Chapter 37: Sailing souls

Haya's POV

"Zoe, I received an email from our school," I shouted across the room since Zoe was in the shower.

"Read it out loud what does it say?" Zoe replied.

"Greetings Stellenbosch Media students

You are advised to report to school at noon today because you will be going for a tour at Matthews art house.

Sincerely

Administration" I read out the email to Zoe.

"Dang! I thought we had no classes to attend today, I wanted to take you on a full Cape Town tour," Zoe suddenly walked out of the bathroom naked with sprinkles of water on her skin and her dreadlocks tied in a messy bun.

I did not know if I should stare or look away but she looked so confident that I could not take my eyes off of her. What surprised me is that I felt comfortable while I was staring at her and she did not seem uncomfortable either as she put lotion all over her body.

Zoe inspires me, her confidence radiates and it affects me positively also. I can never be around her and be sad she brings out the good in me. I have known her for a few days yet it feels like years, the connection we both have is a story that must be told.

We both got ready while throwing compliments each other's way and being creative with the outfits we both wore.

Jacob drove us to campus and as always I was the third wheel but I did not mind...looking at them admiring each other made me believe that one day I will also love and be loved.

As we were driving along the streets of the all so beautiful city I wished my best friend Ruby was also there to experience this unbelievable lifestyle that has become my everyday life.

I feel sad that Ruby and I have not been so close lately. We text now and then but our conversations do not last an hour. She used to be the only person I looked forward to talking to and now our relationship is like a desert. Deserted.

I view her stories on Instagram and she seems to be spending most of her time with her new friend Carla. They both pretty much look like Zoe and me but they have a different tune to them. I am jealous obviously but I guess our relationship stands the test of time.

We finally made it to Campus, everyone gathered at the parking lot and there was a bus next to them. Mr. Stein casually called out everyone's name making sure who is present and who is not. The moment he called out my name his eyes left the register and searched for my presence amongst the students.

Although he wore glasses the moment his eyes met mine I saw the passion he had to look at me longer and closer. He tightened his jawline...the sight of it all made me forget that I am his student and he is my teacher. I bit my lip feeling pleasure from the way he looked at me.

We all got on the bus and I sat next to Zoe. We both casually cuddled on the way to the art house. I adore how physical touch isn't so awkward between me and her.

The art-house looked breathtaking...what is weird though is that I feel like I have seen it before but that is impossible because I have never been here before. We got out of the bus and made our way to the main entrance.

When we got inside everyone gasped at the most beautiful painting I have ever seen. I carefully looked at it and I was shocked when I noticed the girl on the painting has the same tattoo I have on my neck. The room she is in is similar to Jahin's old room also...as I was trying to make sense of the work of art.

I became startled when all the girls started screaming and whispering. I turn to look at what they were looking at

My world came crashing down on me as I looked at him walk down the stairs. I felt like running...I felt like running into his arms but I could not bring myself to. He looked handsome and proud. He has grown into the most handsome being I have ever seen, he did not take his eyes off me as he continued to walk down the stairs.

I tried to look into his eyes but tears came rushing down my cheeks. My heart has what it has been yearning for, my stupid heart is happy to finally get its deepest desire.

There is conflict brewing inside of me but my mind knew it had to run outside for it has not forgotten all the deceitful things he has done.

"Why did you leave me Jahin!" the moment I got out of the building I screamed out the one question that gives me sleepless nights.

I cried out loud in disbelief at what I had just seen. I felt broken but whole. I felt hurt but healed. I could not make sense of anything I felt...I was numb.

Mr. Stein made his way towards me and I tried wiping off my tears but it was too late he had already seen that I was crying.

"Haya, what is wrong?" he asked in a tone of concern.

"Nothing...I love art a lot so I got moved when I saw all of those beautiful art pieces," I lied.

"Oh, that is so artistic of you...crying because your eyes are witnessing amazing art has to be one of the most dramatic things about people who love art," he said in sarcasm and I giggled.

I do not know why I feel so calm now that Mr. Stein is here. He and I do not know each other personally yet now that I am talking to him I feel so much better. I guess it's his sweet and caring aura that is affecting me so positively.

"You know Haya I was moved when I heard you speak about what inspires you," Mr. Stein broke the silence between us.

"Really?" I looked up at him.

"Yes..." he suddenly got closer to me. I did not know if I should push him away or what but Jahin suddenly appeared and screamed out my name.

Mr. Stein immediately backed off. Jahin rushed towards the both of us fuming with anger...I tried stopping him since I knew he was going to try and harm Mr. Stein but he got in between us then started punching him till he fell on the ground.

I called out the security guards when I saw that Jahin did not want to stop. I did not like seeing how aggressive he was, it was like the caring boy I knew was in front of me but he had suddenly become the villain.

The security guards successfully got Jahin off of Mr. Stein. I informed the security guards to take Mr. Stein to the hospital and I got a bottle of still water for Jahin. I gave it to him and he splashed the water on his face.

He looked into my eyes for a moment, his eyes still had the same effect on me. Whenever he looks at me my legs suddenly become weak and I feel worth looking at...like I am the most beautiful girl in the world.

He grabbed my hand and started leading me inside of the building. When we entered the building everyone looked at us, everyone began whispering at each other and I knew they were talking about me but I did not care. Whichever picture I am painted when I am with him I do not care, he makes me feel shameless.

We entered the most exquisite office I have ever seen, he closed the door then gently pushed me against it. He looked at me for a second then started kissing me. I tried pushing him away at first but I ended up giving in.

The passion between the two of us was so intense I felt like I was on fire. I wanted more. I needed more.

Sailing souls

We're numb,

the core of our existence sails the seas

pain ignites intense feelings of lust we both yearn to make each other feel

there is innocence in your gaze but,

I can not avoid your actions of deceit

How you have broken yet set me free

your image lurks in my dreams

an addict I beg for morphine

there is conflict brewing inside of me

lost in the harmony this water brings

Afloat, intoxicated by the taste of your lips

each time we touch my whole being is completely sucked

if we're numb...how is it that I feel?

-B