Tiredness overwhelmed my body, however I could hear the doorbell ringing, making me sigh in disgust, it was certainly not the right time for a visit, I smoothed my hair with my fingers and walked to the door opening and found a woman of medium height with very pretty curly hair with delicate features giving me a smile, while holding a tray full of something that exuded a very good smell reminding me that I was hungry.
- Hello, my name is Flora and this is Megan, my daughter. We have come to welcome you to our neighborhood! - The woman said, made room and showed a very pretty little girl who looked very much like the older woman.- " Hello." - The girl said shyly, smiling and then hiding behind Flora.- Hello, I am Ayanne, please come in, the house is still a mess, but at least the couch is free! - She smiles shyly, opening the door and making room for the mother and daughter to enter.- Would you like something to drink? I don't have many options, but I have an orange drink. - I said, going into the kitchen to get the pitcher from the fridge and three glasses, pouring them, then sat down and filled my glass.- We brought you some homemade cookies, I hope you like them, Megan helped me, she said she would love them! - She said it made me smile, in fact that smell gave me the impression that I would really love what was coming. The woman removed the plastic making a wind of wonderful smell go through the room, making me salivate.- Wow, that smells delicious, looks like I'm really going to love your cookies Megan! - I said smiling at the little girl who smiled shyly and with her eyes sparkling- I see you really loved it, my child, you were right! - she commented, smiling.- Yes, it's wonderful! I would eat it forever if I could, oops, sorry! - I covered my mouth when I caught myself talking with my mouth full, completely forgetting my manners, they both laughed and soon started chewing too.- Mom makes great cookies, if you want me to bring them every day! - Megan said excitedly.- Oh no! Thanks, I don't want to give you a hard time, Megan! - I said I was grateful, but it would be too much trouble even if I wanted that to happen, eating cookies every day would be really awesome.- Anyway, I have nothing to do, I can come over and talk to you too! - she insisted with big pleading eyes.- My love Aya must be busy, he mustn't bother her. - Flora intervened. - It won't bother you, so let's do this: you come on Saturdays and we stay together, okay? - I said, but I didn't really know if this would be possible. - Okay, promise me on Saturdays we'll play together! - she said excitedly, coming up to me and extending her little pinky, which I accepted, sealing our oath. Flora started laughing at her daughter's excitement as she talked about what we could do in this leisure time, so we went to plan and eat.- Where did you come from, Aya? - Flora asked me curiously, after a brief interruption of the conversation, but this was the part I didn't like, when meeting new people, talking about my life, for me was like a taboo.- Well, I come from the southern Skagit Valley. - It wasn't a lie, but I didn't want to delve too deeply into that information.- Ah, this town is beautiful, the flowers there are magnificent! - She said with a look of admiration, as if she was contemplating the scene in her own head, completely amazed.- But why did you leave this wonderful city? - she uttered as she woke up from her reverie.As she asked this question, a wave of sadness washed over me, as if I was being hit by the ocean waves, as if I remembered why I had left my hometown. Remembering that I had been rejected by many left me with great remorse for those who claimed to love and protect me, when I needed them the most they rejected me, being taken to five different homes was frustrating, even though I had been given to my old family and had lived happily next to Susan and Beny who had given me a good reference of family, love and many other things that had been denied to me throughout my life, even though their children still hated me, I could have a happy life next to the elderly couple. Noticing my delay in responding to the woman, I noticed that the two women were looking at me curiously, hurrying me to speak.- I got a better job in the area of the college I attended. - I omitted the real reason I had moved cities, it wasn't a total lie, because I had gotten an internship with a very famous painter named Draven Leblanc, he was the best artist in our country, winning many exhibitions throughout his career.- Oh, how wonderful! - said the woman smiling, seeming to understand my discomfort, or at least she seemed to. We talked for a while longer until I noticed that Megan had her head resting on her arm as she slept peacefully, showing how carefree she was, and how easily she could sleep anywhere.- I think someone is dreaming! - I said jokingly.- Yes! Oh my God! We talked so much that I didn't notice the time, I must hurry and put her to bed. - The woman said, getting up and taking the little girl in her arms.- Yes, we talked so much, I didn't notice the time fly either, do you want some help? - I said, getting up and walking to the door of the house opening it.- No, you can relax, this one is so light! - She gave a soft and amused smile at the same time, while hugging her daughter's body.- I'll bring your clean plate tomorrow, then! - I smiled yellow and couldn't pass up the remaining cookies, I really wanted to eat them.- A! Sure, take your time, have a good night dear! - She smiled and walked to the street.- You too! - I replied before she left. As soon as she left, I continued to look outside gazing at the starry sky, but soon felt again the discomfort from before, making me look around, when I looked at the house in front of me, seeing again the neighbor at the window seemed to watch me carefully, I felt neither fear nor insecurity, it was as if this was not his intention, and of course I hoped it was not really an act of intimidation, I looked at him again, trying to know what my neighbor looked like since the curtain did not leave a very clear view, but to no avail once my contact was broken, because, he moved away from the window.- Wow, that was strange! - I said, shrugging my shoulders and heading back into the house.The house was still a mess, but there was no point in rushing that night as I had eaten the cookies and didn't mind preparing something else since I didn't feel hungry, I just put away what was left in the fridge and headed to my room, taking out a pair of pajamas that was sampled in one of the boxes of clothes and then going into the bathroom getting ready to take a shower and letting the tiredness overpower me, reminding myself that the day had been tiring, but very pleasant and happy because now I was going to live a new life, so I had no reason to complain about the tiredness.- Yes, Ayanne, now this will be your new life! - I smiled, lay down and finally slept with quiet thoughts.Waking up in a house, where you don't feel oppressed, there are no aggressions and no people who look at you like an unpleasant bug, is the best feeling in the world, and today is that wonderful day. The sun beating down on my face, brought such a nice feeling, as if its warmth was hugging me and inviting me to be by your side, like a warm hug, the only one I could remember was Susan's hugs, her strawberry pie smell and her lavender scented perfume made me feel welcome. I got up feeling totally energized, as I had never felt before, even though I had worked a lot yesterday, and today continuing with my housework, it wasn't even enough to make me sad. I went to the bathroom to take a nice cold shower, just to get my body as lazy as my mind was. As soon as I woke up my body, I went out wearing a baggy outfit, a pair of jeans and a purple and pink floral blouse that was very loose on me, it would be great for another day of organizing and cleaning, already feeling a little warm in the mo
I was about to turn around when I was surprised by the door being opened, and a man so tall he stood in front of me that I had to back up a few steps and raise my head a little but, and only two things that caught my attention the first thing I saw was his beautiful hair seemed so soft that I wanted to caress him, and the second was his deep and intense eyes were like the starry night, I could not catch my breath that had held, his symmetrical face contained strong features, thick eyebrows and a lip so well drawn, it was beautiful totally different from the men I knew, I got lost in some marks on his face, they were some scars that some day caused him problems, now they were nothing but deep marks, forcing his beautiful face to look strict and angry, even if it was not on purpose, noticing that if I didn't say anything it would make that first meeting strange, I gathered all the courage I could find and got ready to explain the whole situation. - Good morning sir, sorry to bother you.
I was buying some things that I needed however the money was not so good and was not enough for almost anything, since in addition to rent came along the bills for water, electricity and gas daily needs not to mention everything was so expensive and as I was a minor the owner of the cafeteria took the opportunity to pay me below minimum wage, Luckily I got another job as a helper in a stationery store, after working two jobs and saving money I was able to pay for my college, I won a scholarship that covered half my expenses with the help of a program for needy young people, the scholarships were only awarded to those who got the highest score among the students and the score that the program required, it was difficult, almost impossible, since they complain a lot that only a few people could get it, I studied hard to win the scholarship, and not only that but in college I had to study twice as hard to get one of the places as an apprentice in the atelier, with two other people, among s
Today will be my first day at Draven Leblanc's atelier, I'm so excited, I couldn't even close my eyes most of the night, it was really a dream, to be able to work in the area I dominated and not to mention that it was my favorite hobby, I got up before the alarm clock, got ready with the best clothes I could find in my small closet, I prepared my coffee and as soon as I was drinking it I grabbed my cell phone to call Mr. Joseph, since he assured me that I could call him, it would be easier for me to find the studio, it might be crazy, but I had never even visited the city and I didn't know where the market was if I hadn't asked Ethan - Hello! - I heard Mr. Joseph's voice on the other end. - Hi Mr. Joseph, this is Ayanne, you gave me your number two days ago. - I explained as I took a sip of my coffee. - Oh, yes, of course I remember you, how can I help you? - She asked, looking a little happier. - Well I'm going to work today, but there is a small problem, I'm not sure where the ar
- Yes, you didn't! - I spoke up in shock and turned to look behind me, seeing the man who was busy on the phone talking to me. - Did you like it? - I wasn't sure what his look meant at that moment, or if he was upset that I entered without greeting him, but he still had a slight smile on his face. - I apologize if I startled you. - He looked at me intently and at that moment his gaze became attentive. - No, I apologize. I came in quietly, not wanting to disturb you. - I said embarrassed. - I guess it's hard not to notice you coming into my humble studio. - I hoped that my blush hadn't become apparent at that moment, because I felt my face heating up, I looked at the paintings in front of me trying to disguise my embarrassment. - Yes, I loved it, the paintings are beautiful and show a lot of feeling. - I tried to cut the mood. - Sorry, I didn't even introduce myself, my name is Ayanne Reese. - I held out my mother, and he held her gently and kissed her, making me very embarrassed.
That morning, I woke up at the same time, with the sun beating on my face, and warming it up, unfortunately the day had already arrived, and I was not enjoying it. I got up, took a deep breath and went to my shower, looked at myself in the mirror seeing my tired image, my moss green eyes had deep dark circles under their eyes, denouncing my bad night's sleep, my light brown wavy hair was terribly messed up, from the several hours of tossing and turning trying to sleep. I got under the shower to get rid of that dead image and wake up, untangle my long unruly strands as I liked to call them, took a nice cold shower, got out wrapped in the towel ready to choose any outfit, I went to my closet seeing already a flowered straps dress in various shades of blue was round and hit the half of my thigh, light and cozy. I took it and laid it on my bed, moisturized my body with a rose and cherry cream, I loved this cream, its smell was so soft. I combed my hair and let it loose, put on some light
Loneliness, for many, is synonymous of emptiness, the dark, of a deadly silence, where there is nothing and no one. The loneliness for many is unpleasant, cold, suffocating, but not in my case, the loneliness for me, brought me comfort, peace where for many it would be a storm. But why? Do I think like this? When did this start? I have no answer, but I know something that is related. Should love be a choice? Should a mother's love be a choice? If a mother wanted her child, carried it for nine months and still loves it, why did mine choose not to love me, but to erase me from her life, simply discarding me, like garbage which could be thrown into a shredder and nobody would miss me, maybe I should be angry, but no, these people would not have any kind of feeling from me, I would never give this taste, the marks on my body? I am constantly reminded of this already, every moment reminding me that I am a monster, reminding me that those who should love me, have simply turned me into a frea
Compared to the fiasco that had been our breakfast, amazingly enough when we saw each other at work Draven seemed completely different when he saw me he was very gentlemanly and recognized that he had talked a lot and only when he got home he realized that we had not talked properly, I will not deny that his attitude made me very happy, and so he promised me a more inviting lunch promising to behave properly which in fact was quite funny when he said that, and here we are sitting in a small restaurant with a much more fluid and pleasant conversation. - But tell me, what did you do before you moved to this small town? - He asked, smiling. - Well, I was a waitress in a diner near the college. - I replied, annoyed by this subject. - I understand why you chose Snow College? - He said, referring to the nickname given affectionately by the students. - Well, I thought it was better to go there, because it was the college where my parents met. - It wasn't totally untrue that my adoptive p