Light, precise and pure

He was smiling warmly at her while staring at her face. She hasn´t realized of his true feelings untill that moment. A mute signal through her body made her realize he was looking for something more than her company, more than her friendship. She didn´t like it; however, his presence was so nice, so light that she just couldn´t run away as she normally would do. She let him hold her hand. It was an unpleasant feeling at the beggining but then it was ok. His hand wrapped around hers showing sincerity.

They were walking through a long hallway. His hand still imprisoning hers.They went up the stairs that led to another hallway, a smaller one, there, many windows where like eyes in the walls. They kept on walking passing the first room when they reached the second room, the window that tear the wall in two, from the ceiling to the floor, had a silouette inside of it. The window was like a frame to a picture. A familiar face was in there. Quickly she took away her hand from the boy´s hand. Her heart skipt a beat. She wished with all her heart the familiar face to be oblivious to her holding hands with the boy. She never knew if she had been seen.

Today, the person with the familiar face was seated on top of the stairs that led to a small garden. The sun made her hair to shine. She saw it and she inmediately felt the urge to go to her side. She walked to her, stepping the stairs whithout even knowing what she was doing. The person with the familiar face got to her feet as soon as she saw her. She stopped one step below the one where the familiar face was. The sunlight made her shine. Beautiful.

One step below, her mind completely blinded, she hugged her. She hugged her like never before, putting her face against the other girl´s chest she said in a barely audible whisper "this is the one that I love". No one heard her words. She stayed that way, feeling the soft chest that in so many other times had been a confort to her. She stayed that way, feeling the warmth that exuded from that person.

She didnt know or guess what the person she was holding was thinking about her unusual behavior. Usually she didnt hug so passionately, she didnt even hug, only hugged back, and now she was just there with her ear on the girl chest listening to the rythmic heart singing inside her beloved one. She would have wanted to at least be able to look at the eyes of the other girl to see the mute words in them, to try to figure out what she was thinking but that would´ve meant she would have had to move away from the warmth of her body, that, she couldnt afford to do, not now.

She was sure, her one would be surprised, but despite that she would never denied her arms to her. It was the best part. She was there for her all the time bringing her warmth to her ice-cold heart. It was what she loved about her, her warmth. It had been unavoidable, yet unthinkable, impossible.

Ly, had a very traditional and religious family, despite that, years of fake devotion had never really came into her soul. She didnt had a single trace of traditional or religious, she loved that about herself. Though she did respect the rules of her house. She had to. Currently, she was in pain because of it. But pain was something she could deal with. Her resolution had been to become as hard as a stone and that meant do as she had to, to be who she had to be. Not her choice, but something that had been chosen for her since she came to this world.  Her pride demanded to be true to her own promises, specially the ones made to herself. Honor and duty were always observed by her even if she didnt really care about it, it was just a given thing on her existence. Ly was rational and cold, controlled, but from time to time she slipped, like when she rushed to that person with the familiar face. It had just been imposible to supress her impulses. Now she was suffering due to it.

Angie was the name of the familiar face. Angie was the one that her heart loved. Ly was clueless to those feelings, after all they hadnt ever form part of her life, but when she was rushing through those stairs, while watching Angie shining by the sunlight, she knew it. Light, precise and pure. It was a first, so she was thrilled by it. A smile became permanent in her face, a complete change. First times are always remembered, everyone said so, but she didnt understand it, untill now. "Angie, Angie, my angel". Ly started to dream about her: warm, happy, like a precious moon brighting the dark sky that her life was.

~~~ t b continued: here ~~~