And while he watched her left his sight, he took another quick look at Nicholas, and though anyone in his shoes would be more than ecstatic, he could see his actions were somehow intentional, and mostly directed towards him.He shook his head and walked away, walking straight to his residence, steadily walking up the stairs with this feet stomping the steps and his head down to the ground.When he was done, he turned the door knob of his room towards the right, walking right into it and letting himself fall on the bed freely.Soft was the nature of the bed, and with it always being arranged and kept in it's neat form, it gets even softer and more soothing.While he laid on the bed, his hands moved from his head, and down to the bed, stretched wide open as he breathed and heaved sighs of relief.His eyes were closed as the reminisce of the conversation kept on occuring in his head, her words and the same way he felt while she touched him, the feelings, they all returned."And you know

He needed sleep, he had witnessed too much for the day and the only way he would bypass all what he saw and felt that day was if he fell on his soothing soft foam.He didn't steady his paces as usual, he walked with haste with this rage inside him, like he was on a mission or perhaps a journey, possibly a journey of slumber, and would not be caught up for any discussion whatsoever.He walked into his room and slammed the door behind him, locking it in other to avoid any other entrance apart from himself.He stood by the door, he placed his head on the wooden door while his left hand was holding the door knob, and his countenance had changed completely.What was he thinking of at the moment? Would the door be able to comfort him now in his days of torment or plagues?He left the door and took off his clothes, his eyes were red but tears could never fall down his cheeks, he was too strong to let his emotions get the better side of him, or maybe it had already. He laid on his bed, and h

He awoke on his bed, this feeling which was found so refreshing was way different from that which he felt the previous day, and this time, his face was beaming with a smile.How he imagined the length of the previous day, it was as though it would never end but it did, and while he sat on his bed, his mind couldn't remind him of any other vision which he saw. It was all peaceful and calm.There was much to learn each day, that mindset he had carried since he was a little boy, and with each day passing, he learned to broaden his horizon, to elongate the limits of his knowledge.But what about the previous day, did he learn anything apart from the fact that he was a minion to the fulfilment of his brother's "dream"?He shook his head immediately, he remembered telling himself just before he slept off that the previous events would not be his daymare, and that he would build himself in preparation for whatever would he fired at him from his brother.The windows were open, and the light f

He couldn't believe it. All these while his father had always kept a soft spot for his brother, ignoring him die to claims which weren't true, speaking of things of which he didn't understand or even know anything about.His mind was filled, more of being crowded with thoughts of his father's statement. And to think it was his brother who he told all these to, the one he really didn't see reasons to despise apart from now, that went a long way to show that he had more enemies in his household who prevented him from becoming that we he had always desired to be.The secret kept on repeating itself in his head, the thoughts of it alone caused the veins in his body to pop out visibly as he showed off his anger in the very way he breathed, walked and looked. This was something so unbelievable from his father's actions. He remembered the moments when he and his brother played in the fields.He remembered seeing his father standing by the side with his hands behind his back, smiling as he

They waited till the darkness had taken over the entire landscape, peeping through the door all they could see was the lights which shone through the hallways and few footsteps around.For a moment Nicholas cursed the existence of the maids and the servant which lived in the house, he only wished their duties would end just as the darkness creeped in but no, they had to work till close to midnight and awake again before the first light.And while they waited patiently in the room, their heads were placed against the door just so they could keep up with the footsteps they heard.Slowly the footsteps faded away, and the hallway became quiet with just mere chatters from the maids who he claimed were known for their gossips.Nicholas held the door knob and opened again, this time he did it slowly to avoid the screeching sound of the door being heard and drawing attention to themselves.He stretched his neck out, his head moving left and right just so he could survey who was coming and who