A Perfect Childhood

Zain's point of view….

    I walk to my room still feeling the impact of the slap on my cheeks.

    It stinks like hell and if I am not mistaken, it might be red. That's what you get for kissing an ex only that I don't see her as one. And I do not feel any remorse for kissing her, it felt so right. I don't know but you see Jenny, I will get her back. I don't care what's going to come of this. My heart has been longing for so long.

Jenny's point of view…..

   Owen and I both moved to the living room, I decided to chit chat with him,maybe get to know him. Something might come out of it,if Zain gets to see me being close to his brother he might leave me alone. I doubt that.

  "So tell, what was your growing up like?"

He asked the moment we sat down.

"Growing up was so much fun for me. Being the last born, I could do anything and get away with it and while dad was alive, he loved me so much. Susan and I did not have the best relationship yet I was not bothered because I have got this friend who played a sister and girlfriend role in my life. My childhood would be described as a perfect childhood.

   Mom had her worries yet she loves me regardless."

    I summarize the whole thing for him. The perfect childhood should be enough for him to understand that I was not left out while growing up. I gave mum a headache and I got her own share of discipline.

   "It sounds so perfect to me. I mean you talked about it with a smile and I can imagine how perfect it is. So this girlfriend of yours,is she single?"

The last part got me laughing,

"She is single at the moment but she doesn't do boys."

   "Wow! That's cool, I had wanted in my whole life to date a lesbian. So were you both at some point an item"

   "Like being in a relationship?"

I asked and he nodded. 

  "No, we never were. I love her so much but you see girls, I don't do them. The thought alone irritated me."

   "That's strange for you to be friends with a lesbian and she didn't convert you"

He said as matter of factly.

   "I know right but she loves me so much that she wouldn't want to risk our relationship. I actually jokingly told her this morning that maybe when I return we could have a relationship and menh; come and see the hope in her eyes. I was quick enough to tell her that I was just joking"

I said laughing and he joined me.

   "You are lucky that you cleared things up with her. I once had a gay friend while one school. There is nothing he did not do to make me date him but yikes, I couldn't even think about it talk more of considering it. Life is so large yet small. A lot goes on in life yet there is little for everybody. I had to cut him off when he became a pain in my ass."

"You did the right thing. I can't seem to understand how people find the same sex attractive. It baffles me"

I said and shook my head. 

   "You wouldn't understand life even if you want to so whatever you see just look on and don't try to understand it. You know when I saw you come in earlier, I wasn't okay knowing your past with my brother. I thought to myself that you are a fool for coming here but seeing it from another angle, I could say you did not have a choice. So I am sorry for judging you wrong"

   He apologized sincerely. I shrugged off my shoulders. There was nothing to apologize for.

"It's fine, Owen. We should not be quick in judging others."

He smiled and stood up.

   "I need to work on something. If you ever feel bored feel free to come to hang out with me. If I am busy, I will create a chance to lift your boredom and again, be careful of my brother"

  I nodded at him and he left. I sighed and sank back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. From the ceiling, I brought my stares down to the enlarged frame photo of Zain and Susan. They seem so perfect together and I wondered why Susan would have the nerve to cheat on Zain. She really doesn't know what she has and for Zain, why he would continue to chase clout. On second thought, I feel they deserve themselves. 

   Her smile was everything and there was so much love in zain's eyes as he looked down on her. They were in matching outfits, I don't know the year of the picture so I can't possibly tell. I looked away and rested my stares on the bar. It was filled to the brim with all sorts of wine.

  Susan loves wine and I am sure the bar is there because of her or for both of them.

    I sighed and looked away. This feeling of sadness crept in and I stood up. If it's at home, I could have gone out for a walk. I am new here so taking a walk will not be an option.

   I am not sure how this night will go. I will just be in my room and wait for any order from her.

  Suddenly, I wished I never listened to mom.

  I stood up and walked into my room looking dejected. I am so unlucky in love.

   I closed the door behind me and walked to my bed then picked up my phone to write in my diary to see if I could feel better.        

     Writing in my diary relieves me of tension. It gives me this feeling of belonging. There is nothing I don't write in it. Starting from seeing an ant to the thoughts of having Angels watch over me. It's weird right, I know. I am not just normal.