HAPTER 36 – Room for Forgiveness.
CHAPTER 36 – Room for Forgiveness.
KYLIE’S POV
I made quick work of cleaning up Elijah’s temple, before getting up to leave.
“What? Ky, where are you going?” Elijah questioned, reaching out his hand to keep me from leaving, but I frowned at his attempt to block my escape.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m trying to get away from you.” I said and tugged my hand out of his reach. I turned just in time to see Lisa approaching us and I genuinely felt myself grow cold and angry.
I truly hope she felt secure in whatever relationship she felt she was having with Elijah.
“Don’t leave, Kylie.”
“Why?” I said through locked jaws. But he said nothing, instead he looked at me for the longest time before I finally rolled my eyes and turned away from him.
If he and Lisa wanted each other so badly, then they could have each other.
But I couldn’t lie, it stung. It was beginning to get to me, the way Lisa was always taking things from me.
She had taken my ex–boyfriend, found a way to steal my mother’s affection, and now? Now she was trying to take away Elijah from me.
And the worst part of her trying to take Elijah from me? Elijah was actually letting her. Is it any wonder that I couldn’t stop being so angry with him?
I stalked away from the field to the nearby school’s library and that was where I bumped into the sculpture who had turned into my confidante and bodyguard.
“Fancy seeing you here,” I said and collapsed onto the sidewalk.
“I stay close, remember?” The sculpture asked and joined me at my side.
“I forgot. Sorry about that.” I said and began digging out books from
My bag. I had an exam coming up and just because I was sad didn’t mean I had to forget.
“Tell me what’s got you so angry.” The sculpture said and I didn’t even think, I just lost it.
“It’s Elijah and Lisa. So Lisa is kissing his neck and he is just letting her like I never truly mattered.” I said angrily and felt even more angry when I remembered the way she had hugged him.
“He is acting like it was all a joke to him.”
“I see.” The sculpture said rationally, “And how does that make you feel?”
“Angry.” I said and thought for a moment,” And sad.” I confessed and the stature reached out to pay my shoulder tenderly.
“It’s not abnormal. The way you feel.”
“Well, I hate feeling this way!” I said, suddenly losing my temper and I pressed my hand to my eyes to keep tears from falling. I get like this sometimes.
Sometimes I got so angry and frustrated that I began to cry.
“Kylie, I want you to know that it’s okay.” The sculpture said after sometime and took me by surprise. I didn’t know a sculpture could have good emotional regulation. But then again, this was a sculpture that spoke and moved. So was it all that weird?
“I just wish this wasn’t the position I was in right now.” I said and sniffed a bit, “I wish he hadn’t put me here. To feel
“Well.” The sculpture said after some time, “if he is going to be stupid enough to wreck things with you, and not tryi them, then I want you to know it’s his loss. Not yours, Kylie.”
I smiled sadly at the sculpture words. I hadn’t expected kind and wise words for my ranting.
“Thank you.” I said softly.
“You’re welcome. Now, How about we channel all of those feelings into something productive.” The sculpture said and reached for my books, “How prepared are you for this exam?”
“Not so much.”
this.
“I can help with that.” The sculpture said and reached for a pen, made some notes, and handed my textbook back to me.
“There, I simplified that page for your better understanding.”
“Thanks.” I said feeling truly grateful, “for the notes; but also for hearing me out.” I said earnestly.
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CHAPTER 36 Bloom for Forgiveness.
“Anytime” And so for the next two hours, I studied, with the sculpture making simplified notes for me, and o guess it was safe to say I had a good reading experience because of it. I had a good therapeutic session because I had lost it a bit earlier and I handled it calmly and ended up soothing my sore heart in the process.
“Yunno.” I began as I started to pack my books at the end of our session, “Even though we started on the wrong foot, I’m grateful for the day we met. I’m grateful too, for the weird little friendship we have come to have.”
The sculpture looked at me and I couldn’t help but feel he was feeling a bit emotional.
“Me too, Kylie.” He said with his somewhat scratchy voice, “Me too.”
The exam was held a couple of days later, and I remember entering the exam hall feeling a bit nervous. But after a couple of questions that fell under the study questions that the sculpture had made for me.
Safe to say it had been a demanding couple of hours while I answered my exam questions, but in the end, It ended well. I refuse to believe otherwise.
The exam ended and were allowed to leave. But guess who I saw waiting outside my exam hall?
Elijah.
“Elijah,” I said in honest surprise and he smiled almost shyly.
Elijah Crawford. Shy?
Something was wrong somewhere.
“Kylie,” Henry said and reached out to touch me, but I took a step back. The thought of his touching kiss with that hand truly messed with me internally.
“What are you doing here?” I asked sounding tired. I didn’t even have to pretend. The last few hours had taken its toll on me. Elijah shrugged innocently and it tugged at my heart.
“I was just passing and I remembered you were in there.” So I thought, what I wouldn’t give, to see you again, and have you close.” He said, sounding no dreamy and sincere and I cursed my heart for yearning for him so deeply. I couldn’t continue like this.
I mean, this man had gone behind my back to be with my sister. He was wrong for me and his actions said so. What other proof did I need?
“Well, you’ve seen me,” I said and wanted to leave, but I stood there, glued by his presence.
“How did it go?” He asked softly.
“What?”
“The exam, how did it go?” He called again and I saw the sincerity in his eyes.
“Okay enough,” I told him, leaving out the part where I studied with the sculpture. I wasn’t sure he would understand that part. In any case, it was not his business any longer.
“How about I take you somewhere to refresh you?” He asked and I took a step back.
“Elijah…” I said when he covered up the space I made.
“Come on, ky. You’ve avoided me enough. Please, let me make it up to you.” He said innocently, without any of the
arrogance he usually had. And I cursed my heart for beating for him once again.
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