Chapter 5

Jeffery Walsh POV

I came back home from school and walked into the mansion with my school bag across his shoulder as I went into the living room.

Normally, in California when I return from school, I walk directly to my room, cause there was no one there but me, but hearing the television sound and knowing my mother will be home brought another large smile to my face.

California had been so boring that returning to New York had been my greatest wish. Now that I was back, I was the happiest young boy on the planet, well not yet happy...

Lousia, turned when she heard the footsteps approaching her, and she smiles when she saw it was me, my presence always brought smiles to her face. "Welcome son."

"Mom, you're home." I put down my school bag, while I sat down next to her. "I thought you had left for work." I lean my chin on my palm to take a good look at the charming face of my mother.

Of a truth, the thing my friends tell him about was true. they always told me that I took part of my beauty and charms from his mother, to me, my mother was a goddess in making.

"I came back home early to stay with you for today," Louisa told me.

I grin, it was so touching of her to do this, but still, I was no longer a kid, I know she misses me so much. "Mom, you can work now, I am okay on my own." All I want was for her to relax and do things she always does when I was not here.

Lousia leans close to her son with a thin smile on her lips, she touches my face with her warm palm. "I would stay with you today since I miss you too much."

I grin to see my mother being so clingy, the difference between others and hers was, hers wasn't tiring or annoying. "Always acting pretty." I sniffle to take in the light fragrance that emits from her body.

I could remember this fragrance forever because it was my mothers. "I am happy you are home too." I paused. "When I was alone, I miss mother's welcome whenever I returned from school."

Lousia looked into my eyes, sure enough, she know I was so lonely alone in California and now she must have regretted leaving me all by himself.

Oh no! I could see the rising emotion from my mother's eyes, I know I had to change the topic in order not to make her sad anymore.

"I will go into my room, take my bath and get dressed before coming out to join you," I told her and turn to see the movie she was seeing. "The movie seems interesting," I said and pecked her cheek before leaving the living room.

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Cindy's POV

Cindy sat in her room, the room was well furnished with pick girly wallpapers plastered on the wall, the room was decorated and painted with white, mere looking at it you will know it was a girls room.

Cindy opened her drawer a brought out a picture, a picture she took together with Jeffery Walsh when they were little as tears rolled down her cheek.

She had kept this picture with her since and had always looked at it every night before she slept.

Before the picture, they had just finished painting their drawing as a kid and had lots of colours on their dress and body and this memory always made Cindy happy whenever she looked at the picture.

But today was different. Instead of smiling, she was in tears. "He is the one." She muttered to herself softly.

He is back and yet he didn't recognise her, she had recognised him when saw him come into their class but his case was different.

He had been so close to her when they bump into each other at the cafeteria and she was sure their eyes met briefly, but with all that he still didn't recognise her.

Cindy sniffles as her tears fell on the picture she was holding. Her eyes darkened, she had fantasized how meeting with Jeffery again will be like, the two of them smiling at each other and recognising themselves.

But. those were just my stupid imaginations. "I thought I could understand when he left me without a word." She said in anger as she wipes off her tears with the back of her hands.

She had made up different excuses for him when he left, she had tried to pinpoint the fault to be hers, maybe she arrived late, maybe if she had shown up earlier.

But it was all a lie, she had only hoped for the better, but the reality was clear, he never missed her or loved her.

"Now I can move on since you are alright and healthy." She soliloquized. She had always worried about him since he left, but watching him smile with his friends today at lunch break made her know that she was the only one thinking about him.

"I guess I was the only one who held onto our memories." She sniffles and exhaled softly. "I will forget you now."

She took one long look at the picture. "Goodbye, Jeffery Walsh." She said as she shoved the picture into a trash can close to her desk.

She wipes off the remaining tears in her eyes and walked out of her room in a daze.

She walked downstairs and walked past her father, still lost in thought.

"Cindy!" Marcus a tall man with a broad shoulder and in his 40's but look younger than his age called her.

Hearing her name, she was pulled out of her thought and turned around to see her father looking at her with that what's the matter look on his face. "Yes, dad."

Marcus moved close to her. "Is there something bothering you?" He asked her, this was the first time he has seen her this way in a long time.

Cindy forces a smile and embraced her father as she seems small in his huge body size. "No, dad. My worries are over." She muttered and Marcus was puzzled.

"I am glad that I can now move on with my life, those questions have been cleared and answered." She embraced her father more closely trying hard to suppress her tears.

"What questions?" Marcus asked her as he pulls her at arm's length.

Cindy couldn't bear to tell her father that she had an unrequited love that she had just ended so she had to change the topic quickly.

She held her stomach. "Ah, dad, my stomach is rumbling, I am very hungry." She looked away from her fathers face so that he wouldn't see her wet eyes.

"I wonder what is in the kitchen." She turned to walk towards the kitchen. "Oh! That question...the answer is food." She said loudly and hurried away.

Marcus shook his head when he watched her walk towards the kitchen. "She is acting strange." He mumbled, but then he smiles. "She is cute." He turns around and heads into his room.

Cindy opened the fridge and took out ice cream, she had no appetite for anything, she had used hunger to escape her father, in other for him not to notice her painful eyes.

She sat on the stool in the large kitchen as she ate the ice cream slowly, no she doesn't want to think about all the things she had shared with Jeffery in the past.

If this was how it will end then it should, all she had to do now was focus on her studies.