His Everything

Chapter 16

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I smiled over him and then turned back to the fireflies. I saw a yellow light flash right next to me so I reached out and caught it in my hands. I walked quickly over to Siddharth wanting to show him.

I stepped onto the porch right next to Siddharth and opened my hand showing him the firefly. I didn't look up to see if he was watching because I felt him watch me while I walking to the porch.

I watched as the firefly crawled up my pointer finger and then spread it's wings flying away lighting up before it disappears into the night.

I looked up at Siddharth, my eyes clashing with his. I gave him a small smile and then turned my attention back on fireflies.

I was honestly surprised I acted like a 5 year old in front of him chasing around fireflies. I know I haven't acted this happy in a while and I can't seem to remember when the last time I was that happy.

My emotions were all jumbled up. I was confused about the way I acted but I was happy for being that confident in front of him. I couldn't help but wonder if Siddharth thought differently about me. Like how I was shy and quiet one minute and then completely excited and confident the next.

I frowned hoping that Siddharth wasn't mad or upset with me. I didn't want him to think I lied about what I said when I had the meltdown in front of him in the bathroom.

"Avneet" I jumped not expecting to hear his voice. I turned to Siddharth only to find that he wasn't next to me like he was before, my eyes widened, "I'm behind you" Siddharth said hearing amusement in his tone.

I turned around to find him sitting leaning his back against the house with his legs wide open resting his elbows on his knees. He had a small smirk on his face making me smile. He held out his hand for me making my stomach feel weird but I ignored it and walked over to him.

I placed my hand in his. I didn't know I was cold until his warm hand enveloped my small one. I didn't know where to sit so I kinda just awkwardly stood there for a couple of seconds looking down at the ground. I felt a tug on my hand pulling me down so I sat down between his legs and pulled my knees up to my chest.

Siddharth let go of my hand making me look up at him. He reached to the side grabbing the blanket and draped it over my shoulder. I smiled up at him thankful for the warmth. The blanket drapped over my shoulders but also his knees so he was receiving the warmth as well.

Siddharth's hand reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. His fingers traced the side of my cheek making me lean more into his touch, "can we talk?" he asked softly.

I nodded not trusting my voice at the moment. I felt relaxed being here with Siddharth.

"I wanna talk about last night," I froze. I expected him to bring it up but I didn't expect him to ask about it now.

I let out a sigh looking down at his chest. I brought my hands to the bottom of his shirt gripping it, "o-okay," I said softly.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, I won't force you Avneet," Siddharth said gently placing his hands on top of mine.

"N-no I-i want to," I said my voice shaking a bit. I didn't know where to start so I guess I'll start from the beginning.

"My mom passed away when I was five. I don't remember much about her but I knew that she was my dad's whole life. They were high school sweethearts," I smiled lightly as I pictured how cute my mom and dad looked like walking around high school.

"My dad was crushed when she passed and I think I made it worse for him," I said honestly.

I felt his thumb rubbing circles on my hands, "why would you think that" he asked softly but curious.

"I've been told that I look exactly like my mom, so having me around was harder for him to get over her death. He never really looked me in the eyes after that. He seemed to look behind me or at the ground. I feel like he hates me because I remind him of something he lost," my grip on Siddhrth's shirt tightened, "h-he would always be working. That's also why I'm always home alone. He's gone all the time, I only see him like 3 times in a month," I said ranting now, but he doesn't seem to mind.

"I couldn't help but hate myself for looking like someone he lost and has known most of his life. I felt like I was making him hurt more than he already was," I said honestly.

I didn't know what to talk about next so I just kept talking, "Jenny my cousin would come over to check on me almost every day and even eat dinner with me, and it would be the two of us hanging out all the time but when Jenny left for college Michael would check on me from time to time," I said.

"When he first came around I wasn't comfortable and I didn't trust him. It took almost six months for me to be comfortable around him. But I just felt like burden for him to keep stopping by and doing things for me. I'm sixteen now and I just feel like I should do more things on my own," I said honestly.

"When I was in 9th grade the bullying started and it kinda just escalated from there. When I got the notes in my locker I was hurt. I remember crying myself to sleep for a long until the middle of 10th grade. I kinda just got used to it I guess," I said. It became silent I didn't know what else to talk about. Siddharth seemed to be digesting everything I was saying.

"Have you ever thought about... " He seemed struggling with his words, "like not wanting to be....alive?" Siddharth asked hesitantly.

I was shocked by the question, "I... umm" my voice came out shaky and my hands started to shake.

Siddharth gripped my hand untangling his shirt from my fingers and brought my hand up to his chest. He placed my hand right about his heart holding it there. I could feel his heart beating.

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