Apartment #203 [O]
Jun 13, 2014 7:07:14 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2014 7:07:14 GMT -7
I stopped and I half-turned towards her, one hand lingering on the doorknob, the other on the outer frame. What was it?
"I, uh...I love you."
I think my mouth had been slightly open. I closed it. It was an odd concept for me, still. I had lived mostly without mutual affection for so long. At least mutual affection that had ever been announced. But regardless of this, I smiled warmly. There was no reason to be hesitant, here. "I love you, too," I said in answer. "Sleep well, sis," I added, before I finally entered my abode within my abode.
I flicked the light on, and shut the door behind me. It was a tiny little place, with my bed - made properly, for once, since I had known I'd be away forever and it seemed proper - in the corner, and an actual built-in wardrobe that I did not use nearly to its fullest extent. There were boxes of stuff - bits and pieces of the past that I actually cared about - in another corner. And... that's it, really. It had looked a bit different as I'd grown up, but had remained virtually the same since I'd moved in.
Could I be arsed getting changed? Drowsiness said no. I yawned and stretched towards the ceiling - I'm too tall and this place is so small, I almost touched the light - before flicking the light off again (I'd just wanted to see my space properly for a sec). Then I climbed into my own bed and pulled up the sheets; my head hit the impossibly comfortable pillow with infinite gratitude.
I hope Ko gets to sleep okay. I probably gave her too much to think about. Was stupid of me. Still, at least it's a bit clearer now, I guess. Ugh. Why do these things happen? So much shit that you wish you could just erase, just not be true. Even the peaceful parts of life can be dangerous and difficult. Well, what did I expect? I dunno.
I wonder where Isabella is. I would have liked to celebrate with her, a bit more. I wouldn't have told her she couldn't come to bed with me. Ahaha. Hm.
Suddenly, I was aware again. Breathing, hearing. I opened my eyes. Blast it, still dark. I'd gone to bed early, so I suppose it was only to be expected. Had I dreamed of anything? It almost felt like I had dreamed of something lewd, but the recollections were slipping away so quickly that I couldn't even be sure. Fuck, I was so awake though. Empty, too. Why did I feel so alone? It was dark here. I didn't feel nearly so comfortable as I had going to sleep.
I sighed aloud. What time was it, I wondered. Probably early morning-ish. Felt like it. Kohaku was outside. Was she sleeping okay? Was she okay in general? Mrh.
I knew I wasn't sleeping again. Or maybe I decided it for myself. Either way, I was up out of bed, then, rubbing my eyes to rid them of their tiredness. My eyes had adjusted to the dim at some point; I could see everything relatively clearly, though it was all colorless. Where would I go at this hour? I had been right; it was a pretty warm night. Maybe I'd go for a walk. Wouldn't be the first time I'd wandered the night aimlessly.
I stepped out of my room, careful as I closed my door not to make a sound. Little colder out here. My arms huddled around my chest. There she was. I could see her faintly in the dark. Not clearly enough, though. I traipsed ever so quietly over to her bedside.
She was an angel, lying there at peace. I had to smile.
Standing there, I almost got a sense of deja vu. For a moment I could imagine it was over a decade ago, and I was a child, more innocent than either of us today. The bed she lay in was her cot, and she was tiny. Mother stood beside me, having just gotten little sis to sleep. Mum laid a hand on my shoulder, and, silently, we stood quietly, admiring her, cherishing her and each other in the dim.
I was going to cry. I wiped at my moistened eye with one finger. That had been only a few months before Ko had been taken away from us. Mum was gone now. Had been for so long. Had been so distraught by her precious baby being taken away that she hadn't been able to live any longer.
But now I had her back.
If only Mum could have been here now.
I stood there for so long. I was probably getting colder, but I couldn't feel it. I loved Kohaku so much. For everything I had lost - we had lost - I was going to be the very best sister, the best person, for her.
I couldn't go back to my room, and I definitely couldn't stand to leave. I lifted the blankets carefully, and slid in beside her, hardly displacing a thing. That is, before I curled up to her, lay an arm across her chest and laid my head against hers. I didn't want to wake her, but I needed this. I hoped if she did wake up she didn't mind too much.[/div][/ul]