Trials and Consequences of Love

Chapter 16

Scared to live – The Weeknd.

"I have to get my life back on track. Order is an antidote to chaos. Calm after the storm." – Susane Colasanti

I suggest that you listen to the song when you're reading the letter, whilst the other songs were carelessly selected the songs for these couple of chapters were carefully selected and I think that you listening to the song (while reading the letter) will give the desired effect. But of course you don't need to I just think you should.

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🦋Valentina-Rosa🦋

"Buona notte bella" I wink at Aurora as we get to the door of my temporary bedroom.

"Bonne nuit mon amour" she rubbing her hand on my arm.

"I've been in your space for so long, I need to get back to my apartment" I laugh lightly turning the knob on the door.

"Girl, don't let me slap you. You don't need to go anywhere; you are not imposing; we are family and I assure you Alex feels the same way. Notre maison est votre maison. Now get some rest." She rolls her eyes pushing me into the room.

"Okay, okay" I laugh as she closes the door behind me.

Yawning, I stretch my hands above my head; we just came back from Hopewell about an hour ago and I am extremely tired. We spent the week there going back and forth between my parents' house and Alia and Aria's parents' house. It was a nice little break from school and everything else life has been throwing at me. It still saddens me to know that the only reason we were in Hopewell, to begin with, was Carson's funeral. As much as I tried to forget about him the depressing black clothes, I had to wear the entire week made it very hard for me to do so.

Ignoring the two white envelopes on the bed I walk into the black and white en suite bathroom and hop in the shower. The rain beating on the glass window in the bedroom echoes through the entire room, filling me with a sense of tranquility. It's been raining all week, both here and in Hopewell. My parents and grandparents used to tell me that rain signifies new beginnings, but I never believed it until now.

Carson is gone forever; that is both a blessing and a curse. The universe is washing his steps off the face of the earth, he has no legacy so he will be forgotten but through His grace, God is showing those of us that are still living that this is our chance; this is a new beginning and we need to make use of it.

As if God is in agreement with my thoughts a low rumble of thunder sounds through the house as I hop out of the bath.

"Great minds think alike don't they God?" I chuckle lightly as I wrap the towel around myself.

Despite the biting cold, I get dressed in a pair of black loose shorts, a black and red plaid oversized shirt, and a pair of red socks. I sit Indian-style in the middle of the bed; picking up the envelopes I slap them on my knee.

"Why did you do this Carson? You know how anxious I get" I say under my breath hissing my teeth.

I hear a knock on the door and it sends my heart through the roof.

"Come in" I mutter putting my hand above my racing heart.

"You look startled," Alexandre says closing the door behind him.

"Because I am, I just whispered Carson's name and I heard a knock on the door" I explain, still trying to calm my racing heart.

"You believe in ghosts?" he asks putting his hands in the pockets of his grey sweat pants.