. Hear cheeks red. I was sure mine must have fanned too. She toed up and she whispered close to my ears,"you know my words."

"We will never hurt you. Don't be scared from us. Sparrow, I apologize for my mistakes. I just have some anger issues. I am trying to make it all right."With that everyone start their famous wolf whistles.

They ruined our moment! Then what can we expect from friends!

"Light, will you, tell me what exactly happened back in there?" Harry asked as we parted from each other.

"Um. I saw them killing a man. I know I have seen you guys doing it too. But they did it so brutally that I couldn't stop thinking about it. I am sorry."

"Don't be. I have gone through those days too."I whispered, holding her thumb.

"Look guys. Liam brought a really bad meat. It actually fits for rubbish. I ain't going to cook that in this occasion. We should go out," Harry said, placing the knife on the coffee table.

"How's the cut?" I asked.

"It's really small,"she replied showing it to me and I could definitely ignore that.

"What if police comes and arrest us?"Naill said.

Throwing the cushion on his face,"You always talk rubbish. They don't have our pictures. All they know is about our gang."

*****

"Hey! It's a good breeze. Let's just take a walk a bit." Liam suggested.

"Yeah! It feels good." She said breathing deep.

Harry and Naill hopped out with their phones flashed light on their faces. Harry didn't stop giggling and Niall's fingers kept typing. They have been on their phone since we had our desert in restaurant.

The swishy air found its perfect space between my hair. So did her fingers in mine. The fireflies zapped, sending electrified buzzing in my stomach. Since she has explained the meaning behind naming it fireflies. I had totally forgotten that I used to call it butterflies.

"How did you meet these guys?" She cut up my thoughts.

"Umm. I don't exactly remember. But me and Liam almost grew up together. I met Harry in an alley. He was smoking weed. We were sixteen back then. He's the only one who lead me into this bad habit." I chuckled.

"And Naill?"

"Ugh! Naill. I went to Bruges with granddad. The same street we visited. Naill and I end up as friends. It was instant, I don't exactly remember actually. We had to leave and he stayed back but we had each other's phone numbers. And few years later. He called me and said that he wanted to join our gang. I was happy. He was a trust worthy man." "And this is how we all met and end being best mates."

"Louis! Light! where are you both going? At least stay close to us." Naill yelled, making us turn.

As we got closer to them they started to cavil. They all where finding the wind cooler than before.

"We both can stay back. I am feeling good." I said, thinking Light would want to stay. But she denied with her head shaking.

Saying my goodbye to the soft wind in a huff. I started to follow others to the way back home. While Harry and Liam kept passing silly comments on me Sparrow. They were goofs. Totally talking like those cartoon barbie dolls.

"Stop it guys. Get your butts in your rooms now." I growled.

They started chuckling while me and Sparrow hit upstairs. Our cheeks stayed red for no reason. I couldn't even believe, that I finally opened the door of my hearts. After Jax. But Sparrow came flying down my heart. She kicked the walls with her softness and innocent intentions.

"Hey! Louis. Why are you staring at this lamp?" She giggled.

"Uh! Sorry. I was thinking."

"About," she said and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Um, how broke the walls around my heart that I thought was hard and unbeatable."

Minutes later we were on bed, she had hugged my left arm,while snoring soft. But one thing didn't leave my mind. The diary under her pillow,trying to show itself st its best. There was pen on the night stand too.

She must have written something on it! What had she written?

Escaping her beautiful embrace, I took a hold of the diary. With a curious mind, I entered into the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet's seat, flicked the pages. The moment I found the paragraph written in her handwriting, my fingers stopped.

Joe has not left my mind. Neither his abuse nor the pain I was tortured with. I know he won't pay them but I can't tell them. I don't want to go back, I can't bare the pain anymore. I'd rather die in the accident with mom and dad. But no God has to leave me alive. Joe was burning oil to my skin. He did not leave any space where the scars didn't imprinted themselves. I wish I could forget it. All the pain and memorising. These nightmares are eating me alive..........

Flipping the last page, I sighed. My heartbeat had lost its track. I couldn't even imagine, what she had gone through. I could find the reasons for her behaviour. Why she was always scared and reserved? Why she never spoke up for herself. I opened the door and slowly walked out. It was heavy. Reading all her pain had brought me in pure melancholy. Wished, I could erase it all away. And fill her life with sunshine and soft breeze.

***

Light's P.O.V

Sun didn't hang up that noon. It was colder than the last day. Louis smile had been replaced into a deep frown.

Is he not happy with the confession we made yesterday? Is it because of me? What if he says to end things up?

Sending the lump back, I looked up. Surprised to find him staring right at me. I tried to smile and he did too. Crawling on the couch from the other end and sat beside me and wrapped his arms around me while inhaling deeply against my neck. Inhale had embraced grief and stress. I could feel it!

"Louis."

"Hmm."

"Are you upset? Do you want to say something?" To my question he just shook his head, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Light, I am going out for groceries. Want to come?" Harry asked.

I looked back at Louis and he smiled while nodding. I wanted him to come but he said, that he would stay back.

Harry took the keys and his wallets,while I wore my shoes. No one else was coming, they were not interested in these things. As Harry and I were about to step out. My body had just escaped the door frame and Louis came grabbing my fingers, giving me a deep kiss. I could feel, he had something inside to say but I just smiled and headed towards me the car.

"Do you know what's up with Louis?" I asked when we stopped at the red signal.

"Like, he can't stop kissing you." He chuckled.

"No! He seemed to be sad from the morning. I don't know the what's the matter. I tried to talk about it but he just shook his head."

"I don't know, Light. He will tell. Now or later. Maybe he need some time to think about it." He said and started the car.

My mind wanted the solution. An answer to the puzzle. Why was he sad?
"Light, do you think we should get fish? Because whenever I buy it. It ends up staying in freezer. Nobody likes to eat it." Harry asked as we were passing the seafood section.

"Then don't." I shrugged and walked pass him.

"Can I get this?" I asked.

"Peanut butter. Ugh! How could you like this. You and Niall has weird taste. It's gross. Looks like poop." He sneered in disgust.

"Shut up! It's tasty plus good for health and me and Naill have a great taste." Sticking my tongue out I said.

"Whatever. Anyways. This is the list. Get these cereals, I need to use loo." He said and literally ran.

I put packets of Cheerios and three bran flakes in the cart. I entered the bread section, totally on the horns of a dilemma. What would go better with peanut butter, whole wheat bread or flour?

A familiar voice whispered from the back,"Kitten." For me the whole store cane crashing down, with every single tissue of my body. I knew who's voice it belonged to. But still wished my perceptions to be wrong. Brain could not focus on which actions to follow. Scream or stay silent. Run away or turn towards him.

"Don't you want to see your brother?" His evil voice sent shrivels down my spine. I couldn't disobey him,so I turned around.

"Done shopping. Huh! It's been a month and a half. Now it's time to come home." Grabbed my write and started to walk towards the exit door.

I wanted to call Harry. I needed help but I had lost my voice. The fear had overcame everything. Tears found their way to my cheeks. My torture was coming and I knew it.

"You have been a bad sister. Need to be punished. Be ready for it." He whispered as we existed.

END/

Author's note--
Don't kill me for this. There is a sequel.