After contemplating for a few minutes, I finally got some words out of stupid mouth but I just wanted to slap myself as soon as those stupid words left it. "Would you like to see the house?" Who asks that? Stupid mouth! Stupid brain! Stupid me!

"Yeah! Why not!" she smiles at me. If she kept smiling like that, I would be a goner soon. I led her to the stairs. She stopped to look at the photos that were framed. She was looking at one of the photos where me and Greg are kids covered in paint and holding a card. I remember, it was father's day and we decided to give him a handmade card. We got ourselves coloured papers, crayons and paints. We made a card with splattered paint with 'World's Best Dad' written in messy handwriting. At the end, there was more paint and glitter on us than it was on the card. Mom found it adorable and clicked a photo to capture the memory forever, so she can laugh about it. Sadly, she is not alive to see them now. I sighed and looked at Anna, she was smiling at the picture.

"You both look so cute; the card is adorable." She looked at me. "Well, it was a mess. It took weeks before all this glitter could go off. We both were sparkling." I laughed at it. I showed her the game room and our room.

"Nice room." Was all she said looking around. I also showed her the library. It wasn't all big but a small room with shelves filled with books. "wow, so many books. It is my favourite place." She scanned at all the books, running a hand over it. On the wall, there were word printed 'A reader lives a thousand lives.' Images of quotes from different books, were pasted on the wall.

"I love this wall. Whose idea?" she asked turning towards me. "mom!" it was mom's idea to do it, I mean Catherine's. she loved reading so much. There is collection of her favourite books. Well, she incorporated her hobby into me and Greg as well. We all love reading.

"Dan Brown collection." She stopped in front of the shelf where all his books were kept. There was 'Da Vinci Code', 'Angels and Demons', 'Inferno' and his other books. It was mine and Greg's collection. "yeah! Greg and me like reading it." I told her. she looked at other books. There was a collection of Nicholas Spark's novel, mom's favourite. "Wow! There are so many books. You won't mind lending me some, I will return after I finish. Would you?" she asked me. "you can always borrow them." I told her. she smiled and hugged me. "thank you" and returned to seeing the books like nothing happened while my heart was beating frantically at an abnormal speed.

We headed downstairs to the kitchen to grab some water. "what is in that room?" she asked me, motioning to the piano room. "oh there.! Come on... I will show you." I said taking her hand in mine. I opened the door and sat in front of the piano.

"Well, I play piano. So we keep it here." I told her. She was just looking at the piano with wide eyes. "would you like to hear me play? I promise I am not horrible." I started to play, the twilight themed music. I like the piano tune. I was stopped when I heard a sob. "stop please.!! Adam, I think I should just go." She said turning away and going out of the room. What happened, now? I went after her to see what happened. "Anna, is everything okay? What happened?" I asked her.

"nothing happened. Everything is fine. I just need to go." She said picking her bag. I took her wrist and turned her to look at me. her eyes were filled with tears. She was crying, I knew that.

"what happened? Why are you crying? You were fine few minutes ago." I looked in her eyes. "let me go." She yanked her hand away from me. "I need to go!" she marched towards the door.

"your driver is not here! Want me to drop you?" I asked her. "I will walk from here." She refused for my help. Just then, Greg and Samantha parked in the driveway. Samantha got out of the car and looked at Anna. "what happened? Why are you crying?" she turned her head in my direction. "what did you do, Adam?" she asked me. "I did nothing." I held my hands in surrender. "he did nothing! I just need to be home. Will you please drop me?" she asked her.

"okay, come on. Let's go." They both sat in the car and drove away. I am standing perplexed thinking about the whole situation. "bro, what did you do?" Greg asked me. "I don't know. She was all fine and smiling when looking at pictures and then at the library too. Actually she was happy and excited when I told her that she can borrow the books whenever she wants. Then I don't know what happened?" I ran a hand through my hair. "I showed her the piano room and played for her and then I saw her crying and leaving. What happened?" I looked at Greg who was trying to figure what happened suddenly.

"did you play a sad tune?" he asked me. "no, I didn't." I told him. For the fact, I understood that it was something with the piano or me playing it, because before that she was perfectly fine. I sighed in frustration. We entered the house and sat on the couch. She left because of me, most probably and I don't even know why. Fucked up life. I heard a beep and then saw Anna's phone on the table. she must have left it in hurry.

"She left her phone." Greg looked at the blinking screen. "I will go and return it." I told him, taking her phone with me. "maybe I can apologise for whatever I had done, when I didn't actually do anything. Maybe she will tell me what happened." I stood up from the sofa and got out, starting the car.

I am few blocks away when I heard another beep. Should I see it, maybe I can get some answers. But it would be invading privacy, wouldn't it? I parked my car and looked at the phone's flashing screen which got dim after a few minutes. I couldn't decide if I should just take a look or not. After about ten minutes of internal debate, I finally gave up and decided that I shouldn't look it. I know I can get answers but I don't want to check her phone, that would not be the right thing to do.

I parked in front of her house and rang the doorbell. The same girl as last time opened the door, whose name is Lily, now I remember that. "how can I help you?" she asks me.

"hello lily, I am here to see Annabelle. Can I meet her?" I asked her. She studied my face for good amount of seconds and then her face lit with recognition. "you were here last time also, sir." She said trying to confirm her memory. "yeah! I was. Can I?" I asked her again. I am here to see Anna, not to do some chit-chat with Lily.

"Sorry, she told me that she doesn't want to talk to anyone until Daniel comes home." She told me looking at me. "It would be quick, I promise." I am trying to convince her. "yeah, it maybe." She looked at the door upstairs. "but I am not willing to lose my job, sir. I can give her a message if you want to." She said shifting her legs from side to side. I just gave her Anna's phone and left telling her that Anna left it in my house.

I turned around and left. I looked at the house again and saw the window, which I presume is her room is open. Maybe I should climb the pipe and barge in. would it be nice or creepy. If someone saw me in this broad daylight, they would call a police. Yeah, that is a possibility. Let's just not do it.

When I reached home, Samantha was there shouting at me to tell her what wrong I did? how can I even tell her, when I don't know myself. I just left them in the living room and went straight to my room. I threw myself at the bed and keep looking at the blank ceiling, as if some magic would happen and answers to all my question will appear on it. Well, wouldn't it be nice! Maybe I should try some voodoo.

That night, Greg told me that he has a date with Amanda and he would be back late. The following week passed by. But for a fact, I knew Anna was ignoring me. She chose to sit on the farthest seat away from me in all the classes we share. She skipped the lunch, trying to avoid me see at the table. I was getting frustrated as each day passed by.

Jess and Sam would yell at me that I did something wrong when I don't know myself. I went to the back of school during lunch, where we sat the other day in hope of finding her but I got no luck. She is good at getting away. I even pestered mom to call them Mr. Hemsworth for a dinner in hope to meet Anna and talk to her. yes! She asked me question about why and frankly speaking I told her the truth but Daniel refused the offer saying he has prior arrangements. We don't know how much truth is in it. We don't know if Anna told him about anything or not.

It was Friday, when I saw her standing by her locker talking with Samantha and Jessica. I thought about confronting her but then thought otherwise. I want to talk to her alone. I saw June pass by her and shoving her, deliberately, may I add. "watch where are you standing bitch?" June said in her malicious voice.

"look where you are going whore." Samantha stepped in between. June's head snapped in her direction. It is just wonder; it didn't break in the process. "you bitch! You little friend here is the whore. A man stealing whore. Took Adam away from me." hatred dripping with every word.

"he was never yours." It was Jess who spoke this time.

"stop it guys! I don't care about you nor I care about Adam. You can have him all you want, I was never in between and never going to be. I don't give a shit about it." Anna slammed her locker and walked the other way.

I was stunned is all I could describe. She doesn't care about it all. She doesn't care about who I am with. Well, why would she anyway? The voice in my head asked me. because, I want her to. I want her to feel jealous, want her to care about me and want her to feel the same way I do for her. and what do you feel for her? the voice in my head asked me again. I don't know myself. Stupid brain and its stupid voice.

I want to talk to her. correction! I need to talk to her. need! I rushed after her. I found her alone walking to her class. Thank god! Jessica and Samantha are not with her. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her in the empty old classroom. I know, it is not used for years. I clamped her mouth shut before she can shout and looked straight into her eyes. an unknown emotion flickered into her eyes and I just want to drown in that hazel pool. Time to get some answers!

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