Chapter 2 ~ Memories ~

•♡ Hira Pov ♡•

Memories. They're wonderful. But just as equally as painful.

Especially when it's with the people you might never get to see.

Now and then, I'm reminded by them.

Sometimes when I look at a childhood photo of ours. Other times, when I'm lonely and sit all by myself; I think about them.

But today, these cookies I hold in my hand remind me of them.

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I had stood behind the large old tree for 30 minutes now, perhaps. But my heart wasn't ready to make a peep.

Before me, you can see a vast green field encircled by a magnificent mansion. In the midst of all the joy are isabelle and anabelle, the twin sisters, playing about with their dolls.

Far to the left were Nate and Alan playing catch.

Nate.

My eyes, I remember, were sparkling just looking at him.

However, my hands would shake as though an earthquake broke with in me.

I could never keep a calm composure; not infront of him.

As you can tell, i had a slight crush on him.

Enough a crush I was willing to burn my hands for him: and that's how the short biscuits in my hands were made. With torture mixed in passion.

My hands had grabbed onto the body of the big old tree and the scent of greenery helped relaxed my nerves.

My heart rate slows down and I decide to take small breaths.

"Yo!"

I jump.

Nico!

My biscuits drop onto the floor. My eyes widen. I try to reach them but he gets them up before I do.

"What's this?" He asks, opening the lid of the biscuit tin.

"Nothing, give me." I Jump to grab the container off of him.

Dodged.

He makes amusing expressions.

Nonetheless I try again.

Again, dodged.

Now his face hails a raised eyebrow.

I look him in the eye for some time to catch him off guard then reach for the container quickly.

"Uh-uh. Not so quick."

Dodged for the third time in a row!?

My face, fuming. I turn away, "keep it, I'm going."

"Hey! come back."

"No."

"I wasn't gonna take them, I was going to give back."

I stop midway. Seriously? Why take it!

"Then why did you just snatch it from me?" I had my arms crossed and my face tilted.

"I just wanted to see them." His eyes shimmered brightly in the open sun rays.

Almost taken aback by the cute innocence.

But I don't get fooled easily. I smiled proudly internally.

"You could've asked. Politely. And why dodge so many times?" I speak my thoughts and reach close enough to snatch the container back from him.

"Sorry, I just have fast, without thinking, reflexes."

Is that even a thing?

His hands reach to touch the back of his head awkwardly.

I stare at him more before he decides tp move his mouth again.

"Hira, why were you just gawking at everyone from here? Why didn't you just go to the field?" His questions drill into my guilty consciousness.

I try to lay it of as smoothly as possible.

"Oh uh- That. That you see, I was counting how many people... And servants there are-"

His expression seemed like he was screaming 'what in the world of nonsense are you on about?'

"-- You know! I wanted to give everyone biscuits so I was only checking the biscuits match the people. I don't wanna leave anyone out!" I throw my head lightly and proudly around.

You know, to give off a convincing stance.

....

silence.

And then he cracks.

I see him cackling, unable to control himself.

But I just stand there, watching him.

"Enough!" I shout sharply.

"Ahahaha! aha-aha! I'm sorry, sorry." He apologies several times in the midst of his witchy cackles before seriously stopping.

"Had enough? Felt nice? Looks like you starved from laughter for days." I taunt him, wearing a sarcastic smirk.

I hadn't removed my eyes from his hands that were placed onto his stomach, I suppose it still hurt. Why wouldn't it, after all that laughter.

Begrudgingly, I extend a hand filled with a biscuit.

But this idiot just stares at it.

"What's this?" He asks, shocked, amazed even at what he's seeing.

'What's this?' I don't know? Rat poison?

My lips force themselves to smile and let out a soft, 'A shortbread biscuit.'

"Ahh! I thought it was a new type, I mean-" He takes it and examines it up and down. "-It's very unique, indeed."

I know he was holding in his evil cackles. Besides my short bread biscuits looked fine, I don't think they came out too bad?

To confirm my thoughts i peek in my container, maybe a few burnt spots here and there? And a few wet, seemingly uncooked spots... here and there...?

My proud smile wears off, how'd I not notice?

Haa.. love truly makes you blind.

Ah- Ah! Snap out, Hira.

Noah constant coughing grabbed my attention, was the boy choking?

I ran to pat his back and support him, "hey! You ok?"

As a sign, he lifts his hand up nodding yes.

"Wow! This biscuit certainly has superpowers I.e to make people choke, ill give you that."

"Well, thank you."

Whatever, I'll take it.

"Now atleast im certified to block your evil-witchy cackles."

Maybe, not. Maybe another day. Maybe when I'm i have a crush on this brother and not the other.

"Here, take my hand and stand up." I help him stand up and he pats his clothes.

"Hira..."

"Yes...?"

He approaches me, shortening our distant.

That smirk plays on his lips again.

"Brother should thank me for this service and kindness I've shown him, saved him from a near death experience."

I'm left speechless.

"What do you mean?" I ask, pretending to be a clueless little girl.

"I know you have a little crush on big brother Nate."

How disrespectful! False accusations!

As if.

"What-" I'm not letting him confirm any doubt or suspicions he has!

"And... that you made these- horrible, horrible short bread biscuits for him. Except I had the first bite so he doenst need to go through a murder attempt."

"Noah!"

"What?"

"You can't say that about my cookies!"

Please don't let my face be red. There's no way, it must be red. I always get red when I'm frustrated or angry.

Noah seemed so nonchalant, "I can and I did." He shrugs his shoulders and walks off suddenly.

I shout behind him, "Where are you going!"

"To tell Nate you have a cute little crush on him!"

He'll what!

"No! You can't do that!"

I fasten my pace and so does he.

"I can and and I will."

This- I swear to God.

"No! You can't and you won't!"

I see him turn his head around and yell, "bet?"

"If you do, I'm gonna spew some dumb lie to wreck you too!"

his laughter faintly echoes in the field.

"That'd be much appreciated!"

He was running so fast for 12 year old so I had to make do with my small 9 year old body.

However, we had arrived at the field where everyone was at quickly, surprisingly.

Nevertheless, I was sweating from head to toe.

When I regained my breath, I saw that everyone was gathered around the picnic table and just staring at Noah and I.

They seemed more amused than confused, perhaps because for once we were getting along and he wasn't bullying me and I wasn't just keeping up with it?

But it just seemed that we were playing along: like having a race with each other.

In reality, this boy had me livid.

'What was he going to spout from his mouth now.'

"Grandma, Nate I was-"

No. No. No. I need to speak up. Before he does. He's gonna tell them!

Quick!

Quick! Think. Something. Anything!

"Granna, I made something! For someone special." I speak up, loud and confident with a smile evident on my face.

I get closer now standing directly next to Noah.

I could sense all attention was on me.

Angela, Granna was watching us both with clear attention to every detail whilst the rest toned in desperately for what was about to unravel.

So I look at Noah, "For Noah."

Gasps resonate from the audience and From Noah. A livid, mortifying shock bounces off his lips.

And so I continue, "I like Noah and wanted to make something nice for him..."

The container full of half cooked, half burnt short bread biscuits I hold in my hand, I show them off to the audience as evidence and their eyes pry around it.

"Oh wow, dear." Says Kira, Noah's mother.

Followed by more similar words of praises.

Yeh, right. Words of praises at the likes of these cookies.

Anyways, moving on, I somehow managed to get a tear to drop from my eye. (Well, I only had to think of the most gruesome things I could ever experience and how it'd feel)

Without wasting the tear, I follow it up with, "I was going to just give him the biscuits through some other way but he saw me with it and just opened the container, took a bit off it and said how much he disliked it and how terrible it was."

Surprisingly, more tears march it's way down my cheeks.

At this point even I'd believe this made-up lie.

'Goodness, do I know how to act!' I roll my eyes internally with bloating pride.

My eyes had stayed on Noah for sometime before occasionally wandering off to our audience:especially granna. I had to garner symphathy from the strongest person!

Nico was stunned, as though he had lost all ability form any words. Nonetheless, he tried to clear up my lies.

"Uh- No, mom and dad thats-"

But was I gonna let him?

"Right! And then you laughed at me and mocked me for having a crush on you!"

No.

This was getting too much so i just took a strong hold of my cookies and ran with it, away from Noah and everyone.

Whatever, Noah can handle everything that'll unfold after this.

It's his fault anyways.

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I giggle at the memory, so stupid and idiotic I was.

I could've just said something else and diverted him from saying anything about me having a crush on Nate.

The poor guy, after the incident, continued to be teased by everyone for being crushed on.

I know the comments his family members gave him were disliked by him but luckily they stopped soon.

I sit down in my sofa at the apartment and turn on the TV.

The biscuits melted right into my mouth as I took it in. How wonderful.

Today the weather had calmed down from its bizarre wind and heavy rain. The wind, now, felt soft on my skin and as I was in my blanket nothing made me more comfortable than this moment.

Alone, watching my favourite show with my favourite snacks.

Perfect.

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Authors Note- this is before she was reborn. In the future chapters i will be writing in past tense to make it less confusing.

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