Dedicated to one of the nicest and most sensible person I've ever met, she's not just a friend but also a MUNning partner. For you, Jessica a.k.a. my co-delegate.

FLASHBACK

I sat under the shade of my favourite tree; hugging my knees and covering my face from no one in particular. I am the kind of person who never liked the concept of shedding tears, crying is a word synonymous to negativity in my eyes. With my eyes closed and my head placed on my knees, I wondered what could possibly be the reason he acted this way. My mind was trying to take a trip through all the situations which could've landed me into this phase I am going through.

Was his outburst a result of me not helping him with his homework last Saturday? I guess not. He must've forgotten about it by now. Is he upset because I accidentally hit him at the gym class the other day? I don't think so, haven't I already apologised for it? And I clearly remember him telling me he's fine. Maybe he was upset with his parents for some reason and took his anger out on me. But then again, Dan is never cross with Mr and Mrs Sanders. Oh, right! The teacher might've scolded him and he might've taken his frustration out on me because he was embarrassed.

But will something as small as that make him throw away the pendant I had gifted him?

Suddenly, I wasn't confused and disheartened anymore. A new emotion had replaced my previous emotions and this new emotion was surely stronger than any emotion which leaves a mark in my heart. I looked up and sat straight this time. I narrowed my eyes and my hands pulled out patches of grasses out of the meadow. 'Why is he being such a child?' I thought. Why would someone act so rudely with their best friend? It doesn't matter why he's mad, he could've been a tad bit nicer. We both go through rough times but that doesn't give him the right to charge at me the way he did.

Realisation finally started to sink in. I was finally starting to understand that this wasn't some silly argument but was something much more than that. I don't know what the reason is, but I do know he's mad. And him being mad is not a common phenomenon, it happens once in a blue moon. I buried my head in my knees again, only this time, I cried. I didn't cry a river, I didn't look miserable. But it was the first time I had ever cried this way, and it was a big deal for someone who's always seen smiling.

Could physics explain how time would pass so soon? It was already dark and the stars were glittering in the sky. All children were home by now, I would've been too, it it were any other day of my life. It was time for mothers to serve supper to their children, and the time for fathers to read a story to their children, or so I've heard for I never had a father.

After twenty more minutes, I saw a tall, beautiful and feminine looking lady appear out of the shadows of the trees around.

"Eleanor, it's time to go home.", she stated in her sweet voice.

"Mother!", I exclaimed.

I ran up to her and hugged her. She didn't hug back, instead, she took my hand and walked me back home.

I felt so relieved to have her with me, I dried my tears and clung on to my mother as we walked back home. 

And that was the beginning of the darkest time I went through, even though was oblivious of the fact at that very moment.

A/N: Isn't Eleanor Calder a true beauty? Her elegance and charm leaves me puzzled. 💕 Let me know your views regarding the story. I wanted to let all my wonderful readers know that I don't plan on dragging my story and this story will come to hault pretty soon. Let's say, in a month or so. I want it to end beautifully, just the way I have planned it. Enjoy reading. 

Love always, 

Amogha🌟