Her FaceBook Friend

Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 36

“Kindness is crying with someone who is crying and smiling with someone who is smiling. Kindness is being there for the person.”

[Jacqueline’s Pov]

I felt a hand on my shoulders. My sister. I turned towards her, smiled, and turned back again towards the window. Children were playing hide and seek. Every kid was trying their best to hide themselves and I felt resonated with it. Isn’t my life the same as the game of hiding and seeking? I heard my sister saying,

“What’s wrong Jacqueline?” My brain  replied, “Nothing.” I saw her standing numb behind me listening to my reply as if speechless.

“Your eyes are red.” She sat beside me uttering those words.

“I accidentally touched it with my hands after eating.”

“Okay.” This time she didn’t utter anything at all. Just sitting in silence.

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“Did you have Lunch?”

“No.”

it here

have two people who give a damn about

“Okay.”

if you do know, you don’t know how to explain it to people. It’s gambling though. Everyone would use their insecurities once they are mad

and the wind from the window was enveloping me as the flowers swayed due to its pressure side by side. Everything was beautiful except for me. Sighing I sipped on

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did I left the school for home. I chose to come back in the taxi and not the school bus. I also had sent a text message to Remo after some

you, Remo. I was consumed with sadness before I heard this song. But now your beautiful song has

love all over me, how his rhythmic flow of voice had managed to calm my heart. How his words had helped me to fade away some sad memories and brought me to a halt. How much I was thankful to

footsteps brings me back to my senses and I place the teacup on the side. Looking back, I notice My sister is back with a tray of chapatis and Bean curry with chocolate of Dairy Milk. I loved chocolates as much as I loved anything. I tried to blurt out something to make her believe I was fine but my mouth doesn’t support me.  I stood up to close the window but she stopped me

we will be fine one day. But I

after another occasionally responding to her words. Fake laughing but trying to make her feel I am laughing in reality. The bean curry burns my tongue but I don’t wince. One after another I take small bites. Guilt ties to my soul, settling on me like

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