Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 9
Her FaceBook Friend
âHave you ever made a scene, you saw in a movie or read somewhere in your head and then put yourself in it? Have you ever watched yourself from a different personâs view going deeper and deeper into the scene, away from you? I hope you can feel my pain by placing yourself in the scene where your mother asked you to pack some food for your Parents. â [Jacqueline]
My head throbbed, clenching my fist, I sp***ed some rice-eating it. But now it felt tasteless to me. I think just because I always wanted to have food with her in the same way she had served me was the mere reason which made it tastier than it was. But her words had completely ruined my appet**e. Maybe because food may fade away but feelings donât.
âAre you okay dear?â
âYeah.â
âThen you didnât answer me?â
âThank you for asking, aunty, but my parents are not at home. So itâs not required.â
âOh Okay. By the way, Do you know Joel gifted me a necklace today? He said he bought it for my birthday. see. Howâs it?â
I was in so much daze that I didnât even notice the necklace she was wearing. it was beautiful It glittered attractively in the light and all her behavior now made some sense to me. she gave a soft tap on the purple diamond and I breathed a sigh in relief when it didnât shatter which it wouldâve done if it was a fake and made of cheap gla**. She ran a thumb over its polished surface and smiled at me.
almost grinning. I have never seen her smile so genuinely for months. Her black eyes shined in happiness. While her beautiful pink lips curved though the reason for the smile was a necklace. But to me her smile was the most beautiful jewel Iâd ever come across and well, I suppose there is beauty in the simplicity of the word âbeautifulâ for truly had I thought it to be grand, majestic, glorious, or even royal there is no comparison to when I imagined it as the epitome of the Grace.
âItâs beautiful Aunty. But more than that Your smile is the epitome of beauty. You should smile more.â
Hearing my words, her smile turned more profound than it already was. Her white face blushing a little and I found that cute.
ADVERTISEMENT âAww. Thank you dear for such a compliment. But I donât deserve it.â
âNo aunty you deserve it. You should see yourself.â
âThank you so much, Dear. Today you made my day.â
âDonât thank me, Aunty. I was just telling you whatâs true. You are truly beautiful.â
Smiling She stood up and kissed my forehead. instantly making me feel better.
âThank you, my dear daughter.â
My heart nearly jumped through my throat hearing her words. âDid she remember me?â I was nearly prepared to embrace her when she spoke again.
âI mean you are just like my daughter I never had.â
This was the part of my life where I was disappointed but I couldnât do anything about it. I coughed a little to stop myself from crying and asked her to have her medicines.
â30 minutes later.â
I placed my feet on the cold hardwood, I walked to her room. Seeing her sleeping form. I sat outside her room listening to the heavy snores she made in her sleep. it was enough to calm me down. I donât know how long I sat there but after a point, I went back to bed, pulled the covers to my chin until my sadness stopped.
ADVERTISEMENT Almost immediately, my phone beeped and I moved to open it Finding his text messages again.
âYou are my cruel baby.â
My first reaction was a smile. I quickly sit up in my bed realizing how easily he can turn my bad mood into a good one.
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[Writerâs POV:]
âShut up,â Jacqueline replied back âWhatâs wrong Baby?â While Remo Frowned at her answer. What happened to her. She didnât even call him a jerk. Something must have happened.
âNothing.â
Remo asked again. He could almost imagine her vibes. âWe are friends Jacky, You can tell me anything dear. Come on. Tell me Whatâs wrong?â
While Jacqueline was confused, She did not want to tell him about her mother. it would do her no good.
âwhat if he laughs at her and leave her.â She never wanted that. Thinking of a reason. She remembered Rohan. Maybe He can help her with an idea.
âI lied to a stranger today about my name. But he turned out to be my cla**mate in half an hour. What should I do? I am scared?â
ADVERTISEMENT Though he felt it couldnât be the reason for her sadness, he understood even if he forced her, she wonât tell him anything.
âAre You shouldnât be scared. Itâs not a big deal.â
Jacky rolled her eyes at his reply, âWhat was he. Not a big deal. it must be because he was never bullied before.
âHe confronted me in front of everyone in a small voice when the teacher asked me? I think he will make trouble for me. I am scared.â
Seeing her answer almost made him a little bit angry. A boy asked for her name. âBut what was wrong with that. why are you getting angry at such a small reason?â he couldnât find an answer to retort to his subconscious voice âOh, so the stranger is a he! huh! tell me from the start what exactly happened?â
âI told you already.â
He didnât even know why he was getting anxious to know âI am asking you. How did it happen? Why did you lie to him in the first place?â
âI was traveling on the bus to school when he came into our bus, he was soaked in water and there was no seat so he sat down on the one near me. after that he asked for my name. But I neither wanted to tell him my name nor I wanted to create troubles for myself so I lied. And then when I reached cla**
Our teacher introduced us and asked me to help him. And he got to know I lied. So he questioned me when he was returning to my seat.â