Never Ever

Kyle sat in the room as he looked outside the window.

The house was empty as Layla was out shooting. The empty house was dark and lonely.

'What might Layla be doing now?'

'How is she doing?'

'Maybe she is smiling.'

'Is Clara with her?'

'Is Clara guiding Layla to act in a certain way?'

'Is Clara helping Layla?'

Kyle sighed. He could not understand why all his thoughts revolved around Clara.

When Kyle was even eating outside he kept thinking about Clara. What will Clara like to eat? Will she love to have a scope? Oh, Clara used to love bringing this to me.

Kyle's mind was getting complicated as time passed. He could not understand his heart.

'Why do you keep bugging my brain.'

Kyle's hand was tightened into a fist. His eyes darkened as he saw Clara's image in front of his eyes.

"When did it all start?"