-12- me & you

Mychelda'view

Two weeks ago

" Your room looks cute" I said behind her.

She mumbled something underbreath, but I didn't ear, I was too occupied to admire her room. It's a large room with white walls and tall ceilings. Her closet is even bigger than mine, considering my shopping issues, well she really does it insane.

" That's a store you got there" I stated, I turned my head to see Atmiz leaning on the door frame.

She hummed only, she was calmer than usual, like she almost in slow motion.

" It's everything alright? " I walked closer.

She didn't seem to ear me.

" Atmiz !? " I called louder and she almost jumped.

"Lord!" She breathed while touching her chest.

" You're very distracted, is something bothering you?" My tone grew concerned.

" I.... I....today is her ......... It's nothing " she shook her head slowly.

I took both of her hands " it's clear that something is bothering you and if you don't want to tell me, that's okay but if you need someone to talk, I'm here" I told and she simply nodded.

" I got you Zie" I whispered to her before pulling her to a hug.

Two days later

" Baby, Why are you cancelling your date? you were so exited and impatient"

Atmiz hid her face with her hands while shook her head.

" I guess it's okay" I signed, eyeing her as she leaves the bed.

"I'm sorry" she mumbled before fully leaving the room.

Actual time

Slowly I closed the door behind me.

" Hey Mychelda" a voice said behind, making my jump.

" Damn dad , I could have a heart attack!"

He gave me his playful little smile " something is wrong ? " he asked

" So I can't even come to the mansion now? " I said as we walked .

" Wow that's not what I mean" his raised his hands " I know you come here whenever you need a break so I was wondering if you haven't had a problem, you've been here for a week now and you never stay that long before. "

I shook my head "I don't want to talk about it."

" Your mom is asking for you "

" She there !? " I wanted to see my mother and maybe while I was with her I could forget about everything. She always knows how to cheer me up.

So I directly made my way to my parents room and Dad decided to play some basketball with Charles.

I knocked on the door twice and opened after hearing the familiar come in.

My beautiful mother, with her gray curly hair resting on her shoulders, sitting like a queen on the edge of the bed.

As soon as I stepped in the room I felt her black eyes analyzing me.

" Ou pa konnen pou vin salye manmanw, demwazèl ? " She crosses her arms on her chest

( don't you know you have to greet your mom, miss)

" Bonswa manman, m pat konnen siw te la " I quickly explained before anything .

( Good afternoon mom, I didn't know you were here)

She shook her head and stood up, walking towards me as I leaned on the door behind me.

" Ou change " she said placing a hand on my cheek. ( You changed)

" M damou " I muttered back , holding her hand on my cheek.( I'm in love)

She shook her head " depi kilè? Epi ki kote li ye ? Dim tou sa m dwe konnen sou li" she asked in her soft but scolding tone.

(Sinse when? Who? Where is she? Tell me everything I need to know)

" M pap menm montrew li pou pa al anmède l. M konnen depi ou konnen ki moun, ou pral chèche kontre avèl." I told her and she removed her hand from my cheek.

(I'm not even gonna show her to you, l know as soon you know who it is,you will look after meeting her)

"Whatever Mychelda, you are now a growth woman, deal with your problems but don't forget I m here." She said in her strong Creole accent.

" I know, mom and I so grateful for this " I assured her as she passed her arm around mine. Driving me downstairs.

"Let's bake" she proposed but I already knew it. My mom bake as she breath.

Later that day

I couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a walk, and I found myself in that couch where Atmiz and I had our first real conversation.

I smiled unconsciously to how her voice sounded thin when she grew happier or how she narrowed her eyes and pressed her lips when she didn't understand something or even how she always exited whenever you proposed her some red wine.

I miss her , badly.

I gave her a entire week but I really want to talk to her, I can't stay at my house because every thing reminds me her, even the coffee cups.

Even when rolled her eyes, even how I hate that.

I glanced down at my phone.

1:03 it's pretty late, I wonder if she's sleeping right now.

The second I locked my phone begins to vibrate.

The caller ID showed up

Atmiz

" Hello" I said, my tone was worried than I wanted to show.

" Hey.....I'm sorry I probably woke you up I didn't think you would answer me I was just-" she sounded very hesitant and tired.

" It's okay stop rambling, I wasn't sleeping anyway " I said.

" What!? Why aren't you sleeping? Are you alright? Are you sick? How are you feeling?"

" I'm fine don't worry "I smiled, recalling how she can be overprotective and controlling.

" Okay, I trust you on this " she signed.

" So... You called me?" I started.

She remained silent a few seconds before and said " I miss you very very badly Mychelda. "

" Me too , I miss you too" I confessed to.

" Are you...are you mad at me? " She hesitate to ask.

" Do you want me to be mad at you? "

She didn't said nothing so I guess she probably shook her head.

"I...I mean no , why would I want such a thing. But you're were mad at me because of.....me" she signed the last part.

" I'm not mad and it wasn't because of you , I'm not mad at at all, I m just.... disappointed toward the situation and we need to take a decision which I can't without you " I resumed half of what I was thinking all this week.

" You right and I agree......is that all you feel? " She shy asked.

" No, Atmiz we have to talk, I want to understand your behavior it's like you have to different personality, one moment your friendly, open to conversation, you want to spend time with me , and suddenly you don't talk, you avoid me, like...like you scared of something......are you.......are you scared of the "us"? " I frustratedly declared.

She stayed silent a moment before speaking " I.... I will explain everything Mychelda, it's just that it's not easy for me and I don't know I......" she signed " I explain myself, cara, I just need time."

" Atmiz, we don't have to rush baby, take all your time and come when you are ready, I'll be there." I assured her

" Thank you for being there for me, really " she said, softly.

" Anything for you "

" How was your day? " She suddenly asked.

" To be honest, half good, half empty and yours ?" I just said.

" I spend all day interviewing artists and drinking " she said.

" Red wine and not water I guess "

" No I... I'm sorry"

" Your way, Atmiz" I shruged even she couldn't see me.

" No I promised you I will make effort, it's just that I was so down and wine was the only thing exciting I'm so sorry Mychelda, cara I m sorry I -"

"It's okay Zie, it's okay " I tried to assure her.

How and why she randomly become all apologetic, like she was scared of something.

" You're not mad?" " No I'm not" I quickly replied.

I'm worried and confused.

I need to understand if I want to be there for her.

" Cara... I need to go it's getting late "

" Okay, have a good night Zie"

" You too, cara " she said in a lower voice before hanging up.

Now I'm even more worried about her.

What is the problem with you Zie ?

A/n

Even when I don't have a schedule

I m late

I'm sorry guys.

Don't be a silent reader.