"Brown things are so beautiful, like coffee and someone's eyes."

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(Trigger words ahead)
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"Can I touch them?"
With every beauty of hers, she glared me with her most glaring feature of all, - were her wide, dark, and fiery eyes. They resembled hot lava, resembling the fresh blood on the gleaming surface of a sword every time the sunlight reflected through those crimson irises...it made me feel a twitch in my stomach.

"Sorry?"
I verbalize with a sudden surprise.

Without any answer of my sudden statement, she eventually touch the corner of my lips, with the pad of her thumb and slightly rubbed that part. Not finished with her work, she took out an handkerchief from her cargo pockets, and poured it's corner through drops of tears and then, palmed the cloth in the exact same area, where she rubbed her thumb over.

I didn't know what to speak at her so speed up gesture. It was too fast to sense and to understand.

She spared a glance at me, looking all shocked. Eventually, she leave an half covered laugh and said,
"There was a stain of cream over there, so I wiped out."
A sudden relief ran through my body after hearing her confession.

"What did you thought? Maybe a kiss?...well I won't even mind to give you that!"
I widened my eyes as a size of a soccer. This was so fast, her reply, her flirts, everything. Her smile velveted with mischievous fantasies.

What does she mean by that? Is she even in her senses? Someone help me please.

A swiftness laugh escaped her mouth, making me look at her. I was out of the answers. Is she on coke or something?

"Hahaha, look a-at you face, hahaha ha, I was j-just joking bro!"
She replied while holding her stomach with her palms, her face flushed with red blush due to the continuous laugh she was doingťright now.
I rolled my eyes, and escaped a puff of air all filled with  relief.

"By the way!"
I hummed in response while throwing the stone, wherever it find its place to settle.

"The boy name is Kim Taehyung and he is 21 years old, currently in Taxation department."
I stopped myself in the track of throwing another stone. What was all that?
I turned my direction and attention to her talks, specifically to know more about him.
I gulped down the invisible choke, all leashed with amusement.

"Did you hear me?"
She questioned, with her hands still un her pockets, sleeves rolling up to her elbows, her messy unbalanced strings of her hair sticks to her forehead. Currently her features were not so maintained, still can be considered as one of the daunting yet romantic thing.

She cuffed my wrist, and took a hold of them, instantly cupped her cheek with my hand, making me bring on my senses.

I blinked a few times, to get her off from my imagination.

"You can touch me, if you want."
She whispered so low, still was audible to me. I abruptly removed my arm.

"Why do you t-think like that?"
I couldn’t formulate the words out of my mouth because of her action.

I whimpered with the view, yet she closes the distance between us, her eyes screaming a different story. The expanse of my skin on my ear was littered with her sweet voice.

"You were staring me for so long, so I assume you wanna touch me."
She whispered all these things in my ear, getting more close, if it's possible to do so.

And there, she backed out.

I arched my back, do I?

"Well, so we were talking a-about that Kim, remember?"
I announced to get put of this awkward situation. I try to divert her mind from those flirtatious actions of her, only if I knew.

"Yeah, so he is your senior, and the captain of a basketball team."
She started talking about him, while covering the same distance of the path as me, practically even stepping the same foot ahead of herself p, as I do with mine.

"He is handsome, tall, smart, understanding yet immature some--"
I interrupted.

"Wait, first of all how do you know about him so well? And even if you do so, how do you know about his personalities and all?"

She looked at everything but me. She wanted to let go of this question, but I was surely determined to not slip her this time, especially not now. She didn't said anything, after few seconds, just parted her lips to muffle some pack of air, and spoke something which I was surely not ready for.

"He is my cousin, Zelda."

What?!...is she real for this? Is that true? How on the Earth this could be?
No,no,no,no! This can't be happening. This meant, I have been friend of a person, whose cousin have been crush of me since last week? And, unfortunately, I didn't have any idea about this?

I spared my sight down. I couldn’t make a contact with her now. What if, she tell about me crushing over him for so long? What if, he would be the same as those boys?
No, fuck,fuck,fuck,I don't want this. Dammit!

I need to apologize, or I would be experiencing those shitty things again. I saw her, watching my each and every reaction.

"See, Luna, I s-seroisuly didn't had any idea about this. And I even make sure this won't be h-happenimg in the future again. I promise."
I pleaded, with my hands joined infront of her. My tears already welled up, threatening to fall down soon. Soon, I felt an involuntarily grip on my shoulders, I could feel the warmth, providing by her right now, even though the part is all dressed up.

"Are you mad or what? Why would I tell these things to that idiot? This is our secret."
I kept watching her, didn't budged from my place.

"Are you listening to me?"
She came more close to me, increasing the proximity between us.
Now this was the moment, I didn't let her go this time. She was actually comforting me. Her voice lingering in my ears, just like the rhythm of a music palying in a pure bliss in a rainy weather.

So smooth, so delicate, so mesmerizing to sound.

"I am sorry, if I ever made you feel you are not enough."
She spoke, before concaving my face, letting her forehead rest on mine, her once fiery visions look so vulnerable now.

"Just, don't p-plead infront of me, I will give you everything you ask for, even my life, just don't d-do this again."
She insisted with the hands squeezing the part where she landed them. I couldn’t speak a word, why would she be the sorry one here?

"Luna why, uh, let's stop and move ahead."
This was the very best answer to give her in this situation. Atleast, it wouldn't make any of us feel guilty in any case. I think, she is better to trust.

She nodded, and walked the same pace as me, slowly.

Soon, I came to the path where I guess, we both need to take our departure and distance us from each other.

"Well, let's meet tomorrow then."
She spoke while giving a tight smile, to which I responded back with the same warmth.

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"Uff, today was such a tiring day."
I made myself lay down on the soft mattress of my bed. It was just so adorable in my vision. I could never get tired of its comfort, especially sipping your protein drink, along with your laptop to watch any webseries, is just so tempting.

"I guess, I should sleep now. But...let's tell mumma first."
With a tired groan, I left my room, and step down the stairs only to caught a lady humming songs in the kitchen, while washing out the dishes.

"So,romeo Juliet you never have to be alone,
I love you and that's what I really know,
I talk to your dad, go pick out a white dress,
It's lovestory, baby just say yessss~"
I heard her, crossed my arms against my chest, leaning against the wall, the legs criss crossed. All eyes and ears on my mother. Even though she sometimes seems cold and rude, still she will be the most important person in my life, I never said to her because love doesn't need any proof to be proven.

Eventually she turned around, and saw me with that posture.
"Baby, you here, come have your lunch."
She said with a monotonous face, yet with a sweet voice, she called me.

"Mum, how many years you have been a fan of Taylor swift?"
I questioned, while extracting the seat from the table for myself.

"For almost 5 years, maybe."
She answered while pouring the water in my glass and bringing the utensil, where she kept the lunch to be served.

"I see, you should surely tell her about your fangerling."
She smiled, and said,
"Only if I get a chance to meet her, Zelda."

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"Now, all time to myself, let's take a nap."
I turned around to get a comfortable position for myself. Lifting right leg to my side, laying down on your stomach, is the best thing I can ask for. The most weird yet delicate position for me.

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His free hand grips my wrist and squeeze them with a firm, non verbal command to stop moving. He looks the least bit uncomfortable at all, where I look the exact opposite.

His breath was so so close to my skin, I felt so vulnerable at this point.

The boy uncuffs my wrist as I was wriggling in his hold. Before I could take it off, he tangled my arms with a leather like thing, Oh god, no.
Eventually, the expanse of my skin littered with harsh kisses, down to my womanhood. This can't be happening.  A chuckle left from his mouth, watching me all pathetic to say anything. All naked, all his to destroy.

Even if its against of my choice.

Soon, I felt him down, his tongue already probed at my entrance. I  yelped. This was terrific. He licks my slit, like it's the very last food on the Earth. It was such a humiliation for me. I can't stand this.

"Fuck", I heard him cursing as I came all on his face, my breath was so uneven at this moment. I don't want a little bit of this session, but my body was saying otherwise.

He grabbed my breast and massaged them, later on, yelling someone's else name.

"David! Come here."
I widened my eyes. God, why him now. I saw him getting in the room, sparing me with his eyes shots and a dreadful smirk dancing on his devilishly so called look.

The former started to pull up my nipples, as he worked to slurp my release as much as he could. I moaned uncontrollably against my choice. I felt the latter one stripping his clothes. Pleading infront of him doesn't stop him either. Soon, settling his thighs beside my leg, he gave me his famous smirk.

"Time to start the main thing."
He gave a short kink to his Shaft before doing that nightmare to me.
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"NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,NO,PLEASE!"
Yelp, all I did was that. I started wriggling on my sleep, my body coated with sweat, fingers not getting any hold of my palm.

That was it, a panic attack striken me.

It was so difficult for me to get rid of those thoughts. A sudden panic enlighten inside me, but still I have to get out of this.
Not so later, I made myself woke up from that scary nightmare,
hold a firm grip on my hair, laying my hands in chest to feel the rhythm. Breathing so heavenly, I reached to my drawer, taking out the pills and swallowed them with roughly a full of glass of water.
Soon, I calmed down my senses responding properly, adrenaline not so in rush.

"Huff, I can't w-withstand this."
Ofcourse, I couldn’t made myself get out of this situation yet. How much time it will took me to be out of this hell soon?
I get out of my bed, throwing the blanket off me. Standing infront of the mirror, watching myself.
What had happened to me?

"Why me? W-why did you do t-this?"
A fresh sob escaped from my mouth. I sobbed putting my face in my hands. What did I do this to feel like this?
Even it was a dream, still I am not being able to overcome those things.

I stopped, and went to my side drawer to get my comb but couldn't find it. Went to the another one, that was below it.
Still a negative found. I stand up, walked towards my almirah, opened the gate of the furniture, check out the most underneath layer of the cloth section. As sometimes, in rush during school time I forget to put in it's right place.

I extended my hand to get the last touch of the section, only to get a hold of a paper like thing.

I arched my eyebrows, and extended my arm more,
more papers I would get. I started to take out them one by one and placed them in my right hand to hold them.

I closed the gate, and get to see so many bunches of papers. I speculated what these papers were of, nore like envelopes. I sat on my bed, laid my blankets on and started going through them.
Turning the cover, I saw the name. Shock, that was the name of my current situation.

How could I forget these? How I forget that person? The only one who knows me very well, more than I do to myself.

Reading the sentence on the coverpage headlines which was written with such a grace font styles.

"Don't worry, I am here for you. You are so pretty to handle, and I love this beauty."

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