Do you know the feeling, when emotions overcome you? When you can't hold your emotions in yourself, when everything seems to be blurred, when you close your eyes but you don't get sleep, when you want to imagine good things but the monsters of your past doesn't let you to.

The same thing was happening to him, his frustration was getting more and more.

He only knew one person, who doesn't hate him, who doesn't blame him.

He took out his phone and messaged her.

His aunt.

I need to talk to you, please.

He put his phone down, desperately waiting for her reply.

Reenah: Oh, you remember me?

He closed his eyes, controlling his anger.

I need to talk with you for myself.

Reenah: Alright, coming.

He kept his phone aside, he knew she was a women of her words, she'll be right here.

Impatiently, he waited and the door bell rang.

He opened the door and saw her. She was clad in a long over coat, jeans underneath and high snow boots. Classy as ever.

He didn't pass her smile nor she did. Same blood.

They both came inside and sat on sofa.

"Why you called me?" She asked him in her cold voice, he felt awkward, he always felt awkward around this women.

Reenah sighed, and shifted closer to him. She put her hand on his, he looked at her.

"Talk with me. I'm still here for you." She said, trying to comfort him, he had his jaw clenched, trying to control the tsunami of emotions.

"You came." He chocked.

"I knew, I knew you would call me someday. You kept saying that you don't need anyone, but we all need someone. Sarah was always your shoulder to rely on, and she loved you more than anything." She caressed his hairs as she whispered, "She loved you, she cared for you. Your sister loved you."

He looked at her, she saw emotions in his eyes, his eyes started getting watered and tear after tear kept flowing down his eyes as he recalled all the memories.

Reenah never saw him this vulnerable, she never saw him crying.

"She has your eyes." She whispered.

He shook his head, "She has her mother's eyes."

"Don't you want to know her name?" She asked him.

"I don't think I'm ready yet." He whispered.

"How's she?" He asked her.

"She's doing good. Focusing on herself more." She replied, he nodded.

"You can leave now." He said in a cold voice.

"Call me when you need me." He nodded and followed her to the door.

"You're all I have." He whispered through his broken voice. The world failed to understand him, but she never failed to understand him.

She kissed his forehead, his heart swelled with the warmth, he felt home.

"Her name is skye." She said and left the house.

He painfully closed his eyes, he was supposed to be with her, she was his blood. But this guilt never let him to, he leaned his head against the door, and shed a few tears.

Does she smile like her mother?

Does she look like her mother?

***

She was cleaning the dust off the books, when she heard a chair screeching voice in the quiet library.

She looked around and saw the familiar mysterious guy.

Fuming with anger, she went to him.

Putting her hands on her hips, she asked him, "Why are you following me everywhere?"

He looked up on hearing the voice, as he saw her, he internally groaned. Not again.

Why does this girl have to be everywhere I go?

"You work in all places of town?" He asked her on founding her in cafe, then at software store and now here in library.

"Offo, no. I'm not that workaholic. Usually I like to work, but not that much. I like to do the work that I prefer, cause we have one life, right? We should do things that we like. I don't-

"I didn't ask you the whole story, answer my question." What was this girl even?

"Oh, sorry. What was your question? I forgot." She sheepishly said.

He wanted to bang his head somewhere.

"Forget it. You're new here?"

"Yes, I came here with Marta."

"You know Marta?" He asked.

"Yes, she's my aunt." She replied, he nodded.

She sat opposite to him.

"You know, I get scary vibes from you." She said.

"Why that?"

"I don't know, but there's something different about you. Your vibe is really different."

"Cool." He replied in a cold voice.

"Cool? You're cold? Why aren't you wearing warm clothes?" Oh, she was naive. He chuckled, his smile automatically brought a smile on her face too.

"You're not out of this world, but out of this galaxy." She blushed a little at his words, and he saw the red.

"What do they call you?" She asked.

"Kartik."

"What do the galaxy call you?" He asked.

"Naira." She replied.

"Naira." He repeated after her and her heart skipped a beat.

"What are you reading?" She asked glancing the book in his hands.

"Not reading, going through the places." She forwarded her hand, he gave her the book.

She went through the book, it contained all mesmerising places around the world.

"Have you ever been to these?" She asked him.

"A few of them." He replied calmly.

"I want to visit all these places, but I can't due to the situations." She said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"I would love to take you around the world with me." He blurted out, heat crept from her neck to cheeks.

On realizing what he has said, he got up going towards the door, when her voice stopped him.

"Kartik." She called him, and oh his name was so beautiful.

"Your book." She handed over the book to him.

He was about to turn around when she again said, "I want you to take me around the world with you."

His ears tinted with a shade of pink.

And oh, he blushed.

This girl was a total trouble, without saying anything he left the library.

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